The cell had been specifically designed to hold a variety of meta humans, though Caitlin Snow hadn't demonstrated any need for such treatment until Oliver entered the room. He had been starting to wonder if she truly had the powers his advisers were so confident she had, at least until she threw him across the room with a burst of intense cold. Rather than feel frustrated, he felt nothing but excitement. Oh yes, this one would do perfectly.<br/><br/>As Killer Frost gave up on her attempt to break through the door, a dozen of Oliver's people emerged from around the corner, each holding a tranquilizer rifle. They waited for their leader to give them permission to fire as Oliver climbed to his feet. "Your people have abandoned you, Dr. Snow. The Waverider is gone, and the resistance on this earth has...other problems to consider at the moment. Nobody is coming for you." It was important to make that point now, before he started the ritual he had prepared for her, as he wanted Caitlin to believe that everything that happened next happened of her own free will. The belief that she had no choice but to be his was something that the ritual would generate, assuming it worked. Oliver had studied carefully under this world's Constantine, but had never actually attempted this particular trick before. Still, he was confident in his abilities.<br/><br/>"You are everything I had hoped you would be, Dr. Snow," he said, unable to stop the small smile that played across his features. His regime had suffered some major setbacks in the last week or so, and while it might never go together the way it had before, he was confident he could rebuild it. And like it or not, his current guest was going to help with that process. "I think we're going to get along just fine."<br/><br/>Those last words had barely left his lips before he gave a faint signal to his men, and several of them opened fire. The darts were powerful enough to knock a metahuman out for an hour or two without any sort of risk, and that was all the time Oliver would need. By the time she woke up again, she would be a different person.