"Sherri." Lachlan snarled, his voice deadly. "I don't care. So shut up. I'm not going to lay down and roll over. No, if I have to take the slip thing-y from a guard's body, I will. When it comes to my friends, I will do anything, I repeat anything, to get them to safety."
"I agree with Lachlan," Zion said as he steps up to Sherri, a sudden surge of courage coursing through him.
Wolfram looked at her, letting out a growl."I don't care. I'm not letting you die, Bleddyn. I care to much to let that happen."Before she could speak, he looked over at Lachlan."Lets go, now, before we get killed."
"Fine," Sherri said, running towards the door, banging on it, experimentally pressing a few buttons. "See? It doesn't open," she huffed. (I'm trying not to make it too easy, usually people don't just find keys lying on the ground.)
"That's not gonna work." Lachlan hissed, walking into the hall, raising the dart gun, and darting a on-coming guard. He walked up to the unconscious human, checking her over. "Not on this one."
"It doesn't. Use. A. Card," Sherri said. "Buttons. Numbers. Fingerprint? Hey does anyone know who owns this place, cause if we randomly happen to kidnap them, we can use their fingerprint apparently. It opens from the outside too."
"Im still holding you against the wall because you gave me disrespect and I want you to know Im not a pushover. My kids know now to ever disrespect me because they know the consequences. So stop being a little brat and apologize like you mean it."
"Misty, I know you're not a pushover, never does he. Do not touch either of them or I'm pushing you off a bridge. Ergh, not sarcastic, lay off."
Misty waves off River and looks into Tobys eyes, waiting for him to respond. Her face continuously shifting from half wolf to human.
