Mistakes Are Being Made, This Is One

Kidnapping a Lorentino is a bad idea, and not just because I am one, but because my family does not do kidnapping well. In fact we handle it exceptionally poorly. - Chronicles of Lorentino

"Where are we?" Rolando's head hurt. He didn't remember how they got from the ship to wherever they were now. It looked like a cell, and he couldn't shift out of it, so anti magical.

"Corporate holding cell, they kidnapped us during the battle." Tvrasia was sitting against the opposite wall from Rolando she looked tired, well as tired as someone without normal eyes could look.

"So our side lost?"

"Well there wasn't 'our' side, but I'm guessing the Rondyne lost yes."

"I'm sorry Tvrasia."

"You aren't at all Rolando, you think we kidnapped you, and your father probably arranged for us to get slaughtered in retribution, save your sorrys." She closed her eyes signifying the end of the conversation. Rolando moved around the cell trying to figure out where the door was. He couldn't find it. Which seemed strange for a prison cell, but he knew there had to be a door, he just didn't see it.

"Hey, hey assholes let me out of here you know this goes badly for you." Rolando started pounding on the wall and Tvrasia tried to ignore it, but failed.

"They can't hear you idiot, but I can, so stop making noise."

"I just want them to know when I kill them it will be glorious."

"Until then try and be quiet for a bit, just try it." Rolando smirked, he could be quiet, up until he was loud, and then, then whoever locked him up, would wish they hadn't.