@mythosisms for a plotted starter || Prison Break
" This is horseshit! " Words ( not the first since her capture ) were directed to none in particular, padded walls quick to dampen the sound as they ripped free from the small woman in a snarl. " I didn't do anything wrong! " Partial Truth. Morally, Ruby HADN'T done anything wrong when she'd interfered with a patient transfer, or that's what it was on paper; the hospital was legally obligated to contact authorities when pathogens for lycanthropy were found in a person's blood, as the disease was highly infectious to humans.
The reality of the situation was of a much darker variety, where instead of being treated at a state run facility, they were captured and contained. Shackled in silver, which negated all preternatural powers acquired with the shift and in most cases, stopped the shift itself. Used as test subjects in a variety of experiments. Everyone feared such facilities, stories told in a similar fashion as the boogeyman that lurked around every corner, though a clear warning was found within; do not get caught, as there is no escape.
And Ruby now found herself contained within such a place, all because her body had acted before her mind could process who the people were that she assaulted. Had scented fear and the subtle musk of wolf as she approached the entrance to the hospital, watched as armed guards escorted a stretcher towards an ambulance, and took off without a second thought to her own safety. Barreled into one guard, caused him to topple over as small fingers were swift to disarm him; utilized the butt of the gun in hand to smash upwards into the chin of the other, where a leg then kicked out to break a kneecap. Oblivious that the first guard had pulled a tranq dart from a pocket, only reacting to smash him in the face with a foot as it was stabbed into her upper thigh.
Whatever cocktail of drugs used was effective -- almost immediately did blackness begin to invade her consciousness, caused limbs to tingle as they lost feeling. Teeth had grit in a refusal to give in, desperate as a sluggish body moved towards the stretcher, tugged at various straps and buckles until they fell away from the other shifter. A soft plea of RUN uttered moments before she collapsed fully to the ground, vaguely aware as her small frame was restrained and silver shackles placed on her person.
Initially upon waking, they'd had the leopardess in what could be compared to a regular prison cell; encased by brick walls and silver bars, the floor beneath bare feet cement. Ruby had been stripped down to nothing, the only item on her person was a collar that encased the slender of a throat. It, too, was silver and wired to send electric shocks to the barer should they get out of hand. The feline had learned that quick enough, as rage poured from the small of her person, let out in feral screams and the force of her person thrown against unmovable bars. Over and over, and over again, no matter how many times she fell in between as electric currents caused muscles to seize.
They thought she would go quietly; would succumb to the knowledge that there would be no escape. But in the days - had it been days? - since her capture, the woman proved herself every bit the alpha that she was. To the point where she'd become a danger to herself, as Ruby would not allow anyone else to decide whether she lived another day.
It was shortly after that she was moved to the padded room, extra shackles placed on her person in an effort to reign in the beast. And there she would stay, until they were ready to use her in their next phase of testing for the cure.
" Let me OUT! "