This is the Place. (Mal/Open)

[Malcomb Warhazzard]

Mal's body would do it's damnedest to wriggle free of the metal-armed brute only to find itself pinned completely to the ground. Meanwhile Mal's vision would only seem to intensify.

{vision}
There were hypodermic needles in each hand of the masked person, both were injected into each of Mal's arms. No sooner did they pierce the skin than did needles start to come out of the mask, the walls and the table that Mal was laying on. He could barely glimpse around amid the thrashing about, but there seemed to be vats of liquid, varying in color, and tons of machinations that Mal had no idea what they did.
{/vision}
Got...to...get...free!!!

[Novocaine]

"Uhuh." she'd say, obviously skeptical of his claim.

"Now we just let him get through this. Probably make sure he doesn't suffocate on his own spit. Should only be a few minutes." Nova would shrug, placing the boy's head on her lap so he wasn't banging his head around.

"There there, buddy. Come back to us."

[Donovan]

Donovan sighed but would otherwise pin the lad and held him still. All this struggling didn't even register to the boys metal arm.

[Malcomb Warhazzard]

Malcomb had reached his mental limit. His body would collapse where it lie and he would be unconscious from the bout. If Nova and Donovan attempted to wake him it would not work in any natural way.

[Novocaine]

"Well. He's knocked out." Nova would laugh.

"Either take him to an infirmary or knock the lights back into his head."

She's just joking about the latter.

[Donovan]

"Ok."

Donovan back hands Mal in the face!

[Malcomb Warhazzard]

Donovan would see an immediate bruise in the shape of a misshapen circle appear on Mal's face. Toward the outer edge of the bruise a light trickling of blood would appear. Mal's body would react to the force applied, but he would remain unconscious.

[Novocaine]

"Well, I guess you don't have the magic touch." Nova gives a dramatic sigh.

[Donovan]

"Hmph. Oh well. I shall take him to the infirmary then."

With that Donovan would grab the man by the shirt and start to drag him away before stopping.

"Will I see you again?"

Donovan asked Nova.

[Novocaine]

Nova would stand up and cock a hip.

"I'm going to be around here for a while, so I'd say most likely." she'd wink.

[Donovan]

Donovan would smile and nod, then he would continue to drag the man to the infirmary!

[End]