Kate felt thoroughly sick. After being frozen through and through, and all her heat had been showered down with ice, she was dizzy, weak and just a bit nauseous; much like a normal human would feel if they had a fever.  She blinked once.  Twice.  And then after the third time, things started to clear up.<br/><br/>"It's a light thaw, right? You didn't freeze her main blood vessels right?" she heard a voice. Everything sounded warped and echoed in her ears.<br/><br/>"Yes," another said. Katerina let out a pained groan. She felt uncomfortable, she was freezing, her jaw was chattering and not to mention the fact that she was a hostage to the Armenian forces. Apparently, whoever was there, noticed this.<br/><br/>"Hey, girl... Girl! Get up, your ride is there,â€ the first voice called, poking her in the face and patting her cheek.  The girl found herself growing even more annoyed, but her face was still frozen into one of blankness and chill, staring at the ceiling.<br/>â€œYou can't use your power for now for safety reasons.â€<span style="font-style: italic">Bullshit</span>.  â€œYou should go there and climb into the cargo bay of that Carrier over there," the man droned on, and she assumed he was pointing in a direction. Her eyes followed him, but snapped back up. She said nothing. She was too cold to even think much.<br/><br/>"We won't have to use force, will we?" He continued and Kate closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, but instead just achieving the exact opposite. She jolted up from where she was lying so quickly, that it was almost like a switch got flipped and someone turned her back on.<br/>She snapped her head to the man that was talking to her and narrowed her eyes at him in hostility. She continued to remain silent as she stood up on her legs. They felt rusty and numb, but she managed to stand with barely any stumbling. Continuing to glare up at the man in front of her she tilted her head to the side, her jaw twitching a bit as her teeth chattered.<br/><br/>â€œ<span style="font-style: italic">Force?</span>â€ Kate repeated aggressively, her voice coming out in a hoarse and raspy whisper, her eyes glaring daggers at him, but the glow from them gone as was her Esper ability, temporarily. â€œNot<span style="font-style: italic">yet</span>, no,â€ she continued slowly, her tone sharp and hostile.  â€œBut if you ever poke me again, or even so much as<span style="font-style: italic">touch</span>me, I will bite your fucking fingers off, feed them to my dog back in Manchester, pour salt on the nubs on your hands and then<span style="font-style: italic">set your ass on fire.</span>Hope we're clear.â€ Raising an eyebrow at him she sported a smirk, but it vanished just as soon as it came, once she turned around to face the other guy.<br/><br/>â€œAnd<span style="font-style: italic">you</span>â€¦ you really shouldnâ€™t have done that,â€ the angry girl growled, letting out a low humourless chuckle and getting right in his personal bubble.  â€œ<span style="font-style: italic">You</span>, mateâ€¦ You just find someplace heatproof to hide, because when I get my powers back, youâ€™re the first one Iâ€™m coming after.â€ She gave him a withering look, scoffing<span style="font-style: italic">â€œAsshole,â€</span>and a bunch of other swear words, before pushing past him, ramming her shoulder into his armâ€”it was about as far up as her shoulder could reachâ€”and storming in the direction of the carrier.