A plan is made and executed

It took some convincing for Lucy to agree to be the bait. But after seeing how little progress she had really made on her own, she gave in. The rest of that day, she spent working up the courage to go out and be captured on purpose. Meanwhile, her wardrobe selected an outfit for her. Just a pair of jeans and a t-shirt with normal shoes. She needed to look like everything was okay. Going out at night would provide the perfect opportunity for her capture.

So she got dressed, grabbed a small purse that the dove fit itself into and off she went. The entire walk, her clothes hugged her just a little tighter than usual. It felt like the reassuring hold of a partner, not the usual tight hold to show off her body. Along she walked, doing her best to keep the anxiety out of her expression. Ten minutes into her walk, she felt it. The sudden pull of gravity going the wrong way. She tried to resist, not needing to act, but it was useless as her arms were yanked behind her back and her ankled her pulled together. She was left floating in the air when another spell made her lose consciousness.