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[A lot of really strange things have been happening to Nick lately, but he can safely say that somehow getting kidnapped on the walk from his aunt's trailer to his car, without actually seeing anyone or even being aware that he'd been knocked unconscious, was pretty much the last thing he was expecting.

So, of course, it's what apparently happened. At this point, Nick's pretty sure he should just stop not expecting things. As soon as he doesn't expect something, that's when it's going to happen.

He takes a quick stock of the situation - not exactly liking the look of the cell he's ended up in, but at least, for some reason, whoever captured him didn't take the duffelbag full of weapons he'd had with him. A peek in the bag says they're all there, along with his both his Glocks. And a try of the doorknob, which'd been half-hearted at best, because he really hadn't expected it to open, proves to be successful.

See? Never expect things.

His cellphone isn't getting any reception, so Nick shoulders his duffelbag and pulls his gun out from its holster before ducking out into the hallway. If he can manage to sneak his way to a place that gets reception, he can call for Monroe or Hank. Or, better yet, maybe he can just find a way out of here.]

[So, uh, nonhumans, let me know if you don't want Nick to be able to tell that your character isn't human? And also feel free to have any nonhumans be able to sense something strange or dangerous/predatory about Nick!]

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[Nick's response caused him to smirk back.]

Well, that's something you don't hear too often.

It's a popular thing there, these days. First and last names are very out of fashion.

[Even his best friend only has one name.]

Now that's a pity.

[San is most defintely invading personal space to give Nick a comforting pat on the shoulder.]

[Wow, yeah, that is a personal space invasion. Nick's usually the one that does those; he's not used to being on the receiving end. But another than a raised eyebrow and a slight smirk, he doesn't comment on it.]

I've never been much for staying in fashion, anyway.

Neither am I. I take it you're a bit of a rebel as well?

[There was a bit of a mischevious look from the fallen arch-angel and he didn't retract his hand from the other's shoulder.]

[That makes him snort in amusement, for the moment, unconcerned with the continued contact.]

You could say that. I'm probably considered something of a black sheep in my family.

Is that so? It seems we have more in common than I thought. I'm in the same position as you with my... 'family'.

[Excluding him mentioning about the whole chosing to change sides and some minor details.]

[Choosing to change sides wouldn't bother Nick at all. He's pretty much done that, deciding to ally with some of the creatures he's supposed to be hunting. Those other details, though, probably a good thing.]

There's always got to be one, huh? Sometimes it's better than fitting in.

Of course.

[A slight waver in that grin but he reapplies his expression.]

I can see this becoming a beautiful relationship.

[Nick sees that waver. It makes him think, but for the moment, he attributes it to not being entirely happy about being the black sheep. Nick can emphasize. He's not sure he is, either.]

I could, too, if I was planning on staying here long enough.

[It was painful to think back on the past, but at the same time, it infurated him. He contained his composure and finally retracted his hand. Perhaps for a moment as he spoke, the color of his eyes switched to blue.]

I've tried a few ways of getting out, but nothing has worked so far. Its been months since I first arrived.

[Changing eye color isn't exactly new to Nick, especially since he's already aware Sandrath isn't human. But generally it's only at times of heightened emotion, losing control. Then again, given their subject matter...]

Months? That's pretty much the opposite of encouraging.

There are a few who have been here longer than that, and I'm not including the staff.

[He didn't mean to come off as discouraging, but he couldn't help himself. The honest angel half would soon be forced aside by his more darker but confident nature with an annoyed sigh. This was starting to get ridiculous.]

I mean, people are still trying to get out. I can leave you to it or if you want to play investigator, pay attention to the journals.

How many people are there, running this?

[It's almost amusing, that the people who have captured them call themselves 'staff.' Like they're all at a hotel, and the staff are only there to serve.]

Thanks. It probably seems stupid, trying to escape when apparently so many others have failed, but I wouldn't be satisfied if I didn't try.

[He's a lot more subdued about his chances, though, and already starting to adjust his plans from a quick escape to a longer process.]

Not that many, I'm guessing about ten. They only 'show up' if something bad happens.

[His expression had turned to a scowl of sorts. He seemed to be a bit annoyed with something.]

Its nothing, really.

Not surprising.

[Doesn't seem like people who are partly responsible for kidnapping would show up for anything good, really. But then he notices that scowl, and frowns slightly.]

You okay?

I'm fine.

[It was a quick retort as he waved his hand in dismissal and turned away from Nick. At least it gave him a small moment to sense what the other man was.]

Nothing to be concerned about, really.

If you're sure.

[Normally, Nick would consider staying, to make sure he was actually okay, but Nick's a little more pre-occupied with getting back to his escape attempt.]

Thanks again. No offense, but I'm kind of hoping I never see you again, unless it's in the context of both of us getting out of here.

That's what they all say.

[It was a slightly bitter reply, but he continued down the hallway away from Nick.]

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