"We could nail her down to something," Raveve said. "Rather effective at lowering her rate of escaping and it won't cause too much harm to her... though it may be painful." He paused. "If we don't have hammer and nails, we could use staples. Those might work as well. Or..." He snapped his fingers, summoning a small flame. "We could burn her."
He seemed to relish saying the last sentence. He sat up straighter as he said those words, eyes gleaming feverishly. What a weirdo.
(Eep. Really? xD)
"OH! I was reading this book called the Bi.. I can't remember, but.."
He went to a random door, and by miraculous plot devices, pulled out a wooden cross twice the size of Picassa, and hammer and nails.
He looked at Raveve and grinned cutely.
Raveve looked at the cross, looked at Picassa, and grinned behind his mask. "Well," he said. "That's a rather good idea. Let's try it." He took a hammer and opened the cell door.
It swung open with a melodramatic creak.
"I can hear them talking." Her eyes were narrow at the sounds of their voices, listening to the torturous plans they had in store for her. It seemed... that she would have to lie to them or endure pain.
The situation seemed to be hopeless... until she felt the marbles under her scarf. It was funny, she thought Picassa had been the sick dog he was to remove them.
Still, there underneath that bit of cloth was hope.
"Oh baaa~aabe!"
Picassa kicked open the door after Raveve, and carried in a cross. "We're going to strip you down, nail you to a cross, and charge twenty bucks a view. Mmkay?"
Raveve rummaged for nails, and rubbed them between his fingers. He strode forward and said, "Where do you want us to start? Since we're so kind and noble like you are, we'll give you that decision. After all, we're not total beasts, are we?"
(That was wrong, insult everything about Kitata, ha. Mex you're hilariously funny. Gotta love Picassa.)
She flinches as she quickly tried to draw back, her face covered with dirt as she pulled her hand under her scarf. There she pulled out the only hope she had, it was her last marble.
"N-no way in hell.."
Thats when she threw it across the room, it a smoke bomb.
Raveve screeched as the smoke filled the room, partially because of the fact that the smoke bomb had glanced off his eye. The dwarf stumbled back, blinking rapidly. Damn that Keron--! He whipped around, hammer still in hand, and took a step forward.
Unfortunately, he had dropped the nails when Kitata had thrown the smoke bombs, so he shouted in pain as he happened to step on a stray nail. He gritted his teeth as he carefully made his way back to the wall, trying his best not to step on another--
"OW!" he shrieked, jerking up his other foot.
--nail.
Picassa got an annoyed look, and dropped the cross. He immediately ran back, and slammed shut the door. "Well, I'm glad it wasn't that bad."
Kitata tried to explode with all her might, but her eyes went wide as Picassa got to the door first. She stood there and cried out as her leg again gave a tremendous pain.
She wasn't going anywhere, no matter how many attempts.