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╭──╯. . 𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚜, 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐. .╰──╮
If she isn't to die now, Wren Sterling is sure she would by the hand of her mother if she ever catches wind of this.
Wren's eyes are closed. In and out. In and out. She tries to focus on it. She tries to focus on the words and on her lungs expanding and contracting. She tries to level her breathing and it would be a hell of a lot easier if she didn't have some wank holding her wrists like this and if Maddy would shut the hell up.
"We should take them to the professor." One of the guards says, and Wren's face tightens slightly when she feels Maddy's body shift next to her.
"Who the fuck is the professor?"
Wren lets out a small breath "Shut the hell up."
"Alright, fine, jesus christ.."
"Come on, this way." The guard says, now speaking to the trio "There's someone who'd want to meet you."
Yeah. Diana Sterling will have her daughter's head on a pike if she ever learns of the fact she's gotten kidnapped on her first-ever space adventure. But Wren tries to focus on the view instead of the panic & annoyance & other flurry of emotions that are coming and going too fast for her to name.
"alright before I felt like we were in Star Wars but now it's like we're in Harry Potter," Finn says quietly enough that only Wren and Maddy can hear him.
He's right. The hallway they had been in a few moments ago was white & pristine. Hideously minimalistic. But this chamber the guards were taking them through was constructed with old wood and exposed brick. Stained glass windows let a kaleidoscope of colour seep through onto the floor and there were work benches littered with wilting papers & what looked like timeworn potion bottles. If Wren tried hard enough, she's sure she'd hear the beginning of Hedwig's Theme playing softly in the background.
The guards - and thus Wren, Maddy and Finn - stop abruptly in front of a large desk. Wren peeks around one of the guards shoulders - Tobey, she thinks. Her eyes squint involuntarily as she shifts a tiny bit closer and sees a silhouette sitting there, hunched over. Wren presumes it's 'The Professor'.
The man sighs, seemingly aware of the presence behind him, and in a rough gravely voice asks "What do you want?"
The lead guard steps forward an inch "Professor, we found these three trespassing."
"And you brought them here why?"
"The boy knocked out Stanley, sir, and well.. I think they're human." He pauses, swallowing thickly "Pure human"
