We Are Our Avatars IX: Act V: The Sabotage of the Scandolous Saurian Scoundrels (Open)
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<color=brown>"Are you seriously trying to be impertinent with me by being sarcastic? In my experience, a crazy person at least has some logic behind him. And there's no one that's beyond helping. A mentally impaired person follows their own logic, the catch is understanding it. The unfortunate part is people are mostly considered sane, so understanding them is nigh impossible. It's only until you dive into their heads and work with them do you actually understand them. And a jail cell is going to do next to nothing in the aid of that endeavor. One of my sisters works with mind analysis and an excellent teacher, I'm sure she'd be fine with diving into his."
Húriel sneaked along the wall, careful not to actually slide against it as that would cause quite a bit of noise. She controlled her breathing, holding it when the guards were silent and only taking breath while they were talking.
OoC: Is this the same room that the cells are in?
OoC: Is this the same room that the cells are in?
"Hmm?" Sophia looked up from the brochure, looking to Winona. "But didn't you say that you were going to the sauna, I do terrible in hot spots like that." She said as her gaze slowly shifted to Gwen and EMily's direction. "And... I don't know how comfortable I am with, uh." Sophia paused as she cleared her throat. "Well, you know."
As Sophia addressed the sisters, the receptionist drew his attention back to them, as no one else had entered the spa quite yet. [color=Swave Spa Staffer Scoring Sweet money]"I am terribly sorry to interrupt, but if it is accommodations that are a problem, all you must do is ask. Our facility has many outlets as to which we might assist in easing any worries our guests have away. All you need do is ask."[/color] He added, partially to Matilda, as well as Sophia.
As Sophia addressed the sisters, the receptionist drew his attention back to them, as no one else had entered the spa quite yet. [color=Swave Spa Staffer Scoring Sweet money]"I am terribly sorry to interrupt, but if it is accommodations that are a problem, all you must do is ask. Our facility has many outlets as to which we might assist in easing any worries our guests have away. All you need do is ask."[/color] He added, partially to Matilda, as well as Sophia.
"Yeah, and that's what we got shrinks for, you know, those guys at asylums whose jobs it is to try, and get 'em better, those guys who spent eight years studying psychiatry, those guys who actually got a diploma, and legally able to treat the crazies! That's why we got a psych eval for him before the court date! Now run along, and leave this to the trained professionals, missy." he said waving rather dismissively for her to get out.
Huriel would see that there was a door to her right, it was a thick iron door, meaning that it was probably the door to the cells. It was very locked at the moment.
Huriel would see that there was a door to her right, it was a thick iron door, meaning that it was probably the door to the cells. It was very locked at the moment.
Húriel crouched down and peered into the key-hole. If the lock seemed simple, she would bring out a lockpicking set from a belt pouch and attempt to open the door. Otherwise, she would step back and look for a place to hide until she had a better opportunity.
Húriel had a go at the lock, giving herself a minute to pick it...
With time running out, and the lock still holding fast, Húriel decided to abort. She stuffed the lockpicks back in their pouch, and headed for any available hiding spot.
Gonna do a diceroll to see if it succeeds. 15, total success. Doing my dice roll in chat, here goes...
9. Well, failure and not getting caught is alright.
9. Well, failure and not getting caught is alright.
With time running out, and the lock still holding fast, Húriel decided to abort. She stuffed the lockpicks back in their pouch, and headed for any available hiding spot.
The sounds of the guards voices could be heard, this time they were having a conversation about how they never have any quality tea in the break room. Huriel would see that there was a corner where theoretically she couldn't be seen in a shadow.
The guards walked right past Huriel, and opened up the door, and took up their posts in the room. One at the right of the door that was opened, and the other one was posted at the opposite wall of the room, they were both looking towards the other ends of the room as to not have any blind spots.
<color=brown>"My name is Sara Mason, not 'missy.' Mentally impaired people are not called 'crazies'. And psychiatrists with diplomas are not meant to be called 'shrinks'. And I spent my whole life as a scientist, which I suppose that doesn't mean 'professional' at all in this society." She moved on and turned her back. In a rare moment she gave a stinger. <color=brown>"And I see you're not doing your job professionally, Officer, by calling people by such crass names. Hmph!" And she moved on elsewhere.
Joel left the cells to retrieve his arm, and reattached it while Sara tried talking with the police.
Húriel stepped back to the door gingerly, and a short glance in made her certain she couldn't just sneak past these guards. Yet I still need to get past them. I could probably take them out quietly. One well-aimed knife and a punch to the head and they're out. Perhaps if I close the door behind me, they wont be noticed. I'll have to move quickly after that though, and find another way out...
OoC: @Slenn: The guard is kinda right though, being a scientist in physics doesn't really give one a say in matters of psychology, or law for that matter.
OoC: @Slenn: The guard is kinda right though, being a scientist in physics doesn't really give one a say in matters of psychology, or law for that matter.
Neither of the guards noticed Huriel peeking in, but the guard stationed said "You ever feel like somebody is watching you? Like out of the corner of your eye?"
"Nope. I'm not paranoid like you."
"I don't know, man. There's something going on around here, what with the crazy guy, and the people from the other dimensions here... I think that I'm going to check outside the door just in case." He said walking towards the door.
"Nope. I'm not paranoid like you."
"I don't know, man. There's something going on around here, what with the crazy guy, and the people from the other dimensions here... I think that I'm going to check outside the door just in case." He said walking towards the door.
Húriel pressed herself flat against the wall, drawing out a throwing knife. When the guard walked through the door, Húriel stretched her arm out and struck his throat with the side of her hand. Continuing the movement, she stepped out in front of him and threw the knife past him towards the head of the other guard. The throw was hard, but carefully measured so that the blunt end would strike the guard.
Húriel dragged the closest guard into the room, then closed the door behind her. She retrieved her knife, taking the opportunity to check the guards for keys to the cells. She then jogged over to Darkan and crouched down by the lock, trying to open it with any keys she found, or otherwise pick the lock. "[small]Alright, I want you to stick close and try to stay quiet. We have to leave through some other way than the main door, and then find somewhere to hole up. If we can get out of here unseen, then maybe it'll take a while for them to notice we're gone.[/small]"