Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31401828-20170602122803/@comment-30700719-20170912235046

Shidori briskly strode past the cells, skimming over each one. At even a speck of brown, she would stop and focus, to no avail. Meanwhile, Ruth was having the same luck. Some of the prisoners would look up and reach out for help, some would simply roll over. Meanwhile, a squad of armoured guards was advancing down the hall towards Josephine. She cracked her knuckles and brought out a screwdriver-like device. "I thought all prisons had a lights-out curfew," She deftly flicked it upwards into a lightbulb, frying the building's electrical grid. The lights all along the block went out. "Well, well, well. You seem to be in a pickle." Her navy-blue scales turned out to be devastatingly camoflauged in the darkness.