Ravyn: Manhattan Psychiatric Hospital...Brigette is located in her own cell. It's not padded or anything...after all, the woman's never thrown herself against the walls or anything. Small window on the door...completely internalized room, as in no barred windows or anything. It gets cold in New York, and this isn't a prison...they at least TRY to care for their wards, even if bureacracy gets in the way. People have been excitable since the floor made things so chaotic...guards are on alert.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: (does she know anything about the layout of the building? her schedule of if and when she's moved from this room to another?)

Ravyn: ((Brigitte has an idea...she's given some exercise time every evening, for an hour, as well as three meals a day. Otherwise, she's kept in her room...being criminally sociopathic, she's considered a danger to the other inmates.))

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Bridgette takes a moment to collect her throughts as the memories collide in her head. She grips her mangled blonde locks and lets out a muffled scream, mouth staying closed. She jumps up and presses her face to the window, looking to see who's in view.

Ravyn: The hallway is empty for the moment...the sounds of footsteps walking away can be heard, muffled through the door. It's dark out in the hallway...power outages have been common sense the flood.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She gives a tiny smile, scouring the vacinity for a source of water.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: d10: per+alert: 8,8,9,3,

Ravyn: There's a pipe running along the top of the hallway...a little water dripping from it. That'd be the ticket.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Concentrating on the water, she wills herself to take a mistform.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: d10: stamina: 4,4,

Brigitte Clara Deleon: With a tiny sigh, she keeps watch making sure the coast is still clear before trying again.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: d10: stamina: 4,8,

Ravyn: And mist she turns into, dispersing as her clothes drop to the ground.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: The mist slips under the door as quickly as possible and down the corridor. Making a quick spree for what she feels would be her easiest escape route. Either a door to the outside.. or a window.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: d10: per+alert: 8,5,9,2,

Ravyn: The hallway leads down to a junction point...to the left is the offices of the psychiatrists. To the right, the hallway leads to an eventual door out, a ways down...straight ahead is the hurse's station.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: (does she know what floor she's on? also i'm assuming there's a staircase by the elevator.. to be used in the event of a fire?)

Ravyn: ((She's on the second floor, and yes.))

Brigitte Clara Deleon: The mist makes a spree to get in the stairwell.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: d10: dex+ath: 6,1,7,10,

Ravyn: She makes it as fas as the staircase, slipping under, and midway down before she reverts back to a very naked little psychotic.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: The naked little psychotic runs down the rest of the way. Once she's to the door of the ground floor, she stops to think. (any water in the stairwell? or a window on the door?)

Ravyn: ((Mistform doesn't require water being near. That's only Summon Water.))

Brigitte Clara Deleon: (ah! Awesome!) She concentrates again on going to mist and slipping under the door.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: d10: : 6,7,

Ravyn: And out of the door she slips, onto the main floor. She knows, from this point, the way to the exit onto the grounds for exercise.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: The mist makes a mad dash, desparate to get outside.

Ravyn: ((Roll Per+Alertness))

Brigitte Clara Deleon: d10: : 2,2,3,7,

Ravyn: She hears it as she runs for the corner...footsteps coming around. One of the guards, more then likely.

Ravyn: She hears it as she runs for the corner...footsteps coming around. One of the guards, more then likely.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She continues her sprint for the door. No turning back now. She's come too far.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: d10: dex+ath: 4,8,3,10,

Ravyn: A confused sound comes from the hallway as she runs for it...indeed, a guard stands there as she rounds the corner, very much wide-eyed at the large, collected cloud of mist rushes by her. He just kind of...stares at it as it runs along, sliping around the cracks of the door and out into the night.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Once outside, she dashes away from where she thinks people might be congregated. Not concerning herself with gates or vegetation. Have to get away.. Anywhere for now.

Ravyn: The grounds are easy enough to escape...they aren't exactly built to hold mist, after all. She gets just outside the gates when she finds herself dropping suddenly back into human form.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Once outside the grounds, she no longer bothers. She books her naked crazy butt down the sidewalk, shameless and fleeing for.. anywhere but here.

Ravyn: She makes it a good distance down the road, before a car approaches, toward the hospital. It slows as it comes up, a single man in the driver's seat...one of the guards.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Concentrating on the car in passing, she attempts touse the fluids in the car to create a distraction. Still booking away from the car toward a narrow alley if she can find one.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: d10: : 3,9,

Ravyn: And there it is...the mist rises up from the hood, and the car comes to a halt. The man gets out of the car and looks at it, confused, then looks over to the fleeing woman. "Shit..." He starts to try and move off, chasing after.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: Rounding a corner, she attempts to take mist form

Brigitte Clara Deleon: d10: : 6,3,

Brigitte Clara Deleon: When she does, she floats to the top of the building. She can camp out until he leaves.

Ravyn: He comes up to the corner and flicks his flashlight on, looking around. A frown, and swearing under his breath, as he pulls his walkie-talkie. "Hello? This is Cruise...I've got an escapee, I think."

Brigitte Clara Deleon: The mist flees to the next building, making her way away from the area.

Ravyn: She easily makes her way along, the voice of the guard fading off into the night.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She floats along the rooftops, taking her time to occasionally take mistform when necessary. She aims for the downtown area.

Ravyn: Easily enough done...it's a cold night, and crossing the little amount of the bay she needs is easy. Eventually, she makes it to downtown.

Ravyn: She easily makes her way along, the voice of the guard fading off into the night.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: She floats along the rooftops, taking her time to occasionally take mistform when necessary. She aims for the downtown area.

Ravyn: Easily enough done...it's a cold night, and crossing the little amount of the bay she needs is easy. Eventually, she makes it to downtown.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: (she's aiming to go to where eli left the rental car he was driving. the only thing he had was a duffle bag of clothes, as he sold everything else. has it been towed since the kill?)

Ravyn: ((That depends...this is all happening the same night, right?))

Brigitte Clara Deleon: (i was assuming. unless you were making the call that it takes a while to cope and be able to take action and whatnot.)

Ravyn: ((Do me a favor. Roll WP, contested by Brigette's WP. I'm going to say two rolls a "day," and five successes is when you have complete enough control. Sound good?))

Brigitte Clara Deleon: (sure.)

Brigitte Clara Deleon: d10: : 3,4,7,2,10,

Brigitte Clara Deleon: d10: : 8,6,2,8,9,

Ravyn: d10: WP: 6,10,3,10,

Ravyn: d10: WP: 2,2,3,7,

Brigitte Clara Deleon: d10: : 9,1,1,5,3,

Brigitte Clara Deleon: d10: : 5,3,6,3,5,

Ravyn: ((So, off the first day, two successes net.))

Ravyn: d10: WP: 7,10,3,7,

Ravyn: d10: WP: 10,1,2,4,

Brigitte Clara Deleon: (is it diff 8?)

Ravyn: ((And it evens out on day two. Revised rules on botches...gotta love 'em.))

Ravyn: ((Sorry, three successes. Missed on on that first day; it makes it 1 net success for the two days.))

Brigitte Clara Deleon: d10: : 10,8,6,3,9,

Brigitte Clara Deleon: d10: : 8,6,6,7,8,

Ravyn: d10: WP: 6,8,8,5,

Ravyn: d10: WP: 2,1,4,9,

Ravyn: And on day three, Brigette is totally subsumed.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: (alright. and what date was that.. i can check icq logs..)

Ravyn: ((That would be November 14th))

Brigitte Clara Deleon: (awesome) Brigette will mist her way to the rental car and bust out the window, acquiring the duffle bag of clothes. Slipping them on, she probably looks ridiculous.. with the pants being a good eight inches too long.. but at least she won't get picked up for public nudity.

Ravyn: Which is all easily done.

Brigitte Clara Deleon: ((*hugs* thanks rav))

Ravyn: ((Happy to do so. This...will be interesting. *EG*))