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"No, no I didn't!" She fought a grimace at the shackles; they were bulky and rusted and looked, for a lack of a better word, uncomfortable. "Damn, that's not iron, is it?"
"Well, it ain't silver," he chuckled weakly. It'd bend if it was. He hated this. "Feels like iron." He looked at her properly. "...You don't look so good."
No problem! *fades from sight*
Jack blinks, watching the spot they disappeared from. "...Bye," he says quietly, attempting to get to his feet and find his staff to clear out.
"Yeah give me a moment." She checks them out seeing how to get him out the safest way. Her index finger starts to glow. Slowly she drags her finger across the cuffs. When done she pulls at them and they come of with a popping sound. "There."
Slumping, Jack holds his wrists, barely managing to slide right onto the floor before he fell over clumsily, exhausted. He laughed weakly. "Haaa... that feels better. Thanks."
In the dark, Brunnie could make out a small on the far side of the warehouse. She hurried over to it, and she nearly made the mistake of trying to run through the wall; the iron screws sparked and growled blue lightning at her, promising pain. She quickly whipped around to retrieve a large but plastic bucket, and used it to push the door open. She darted in, coughing. "Jack!"
Relieved, he smiled weakly over at her. "Hey," he greeted quietly. "Uh. I'm. I'm kinda in a bit of trouble, here. Do you see any bolt cutters around, by any chance?"
*steps back and dusts hands* there you go! All free!
[He flops sideways, smiling a little and rubbing his wrists.]
Man, my arms are tired. Thanks, I needed that.
"What do you me-? Why are you chained up in a warehouse by the lake?!" She says. Tapping the bottle she dims the light down as she gets closer to him. Once there she kneels down and looks at the chains. "Who did this to you?..."
"I don't know," he admitted with a forced laugh, fingers curling around the chains. He couldn't freeze them himself. "Magic," he guessed simply. "Could you. Break them. Anything?"
((Ok XD)) * Walks towards the chains and inspects them* *Reaches out a hand and does a little spell-thing-I-need-a-name-for* Careful of your eyes! *the chains flash and begin to crumble*
[He shuts his eyes, turning his face away from the light. He strains as the chains start to give way before he drops forward with a groan.]
*she looks at him confused* I...didn't?
Good. This isn't funny. It's uncomfortable.
