Misha meets Kianna's eyes with an unreadable look before she snaps her gaze up to Fabine. She crosses her arms. "Um, kinda! I super got kidnapped and tortured by sickos." She cocks her head. "Or is that above your pay grade?"
Misha shrugged dramatically, her fingers twitching in exasperation. "Prisoner, huh?" She snorted. "Yeah, yeah, I was, and then a -" She made an arc with her hand. " - wayyyy bigger crisis popped up, so we should probably worry 'bout that, huh?" She narrowed her eyes, glancing at Kianna behind him. "Unless you'd rather go swimming."
Misha bristled at Fabine's words but continued launching stones at him. "Hey! Assholes!" she called, cupping one hand around her mouth. She kicked at the riverbank with a grimace stark on her face. "Fabine, someone spilled your hair gel!"
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Kianna grunts as she's met by Fabine's push upwards. She goes to press her weight down and tries to keep upright. The water was making it difficult to do much and she felt annoyed. She chose to ignore Elauna and Misha's presence.
Misha glances at Elauna and shrugs. "Guess he's goin' deaf." She sprinted closer to the two, boots edging the shoreline as she stood just above the waterline. She bent down and grabbed a handful of large pebbles. Straightening, she watched Fabine duck under the water. She waited until he emerged again to begin chucking the stones in their general direction.
Misha sped up her pace. The ground broke off from pine needles and leaf litter to mud and sparse rocks and sand, beaten in by the current of the river. The splashes and hushed voices were clearer, now. She pushed through the undergrowth and emerged onto the muddy riverbank with a high pitched grunt(???????????????). She looked up and saw the soaking forms of what - when she squinted - appeared to be their fearless leader and a particularly irritated Kianna. Maybe just a normal Kianna. She paused for a second, then took a breath in. "Hey!" she yelled, waving her arm.
Misha slowed as they closed into the trees that lined the river. She stared at Elauna blankly for a moment, then scowled. "What's the point of you?" she hissed, shaking her head. The brush and crackling leaves beneath her crackled as she toed towards the riverbank. She could hear the sounds of commotion in the water, barely audible of the waves, but no distinct words reached her ears from their distance.
Geoffrey grabs the red wrist and slams it down onto the wooden board with a large amount of force.
The Boss watches calmly.
The guard winces at the sound of the wrist hitting the board. "I dunno, mate. You see, The Boss has taken a few of your kind before and really pushed the limit. They survived but, well, they were older. Your sister's what, eight? Nine? I'm sure your friends would fair better."