Uriah listened to the tirade that came from his toy's mouth, such disgusting words coming from those lips. He snarled and resisted the urge to hit him again. No, he couldn't all himself to succumb to such Human antics. He would thoroughly punish the male and then they would try this again. He wanted to hear the male beg for forgiveness and he knew that he would give the male just that. But his toy was very stubborn; it irked him how stubborn the male was. However, that spunk was what he loved about his toy. If he had submitted so easily to him in the beginning, he would have moved on to the escapees' leader, Tristan.<br/><br/>That Human was fierier than Cody, but he had not the patience to break him. Tristan would take years to break and he did not want to wait that long. Cody, on the other hand, would easily break within a few months. Unless he tried to escape once more, but that was why he was here in the first place. He was here to remind his toy that there was no way of escaping. There was no way that they would escape the enslavement of the Human race. The Magi were all powerful beings and they would not be denied.<br/><br/>Sneering, he grabbed a chunk of his toy's hair, yanking his head back. "How dare you speak to your Master in such a foul manner? Should I sew your lips shut out cut out your tongue," he hissed out. He felt his toy stiffen and he grinned cruelly. "You will not say such filth in my presence, do you understand?" He dropped the male, beginning to pace once more, his hands running through his white locks of hair, his silver eyes shimmering in thought. He thought of all the possible actions he could take at this point.<br/><br/>Since his toy was not being nice, he took hold of the crop whip on the wall, walking behind the male, he allowed the leather tip to trail down his toy's back. With a flick of the wrist, the loud pop of the crop hitting skin echoed throughout the room. He grinned at the hiss that left his toy, this was only the beginning of the torture he would give. He was a merciless male, one of the worst ones at the Institution. "I hope you are prepared for this for the nest time to defy me, it will be much worse."<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>Tristan let out a sigh as he thought through that he could do for his group. He picked out all of their strengths and weaknesses. The one person he worried about the most was Winoa. She was blind therefore at an extreme disadvantage. If he put them all in pairs, she would have to stick with him. He was more than capable than fending off the Drones for the both of them. He flexed his arms against the restraints on his wrist. He wanted these damned things off. He let out a low curse as he leaned back against the wall, staring up at the ceiling of the holding cell.<br/><br/>Where had they gone wrong the first time? The explosives had proved to be excellent and they had all made a break for it. Were they too scattered as a whole? If they were in pairs, there was a better chance that they would be able to escape. Biting the inside of his cheek, he thought long and hard, knowing that everyone was relying on him. He would think of something clever and fast.<br/><br/>The Drones meticulously walked by the holding cell, their expressionless faces staring at them before moving on. He could hear their muttered words, talking about experimentation. He needed to get everyone out of there before he could allow that to happen. He looked at the group and let out a sigh. "I won't lie, I don't have a solid plan but this is how things are going down." He lowered his voice so only the group around him could hear. "We will split into pairs and when the Drones come to open the door, I'll take out the first couple of them. I want you all to run with your partner and don't look back. If I don't make it you all keep running, understand?"<br/><br/>The group slowly nodded and he slowly settled down telling everyone their pairings. "Winoa, you're with me." He began to shuffle around the holding cell, before he found a sharp object. "Cut the ties around your ankles then your hands. I'll be the last." He moved to sit down by Winoa, though not too close. He didn't want to freak her out of anything. "It looks like we'll be sticking together. You don't mind right?"