<div style="text-align: center"><b>Paradise City, USA - Alpha</b>​</div><a class="link link--internal" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/threads/118819/#post-2937776">
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</a><br/><br/>"Ha! You think I care?" The last attacker releases Alpha's hair and grabs his rifle with both hands, pointing it at Sei. "Do whatever you want. I blow her away, then you, then everyone else in the room. Why don't<i>you</i>back off?"<br/><br/>While he talks, Alpha twists her wrists, testing the zip-ties. They're obviously designed to hold someone, tougher than the ones used to bind groceries or other household supplies, but they probably weren't designed with superheroes in mind. Having her hands behind her back would make it a challenge, but Alpha thought she could break these. Working her wrists, she maneuvers the tie's lock - its weak point - to a position above where her wrists met.<br/><br/>"I<i>mean</i>it," the man growls as Sei cuts through her hostage's belt. He glances behind him, where he thinks the door should be, but the smoke makes it difficult to tell. "I'll do it. Last chance."<br/><br/>Alpha rises to her knees and, in one sudden, snapping motion, arches her back and tries to yank her arms apart, straining the zip-tie's lock against her back. Shots of pain run up her arms to her wrists, but the zip-tie holds. Gritting her teeth behind her mouthpiece, she bends back and prepares to try again.<br/><br/>"I - I'll - " The man hesitates a second longer, then drops the rifle. "I'm done, alright! I give up. Just - I'll - I'll go quietly." He drops to his knees, putting his hands on the back of his head with a weary sigh.<br/><br/><span style="font-size: 10px">"So much for paying off my student loans,"</span>he mutters bitterly. Beside him, Alpha finally snaps the zip-ties with a grunt of exertion and pain. Rolling over into a sitting position, she flexes her wrists and looks up at Sei. Immediately, she jumps to her feet, taking a couple steps backward and bringing her arms up in a guarded position.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">"What the hell are <i>you</i> doing here?"</span>she asks suspiciously.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(250, 197, 28)">"You're obviously not with them. So what? Do your employers want me, too? Or are you just here to kill me?"</span>