Break out.

Sighing, Terra plopped onto the chair, sighing. Blackfire basically collapsed onto the floor, laying on her back and panting. Jinx, obviously trying to establish herself as the one in charge of the trio, remained standing, though she looked exhausted. Her pink hair was all over the place.

"Well, you arranged our breakout flawlessly, sir," she began respectfully. "However there were...complications that simply weren't foreseen." Scoffing from the floor, Blackfire shook her head. "Don't try to make it sound like some bizarre accident happened!" the alien snapped. "You jinxed the explosive charge!" I see...so they were programmed to believe I sprung them from jail. They seemed to have a great deal of respect for me...well, most of them. Blackfire had a bit of a tongue on her.

Grunting, Terra pulled off the dangling arm wraps. "It was your fault, Blackfire. Your distraction could have been something less...I dunno...fucked up," the blonde muttered. Blackfire lifted her head. "What is a better distraction then going down on Jinx? And did or did not all the guards stop paying attention to anything but the two of us, letting you set the charge?"

Jinx's cheeks turned red. "Yes...well..." she sputtered. "The escape was a bit rough, but we did it and we're sure we weren't followed. So..."