Oh oops, well Cyrus would rather have him dead than alive. XD
Zordon said
Luciana watched as more of the men in the room began to gravitate towards the small group in the corner, leaning around an image one of the men had been working on when she first entered. Her attention drifted to the bookshelf off to the left, her face lighting up as she excitedly rose from her chair and strode across the room. Without a second thought, she grabbed a book from the top shelf, turning her attention to the man plucking the strings of a guitar. She smirked, tilting her head to the side, listening to the soft rise and fall of the melody.
Carrying the book close to her chest, she strides over to the red haired man and lowers herself beside him without a word. She knew she'd never be able to concentrate on reading with music playing in the background. But it was not unpleasant and so, she decided to enjoy it for the time being. She could always read back in her cell.
The annoying clack of boots broke her attention up and towards the door. Six guards positioned themselves around the room, one of them grumbling that half of the 'monsters' in the room shouldn't have been given permission to be there, arguing to himself about stupid humanity laws. Her eyes recognized Jared, posted closest to the door. Why were they in here? Were they going to rough them all up? Luciana sincerely hoped not.
Zordon said
To my knowledge, these prisoners had to be in this room and... In under an hour? Tops? We're busting out? I posted the guards in the room, trying to make things more stressful and tense, having to make people be more creative with discussing the plan. Not just start attacking everything in their sights.
DaDrummer676 said
Wow okay that's great. I put off being in other roleplays just to watch this fail? Thanks.