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VV's jaw dropped as she watched A slide to the ground, stopped short only by Mimi's quick intervention. She was immediatly as A's side, shifting her off Mimi and rolling her on her side.

”It should keep her airways open, not choking on any of that.” She mumbled quickly to Mimi, raising a frantic hand to touch A's cheek, then her forehead.

She cursed under her breath.

Before she heard scribbling behind her. ”Some kind of blood manipulation. One instance. Also seems reluctant to hurt those she regards as friends…”

Doctor Willfreed looked up from her notes, ”However, I'm still missing your subjugation.”

VV couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her hands drew into her lap, curling into fists. ”You white coats… you're all the same.”

She looked up angrily, her red eyes flaring. ”Can't you see she needs medical attention?”

”From my initial assessment, she will survive her injuries. But I need to see your response to this stimuli.” The doctor said matter-of-factly.

VV's gaze darkened. ”My response, huh?”

She threw out a hand in the direction of the doctor, and a wave of darkness rose out, smashing into Doctor Willfreed and knocking her into the wall. VV could only stare angrily, before she felt a pinch in her neck. Confused, her hand reached upward, feeling a tranquilizer dart that had sank itself into her skin. Her eyes briefly glanced to the open window on the second level of the courtyard, seeing a guard with his spider rifle leveled right at her, before she fell over, passed out.

Le Frey ran over to their corner, exasperation crossing his face as he took in the doctor moaning against the wall, and the two Umbra girls out cold. ”What in the Dust…”

Doctor Willfreed shakily rose to her feet, clutching her chest, trying to catch her breath. ”Shadow Manipulation, incredibly defensive of her allies…” She huffed, locating her pen and scrawled on her notes once more.

Le Frey only stared for a moment, before he shook his head. He whistled, and four guards with two stretchers came rushing out from the courtyard gate.

Meanwhile, the general hadn't taken his eyes off Val's center mass. His gaze flickered to Val's hand as he fainted, before his own hands moved up in anticipation. In one quick grip, he had slightly moved back, hands clutched the top and base of Val's foot. He spun the foot hard, hoping to cause Val to spin with it and throw him to his knees. However, the movement had caused him to backtrack on to his cloak. The general's tongue clicked under his mask, and in the next instance, rather ruthlessly, flames rose from his feet, eating the cloak up in a matter of seconds, freeing up his footing.

Alas, instead of attacking back, he raised a hand up. The universal sign to pause.

”Your fallaway has crossed the line, it appears. I'd ask you take a moment to teach them some manners in the barracks below.”

His chin putted to VV's collapsed figure as she was being loaded onto the stretcher.

”It's best you're with them at this point, anyways. It may be their last evening breathing the Dust-filled air…” His voice hung in the air ominously, before the general turned, and withdrew from the courtyard.

Le Frey watched him go, before he sighed, and jerked with his thumb to the gates. ”Alright, let's get them below…”

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VV woke with a start, lying on her back on a thin mattress. She was in a small cell, red lasers barred across the doorway. She, however, was the only one that was sealed, caged like an animal. As was justified for the one who attacked a non-subjugated so wildly.

The barracks was located below ground within the Ghost Corp Head Quarters. Val and and Mimi had been led down below, left to roam freely among the empty cells and long hallways while VV was the only one caged. A had been taken down in a stretcher, and was resting in a cell opposite of VV. Her door was open, and she would be free to move around the barracks upon her awakening, unlike VV.

At the staircase back up to ground level, two guards were stationed. And if Val, A or Mimi wanted to leave, the guards would only gruffly say, ”Have you taught that wild woman some manners yet?”

While VV had moved to sit at the foot of her caged door, Le Frey came down the steps, approaching the group. He had canteens of water and packages of rations. His masked face, however, seemed uncomfortable.

”I've uh, been instructed by the general to feed all of you except the black-haired Umbra girl. And uh… if any of you try to feed her, I've been told you'll ‘incur the wrath of the general’. His words, not mine.”

VV only managed an eye roll. "Is A okay?"

Le Frey didn't say a word, just held the foodstuff items out to Val and A. To Mimi, he had an open package of beef jerky he held out. It was likely made of birds, or bugs, but it was certainly some type of protein.

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”It's best you're with them at this point, anyways. It may be their last evening breathing the Dust-filled air…”

Val didn't respond to the barb. There was no need to play games with the General when he had already made it very clear who's side he was on and what he would do if they were threatened. The only thing that stopped him from intervening with their actions against VV and A were that he could clearly see they were both collapsed on the ground, one receiving medical treatment, the other about to be hauled off to a cell undoubtedly. His blue eyes flicked back over to the General, Mercy's howls for violence and death echoing in his mind.

Those flames... the General was also tied to a Wild. How many Wilds did Ghost Corps count among their number?

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”I've uh, been instructed by the general to feed all of you except the black-haired Umbra girl. And uh… if any of you try to feed her, I've been told you'll ‘incur the wrath of the general’. His words, not mine.”

Val accepted the offered food and water, moving to put A's rations near her for when she was ready for them. He frowned when he saw that the rations were shorted VV's portion, but waited for Mimi to at least take a few bites of the jerky before he acted up.

Val reached out and took the rations meant for himself, uncapping the canteen of water and downing a mouthful before recapping it and tightening the lid down to make sure it didn't spill a drop.

"All due respect to the Ghost Corps," he said, looking LeFrey in his eyes, "last I checked the doc was alive enough to be scribbling, so incarceration is already a heavy punishment for striking a person interfering with a call for medical aid."

"Tell the General I said to go Dust himself. I'll await my ass kicking at his pleasure," Val finished, giving an over the top mocking bow, "and if I see a hint of green from you, Mercy has been screaming at me to come out and play." Unlike when he had been speaking of the General, there was a hint of regret when he leveraged the threat against LeFrey. The man was likely just following orders after all, and Val still owed him for getting them out of the grasps of the Ravagers.

He tossed the canteen between the laser bars, followed quickly by the ration pack. He didn't even think VV might be hungry, it was more about sending the message that he had no intention of following such a ridiculous punishment as starving a prisoner. Especially a prisoner that he was supposed to be protecting.

"Whoops, my hand slipped," Val said, still staring at LeFrey.
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Mimi rested on the soft bedding they were given after everything that happened in the Fighting grounds, they wanted to go make sure VV was alright, but they didn't want to get near the lasers.
They perked up a little when Le Frey came in to give food and water, Mimi moved quickly to take the jerky gently with their arms.

They stayed quiet as they listened, their feathers fluffed slightly before they looked over towards VV as she spoke before looking back to Le Frey. They stayed seated for a moment before Val moved to chuck things over towards VV, staring daggers towards Le Frey. Instinctively the dinosaur wild stood up between the two of them with a chirrup. "No fighting!" They mimicked what sounded like a mothers voice, looking between the two of them. "Fighting will get no where." They wanted to stop the tension before it even started. The air grew tense and now tasted wrong to Mimi.

"Tell the General I did it." Wrens' voice came from the doorway as he limped down the stairs and into the group. "I understand why she acted out, you know I did much worse when I came here." He said with a weak chuckle, wincing before he looked towards Le Frey, before looking towards VV in her cell. "The scientists here are... I wouldn't say thoughtless, they just... Lack emotional Depth sometimes."

Mimi moved quickly to Wrens' side, pressing themselves against his side. "Hurt? Injured?" They said quietly, Wrens' hand moving to pat the dinosaur wilds head gently. "Ithil'lan, faer'athen, lath'enor. (I'm okay, thank you little one)" He said softly to Mimi before returning his gaze back to the two males.
"We need not petty squabbles." Ferz spoke through Wren, causing Mimi to flinch at the sudden voice change and tone shift coming from her favourite feeding friend. "We all have anger or resentment towards Umbra in some way, but we will not learn how to take them down if we keep putting our teeth at each others throats." Ferz shot a look towards VV, crossing his arms before walking over to the front of her cell and looked to her.

"Even as a prisoner you shouldn't go unfed, unless Ghost Corp are harsher than the Wild King, himself." Ferz gave a glance towards Le Frey with narrowing eyes. "Speaking of which." The Wendigos eyes moved back to the dinosaur wild. "I have seen your kind before. When I was younger, before I was strapped to this man. Your kind follow the King closely, yet you do not seem to care much about him?"

Mimi's feathers prickled slightly, they shrunk down into themselves with their tail curling around their body instinctively. "You follow the King, no?" They asked quietly, "I... My pack does. Pack... Does not - Did not like Mimi." It was a soft subject for Mimi, and they didn't want to talk about it. "What of Mercy and Inu?" Mimi tried to turn the conversation around, looking towards Val and Le Frey, "You bind to human but... Does heart still follow the call of Wild King?"
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In her mind, she floated in a strange limbo, a place caught between the gentle embrace of sleep and the bright light of wakefulness. It was like wandering through a thick fog, where the air felt heavy, and everything around her seemed to distort and twist. Voices drifted to her like whispers carried on the wind, soft and unclear, as if they were echoing from the depths of a distant cave. Though she couldn’t grasp the meaning of the words, the sounds painted a picture of mixed emotions—low and sharp tones, with the occasional rise of irritation or amusement.

Her limbs felt like lead, each one encased in an invisible weight. The sensation was akin to being submerged in water, where movement required a Herculean effort for such an unyielding body. The steady ache in her chest lingered, dull yet persistent and pressing against her heart each time she breathed. And though she yearned to stretch or turn her head, even the slightest motion summoned a tidal wave of dizziness that crashed upon her, leaving her feeling as if she were firmly anchored to the ground, unable to drift away.

The voices grew louder momentarily, one rising above the others—a rigid, authoritative cadence that felt like a command from on high. Solen? This name shot into her mind uninvited, igniting a tiny light in the dark corners of her thoughts. She fought to concentrate, to untangle the jumble of sounds surrounding her, but just as quickly, they began to fade.

A metallic taste clung to her tongue, sharp and bitter, reminiscent of copper. VV's urgent voice, the warm flow of crimson liquid trickling from her nose, and the heavy weight of another body below her as the world fell into darkness. It was all she could remember.

Her fingers twitched then, the faintest motion, but enough to confirm she still had control over her body. With a focused mind, she tried to latch onto that tiny flicker of movement, attempting to pry her eyes open. The first attempt was futile, however, her eyelids were too heavy to lift. She tried again, slower this time, and light began to filter through the haze. The world was blurry at first, shapes and colours twirling together in a ballet. Her head pounded in protest, but she forced herself to push past it, blinking until her vision cleared.

The gray walls of the barracks came into view first, a low hum filling the air, punctuated by the occasional click or whir of unseen machinery. She was lying on a thin mattress, its surface rough against her skin, and as her gaze shifted slowly to take in the rest of her surroundings, the red glow of laser bars caught her eyes.

A’s breath was as light as a feather, barely making a sound, as she gazed at the sight of VV sitting at the base of her barrier. All around her, the others engaged in conversation, but to A, their words were just a blur of sounds.

“VV…what…happened?” A said, her voice scratchy like sandpaper, hoping it was enough to draw her partner’s attention.

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