<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote from: OOC</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Sorry for the wait.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://united-metal.ru/uploads/posts/2010-09/1283423638_otep-discography-download-5.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Lady Anarchy<br/><strong>Location:</strong>New York<br/><strong>Whereabouts:</strong>Rikers Island Mutant Cell<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>In char pic<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mystique, Spiral, Silver Samurai, Toad, and Pyro - Everyone<br/><hr/><br/>Lady Anarchy's cell was at the far end of the hallway, as far away as they could manage from Pyro as possible. It was almost funny actually, just how delicate her "cell" was compared to the others and yet how complete it worked. It almost looked like a cell for a normal prisoners above with only two editions. Strange glyphs and symbols were drawn everywhere with what looked like a sharpie, and around the end there was a thin trough of lit oil. Such a small fire that it wasn't even producing any smoke, it actually made the cell smell rather nice.<br/><br/>So if the powers listed on the records for Lady Anarchy were right, how was she being kept in her cell? Wearing what seemed to be a white cloak and veil, she doesn't talk at first - her first sign of being conscious is when she looks Raven right in the eyes in an instant.<br/><br/>"<strong>There's nothing noble about your cause, Mystique. Yet.</strong>" she speaks, without Judgement. Actually she gives a gentle smirk, of someone that's also in on a joke. She doesn't get up, she doesn't seem to be able to do anything but stay on her knees - but for a moment it looks like she has 4 wings of golden light trying to unfurl themselves, gone before they can really be said to be there.<br/><br/>"<strong>Though I think before you free me you decide something. Your organization is called the Brotherhood of Mutants, correct? I'm not a mutant, Mystique.</strong>" she lays out simple as a halo starts to form around her head - but it too is snuffed out like a candle flame before it can really start.<br/><br/>"<strong>I'm the <em>Angel</em> of Mutants. Or closest to it anyway. A can help you of course, but I'm not sure I'm qualified to join properly.</strong>" she smirks again.<br/><br/>"<strong>Tell Pyro that there's Fire in my Cell. It's Magic, I'm in an Angel Trap. They've taken a lot of care to make sure he doesn't know about it, but I believe in him. Just smudge a few glyphs and tell him to put out the flames and I can take care of the rest.<br/><br/>Oh, and for Toad - tell him he needs practice, but keep singing. I'm liking the emotional vibes I'm getting over here.</strong>" she adds again.