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Adrien raised an eyebrow. Hm, he hadn't been thanked often. He simply nodded back, not allowed to say anything... now he was thinking about Nikolai's words... he was a dog... Jesus. He watched Nikolai still, eyes staring into his.
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Lynx cocked a brow at the Agent as he continued to stare, matching his gaze in the silence. He simply studied his eyes, as there wasn't much else to do until the guards came back. It felt strangely intimate, given that the man in the corner was an utter stranger.
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Adrien just stared back, studying... everything about Nikolai. Sometimes his eyes would gaze over Nikolai's face, sometimes they would trail down his close. But they mostly remained on his eyes. It was weird, Adrien felt all... tingly... he hadn't felt this before, and it was strangely comforting. So he let it be. He had no idea when the guards would come back, but he never did. So he kept watching.
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Lynx blew out a breath, settling in his chair as the man in the corner studied him. He tilted his head slightly to cuddle against fabric of the hoodie, still watching the guard. As if trying to prove the fact that he was grateful. He figured it was only fair to return the favor, so he studied the man's physique in interest. Somewhat broad shoulders, narrow hips. A broad stance, even with a hurt leg, arm, and a bump on his head.
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(Not a bump, the bandage is covering his eye, which means his injury is eye related :D) -X- Adrien watched Nikolai cuddle into his hoodie and raise an eyebrow. Hm, navy looked good on him. Adrien's head snapped to the door when he heard it open, his hand hovered over something in his utility belt, but when he saw it was another agent and a guard, he moved his hand back. This agent was shorter than him, but most people were, he was tall. She had milky brown skin, black hair pulled up in a ponytail, an undercut showing, and tired, dark blue eyes. She looked at Adrien and they both just nodded at each other silently. She had a mask on as well, they couldn't communicate. He rarely even saw another agent if he was honest. The detective looked at him and huffed, then at Nikolai. "We're transporting you to the house now." He said in a smug voice. he knew Nikolai wouldn't enjoy it. |Escort him there.| Adrien heard in his ear, he walked over and pulled out a magnetic cuff, grabbed Nikolai's arm, and paused. A small tingle went up his spine, but it wasn't like the shock the Operators did... weird. He tried to ignore it and continued moving, tapping his own cuff. Nikolai's magnetic cuff snapped to his and connected, he slid a key from his pocket and undid the chains on Nikolai's wrist. He pulled Nikolai up, not... too roughly, for some reason. And looked at the detective, who just turned around and walked out, the other agent on his heel. Adrien began walking with them, considering he had no idea where any of them were going.
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Oop! Guess I read that wrong lol)) Lynx stayed relaxed as the door open, averting his gaze to the wall in front of him. He looked over the two new arrivals in disinterest. The Agent was pretty looking, he supposed. Not that he could tell much about her with the mask, but he had learned to gauge beauty in other ways. Not as fun to look at as his Agent, which he decided was the best term for him, but pretty nonethelessm He turned his attention to the detective with a sigh, raising an eyebrow. "Can't wait." He answered softly, his tone flat. He glared at the man until his Agent grabbed his arm, then gave pause. He looked up in confusion, fighting a shudder at the sight of him so close. He watched him in silence as he continued. He moved his hand so the magnetic snap wasn't quite so annoying when it yanked his wrist closer, watching the chains on his hand unravel. When he was pulled up, he found that he could stand partially by himself, rather than get yanked out of the chair. An improvement, he supposed. He walked without resistance as they moved, staring straight ahead. He shifted slightly, nonchalantly brushing a knuckle across the back of the Agent's hand. See if there was a reason for the suddenly gentle treatment.
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(It's kinda cute he calls Adrien, "his Agent' I'M DYING) -X- Adrien's hand flinched at the sudden touch, he was... not expecting that. Alright then. He looked down and eyed Nikolai warily before looking straight ahead again. They soon got to a truck, a big, prison truck and the doors opened. Other, loud prisoners were in there, but as soon as they saw the two agents staring at them, they all shut up. Privligaes. I guess. He thought bitterly, walking Nikolai forward and switching the magnetism of his cuff to a metal bar in the truck. It clamped around the bar, but still allowed Nikolai to slide his arm around, at the very least. It allowed all of the prisoners to do that, but whatever. Adrien stepped back, the silence in the truck was obviously fearful as the two agents stood side-by-side. When the doors shut Adrien looked down at the girl and she looked up at him. He saw her tap the side of her mask, and a few moments later a few slits in it opened. "Agent 7F." She stated, her voice was firm but slightly sweet. He nodded and her mask went closed again, restricting speech. He tapped his mask but it had already unlocked for the moment. "Agent 5F." He told her. She nodded back, her ponytail swinging slightly. She then turned and walked away, following the detective to the car. |Go to the other side and get in.| He was told by the Operators. He walked over to the passenger side and got in. Agent 7F was sitting in the back seat of the truck, not the prisoner area, but she could see them through a small slit. Adrien kept his eyes forward, mulling the things that had happened, over in his mind. They were strange, but... he wasn't really complaining.
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I KNOOOOW!)) Lynx raised his eyebrows at the flinch, then turned a skeptical glance to his Agent. He shrugged it off and rolled his shoulders, glancing around. The people in the back of the truck looked like nuisances if he ever saw them. Hopefully the rude wasn't long. He narrowed his eyes ever so slightly at his Agent as his cuff was switched, glancing between the two once they ere side by side. He caught the titles quickly and cocked his head. 5F. What a... totally human title. He glanced between them before she walked away. Confident that they were maybe, perhaps, friends. Nothing more. He watched them leave without complaint, then settled where he was, getting as comfortable as possible. He had a feeling someone in the back of this god forsaken truck was going to try something, but stayed relaxed anyway.
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(:DDDDDD) -X- Adrien sat in silence, per usual during the drive. It would be a long drive, so he was looking out the window, and at the GPS. He looked up when Agent 7F banged on the separator between them and the prisoners. Her mask unlocked as well. "Shut up. You're all prisoners. So be quiet." She snapped, her voice cold and firm. She glared at all of them before her mask locked again. Multiple prisoners were staring at her in fear, some whispering to others about how the Agents were pretty ruthless. Adrien listened to the whispers and figured out that the prisoners were being rude to the two prisoners that last got in, Nikolai, and the one Agent 7F escorted. He raised an eyebrow, Well, that's rude. He thought, looking back at the prisoners with a cold gaze. Every single prisoner went silent, apparently, they didn't like being stared down by two agents who weren't too happy with them. The driver and detective didn't care, for all they knew this was an order. Adrien looked back out the window, waiting for anything, or to be told something.... anything summed it up pretty well..
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Lynx spent his time glaring out the window at the back of the van, sitting up to his full, pretty considerable height. No one had tried to touch him yet, but they were talking like he didn't have ears. He decided not to say anything until they got really bothersome- they weren't worth his attention anyway. He watched through the small, barred window as they drove, staying silent. He only looked toward the front again when everyone went silent, catching his Agent's eye for a moment. Or, Agent 5F, as he was called. He turned away after a moment to go back to his window watching.
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