Point Of View: Mallory
BORED
She was alone in the Pond, something that hadn't happened ever. She kept expecting Nosedive to jump out and scare the shit out of her. Her eyes were playing tricks on her; most of nothing frightened her, but she had been too long with noise and now that the noise of five other Ducks were gone...
It unnerved her. She didn't like being frightened of the quiet, so this also got her irritated and angry with herself. She was Mallory McMallard, she was a military brat, and here she was. Scared of the empty Pond.
Being alone didn't prevent her from shooting a form that came out of the shadows on the way to the pool.
PRISON
It was a human with glowing eyes. And she knew her way around the Pond, knew the codes and the places were Mallory would be less likely to slip by.
She ended up in a room she hadn't even known existed.
This was a bad day. Blame Buffy. The little bitch probably told the woman everything. Stupid Nosedive, he should of known better then to trust that human.
NAME
Mallory and the creature got on well, considering the Duck was tied to the wall and the creature was gaurding her so none of the Ducks was unaccounted for.
Mallory tried to think of some way to get the woman out of ear shot. Nothing worked, so she went back onto something that should of been obvious: get the woman to talk about herself.
The first thing was a name: Osiris. What kind of name was that?
WHY
Osiris loved to talk about herself. Apparently she thought she was god, that Mallory should worship her, and oh ya, soon the whole world will be infected by a virus that she had made.
So thats were the Lizardheads got the virus. They made a deal to worship this thing? Mallory thought not, so she said so.
Osiris agreed - that the Lizards didn't want to worship her, but soon they would anyway. She was a powerful god after all. Or perhaps it was a he? A female would be a goddess. What was with the female thing going on, then?
Mallory rolled her eyes.
HOPE
As the night wore on Mallory found herself hoping for the return of her team. She couldn't get out of the bandages, her writs were beginning to hurt, and she so wanted to kick Miss Glowing Eyes's butt. If only her gun puck launcher was a little closer, she'd be able to fire with her feet.
No, she was stuck here. Just keep hoping that the team succeeds and Buffy gets what she disserves.
CALLED
Osiris abruptly left, leaving Mallory alone and in a corner. Well...take what you can get. Mallory tried to get her hands under her butt, and then out from under her.
Using her beak, she slowly worked on the rope. If you could call it that.