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"Take the bag off her."

A thug would rip a bag off Roscoe's head, revealing the large space of the Coates Academy gym. She was strapped to a chair, and the little boy stood I front of her. Two darting blue eyes looked at her.

"I've always hated gyms" she adjusted her eyes to the brightness, looking around in confusion. "Why'd you bring me here? In fact, why do you even want me? It's not like I'm actually talented at anything other than getting what I want" she was trying not to seem over confident, but she wasn't scared. Scared wasn't a thing that Roscoe Camberei felt. Rosa never felt scared, and she never would.

The boy tilted his head.

"Ugh, he's gonna do it." One of the thugs grumbled to the other. "No kidding, the kid creeps me out."

The boy took a few steps toward Rosa. Then, he poked her in the forehead, then slid a finger over his throat. No, certainly he wasn't saying....

((He has the ability to prevent abilities from being used, and he can take memories away. He's like the Hatian from heroes.))

((Alright))

"Do what? you people are annoying" when he poked her head she just looked at him in disgust. His power affected the brain, so it had little affect on her considering she was brain manipulation. It could block most of her powers, but then again, she was older, mentally stronger, and she had built impenetrable mental barriers to protect her memories. Not even she could access them without undoing her work.

"And don't touch me unless you wanna lose a finger you little twerp" she snapped at him, kicking him hard in the gut.

The boy's face remained blank, which he poked her again. His finger stayed on her forehead, which suddenly Rosa would forget what's previously said.

"Wait, where am I?" she frowned slightly beofre shaking her head. "Don't touch me or you'll lose a finger you twerp" she snapped before realizing she had just said that. She burst into laughter and rolled her eyes. "Your mind games won't work on me, buddy. I'm the master of mind games, you can't mess with my brain" she snarked proudly and kicked at the ground as if bored. "So, am I gonna speak to the boss or something?" she glanced back at the thugs with raised eyebrows. "Or are we gonna have some tea and scones? You know, you guys suck ass at trying to be good kidnappers." she bit her lip and chewed at the skin in exhaustion. While the boy had been able to use his powers on her, she was too strong for his powers to completely work on her. She had no powers because of him, but as soon as he tried to make her forgot something, it would just come back a couple seconds or minutes later.

The boy only shrugged, which he could have said 'we'll see.'

"Great, I'm stuck with a bunch of bratty little kids" she muttered, nervously leaning her head bak. She wasn't scared, she was simply nervous. That was reasonable enough.

The boy studied Rosa with two green eyes. Why did Tibor see such... curiosity in this girl? What sparked his interest in the way she'd simply gained her memory back. He'd have to dig around, try to figure how how he could unravel her bit by bit..

"Ugh." A thug shivers.

"Aww, poor bubby scared of children? God you'd make an awful father" she groaned, stamping her heeled feet down. She had always hated her heigh, loathing taller people. So she simply stole heels and heeled shoes from others, to stand a little bit closer to god.