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[sarcaskick]

[ It's impossible to tell what's going on at first - the video feed seems to be whirling about rapidly, the audio picking up nothing but the sound of rushing air. The motion stops briefly as a hand darts into view, only to begin the process anew - anyone sharp enough to figure it out will realize the person on the other end is literally tossing their video phone up into the air repeatedly, catching it just to toss it again. It's after about thirty seconds of this that it finally stops entirely, giving a view of nothing but a pair of boots... boots which seem to have some weapon-like attachments.

A long, melodramatic sigh... ]

Well! This is a pain, isn't it.

[ A brief flip of the videophone reveals Mercury's face, wearing a relatively unfazed smirk. ]

Don't waste your breath explaining what's going on - I've done my homework. I guess all I have to say is that you can call me Mercury, and... let's all get along, mmkay?

[ There's a widening of his smirk into a grin, and it's hard to tell whether he's being mocking or genuine in his greeting. ]

--Ah, and if I'm not mistaken, I think I even sort of know some of you. Lucky me! Us trainees gotta stick together.

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[deadly_belladonna]

[Well that sarcasm she can understand and relate to. Despite friends, she hates that she's not back home and breaking Torchwick's neck or fulfilling their plan at becoming the youngest Huntresses at Beacon since there was something looming overhead. She doesn't know what, she just knows it's there.]

I do wish there was a bit of a sense of urgency about trying to escape. Finding out that so many of us are from different times, that life still goes out without the us now, I think it's halted the urgency of returning.

[sarcaskick]

If this is someone's grand scheme, they're pulling it off beautifully. Who would want to escape a prison with so many amenities?

I tip my hat to our abductors - they know how to keep their victims in place. Does anyone have any idea why we're all here, yet?

[deadly_belladonna]

As true as that is, I think more so it's that initial fear of becoming idle. After a while, you feel bored so you look for excuses to not be bored. Then it just falls in to a routine.

[Tries thinking on that and can only give a shrug.] Not that I know of. I haven't finished my research though. A friend and myself were going to do a sweep of the books to see if there's any indication or hidden text that might explain at least something about this place.

[sarcaskick]

That doesn't bode well for me - like I said. I bore easily.

[ A sigh, hands resting in his pockets. ] I'll have to find some fun of my own, I guess. If nothing else, I'll hit the streets and see what I can find out. Not all learning comes from books.

[deadly_belladonna]

I guess I'll leave that to you then. If you do find something of interest, would it be asking too much to let me know for my own documentation?

[sarcaskick]

Wellllllll... you did blindside me with offers of lodging and money right out of your pocket, so I guess I could be convinced to cooperate.

[deadly_belladonna]

[Glances over at him with a quirked brow.] Hopefully there's no need for more convincing. I'm not sure what else I have to offer.

[sarcaskick]

The clothes off your back? A lifetime of servitude? An invitation to your next slumber party?

[deadly_belladonna]

[With somewhere between a chuckle and scoff she lists off on her fingers.]

One, no. Then I'd have no clothes for myself and that would be awkward for everyone.

Two, a little extreme and not happening.

Three, we don't actually have those unless you happen to call living together a giant slumber party.

[sarcaskick]

[ A sigh as if disappointed, before shrugging his shoulders. ]

Then I guess I'll just have to accept your terms as-is.