Before approaching the D.M.A. blacksite, John had Seth put on some slightly broken handcuffs. While they were latched on tight enough to minorly cut off circulation, they were damaged to a point that they would be easy enough to break out of...well, relatively speaking, that is. The damage was almost all completely internal, meaning that they appeared to be only slightly worn. If anyone in the blacksite complained, John would simply explain to them that they were his last pair...because they really were his last pair.
Just before moving out of their hiding place, John whispered a final warning to Seth. "Sorry, but for this to look realistic, this is gonna hurt...I gotta stun and incapacitate you. Don't worry, though; it'll only last about five to ten minutes. That's long enough to get you in your cell, and let me take out the security systems. I'll come back in for you as soon as I'm done to help you out. I'll also slip your shit into your cell, cause they get pretty lazy on security at night." He said, and without waiting for a reply he pulled out his telescoping shock batons and stunned Seth. John then picked him up and carried Seth over his shoulder, but soon after he started moving for the Blacksite he got a call from Noore, wanting to know his situation. "Noore? Don't worry, I'm on my way with a fresh catch. Took me loonger than expected to track him down, but I finally caught up to the son-of-a-bitch. I contact you once I'm inside, cause I'm heading in right now." John said, then abruptly hung up. Thank god I didn't give her time to talk... He thought as he crossed the street.
Entering in through the door, John was greeted by some of the night-shift personnel, to whom he simply waved back at. A few of them even went so far as to congratulate him on the catch, while others quietly scowled and said John should've killed him. A few minutes later and John reached the prison cells, and proceeded to place Seth in one of the many identical, and rather claustrophobic, cells. Shutting Seth within the closet-sized cell, John made for the exit and then proceeded down the hall until he came across a storage closet that he then entered. Shutting the door behind him, he then began his mental search for Jessica. Okay...there are about 30 Gifted in here...27 have greeted fellow Gifted...14 of those have saved a friend from danger...and 4 of those have heard the confessions of the deaths of their friend's parents...now...got her!
Once he finished up, John quietly left out of the storage room and walked down the hallway, until he made it to the security room. Upon opening the door and entering into the room, he saw three men sitting in chairs with a plethora of screens in front of each of them. One was asleep while the other two were playing games on their phones, and as John shut the door the two of them both looked over to John and quickly hid their phones. "Relax, guys. I'm just here to see how things are going. I brought in a Gifted and I wanted to know if I'd been followed." John assured them with a chuckle, to which they both nervously smiled and nodded; allowing him to view some of the multiple screens himself.
However, it wasn't the screens that John was interested in, as he soon made clear to the occupants of the room. Within a few minutes, the room was under John's control...but he had no clue how long it would remain this way. He then proceeded to contact the others as he began to deactivate the security systems. "I have control of the security room, the security systems are going down now...and...hold on...uhhh...done!" He relayed, then shocked the terminals for good measure before assuming his disguise and rushing off to aid Seth.
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