Not quite sure what to make of the situation, Gavin just stared at the girl. Well, she was trying to speak now, that seemed to be a good sign. However, she wasn't speaking in anything legible, that was for sure. 'More what' It made absolutely no sense to the blond, and he just concluded that he'd ask later as running footsteps greeted their presence. Not really wanting to cause any sort of reaction, he just shifted off to the side of his cell, leaning against the wall with his back, observing whatever scene would unfold in front of him.
Burning gazes and snerks made up what Gavin had on himself, but the girl, someone was talking to her now, though not before hurting the girl. Gavin sighed, they weren't going to die down here, at least not him, and the girl he wouldn't just leave behind to be hurt like that. He'd kill the person who had just spoke if it came down to that, gladly. And something was wrong with the guy's face the more that Gavin listened in. He sounded normal enough, but when Gavin focussed to see just who it was, he was greated by sort of mirage closing off a very awkward, mutated face. To be in power one must have had a lot done to them too, obviously by the looks of things. The blond wasn't about to find out if this position of power would also be what he was in for though, and he, in a very stealthily and unknowing manner sent a little zap through the floor to the man. Gavin just smirked and tilted his head up towards the ceiling when it seemed to enrage the man enough to cause him to open the door. The unfortunate poor soul had an angry woman to deal with, a very angry woman at that.
In not more than an instant though, Gavin's view on the girl completely changed. She had just lobbed the guy straight accross the room, with the door. The girl's strngth seemed like she was superwoman now, and she was blazing through, killing the rest of them as he was in shock. It was as if she had been used to killing people and was an assassin herself. At least now Gavin could conclude that he was in there for a reason, not just a freak accident since she was just as strong as him, if not more, in the brute strength department. Chances were that she was stronger, she'd be more evenly matched with Luther instead of the blond for a test of strength.
Gavin almost missed the keys when they were chucked at him, only snatching them at the last second, pulling himself out of his trance. There was no better time to flee than now, especially since the first wave of enemies had already been taken down. In his haste, Gavin rushed to the bars and got himself out, fully prepared to bolt for the exit now. He had a good basic imagery and layout of the first few floors up, though not enough to get to ground level. As he went he'd observe more, hoping that now with the girl out she wouldn't mind a minimal voltage running through her for the journey out. She seemed like she was in much better condition. No burns, no open wounds, no bruises. Something had happened, it was as if magic had consumed and had healed her completely. It was a something that made Gavin's brain rebel against him, pushing it to be found out later, when there was no danger of being locked up somewhere for a very long time. Somewhere that had stagnant air and needed a light bulb or two to make it look half civilized.
Running now to catch up with the girl, Gavin felt happy to stretch his legs. It had been somewhere around 16 hours since he had had a good walk he figured, if not more depending on whatever disgusting drugs they had put into his system to close up his wound on his back that pierced his shoulderblade. It was going to make fighting difficult, but at least he was primary left handed, although ambidextrous in technicality. Not to mention, he had something that could be used as a weapon, even if they weren't the greatest and were close combat only. Keys were pretty sharp tools, and could be lethal at any point that magic wasn't an option, as exciting, or as effective.
'So the chick can use magic? Gravy, the only place I know of that could be used as a prison to contain magic-users is that place we were assigned to a while back. You know, where they're doing all those experiments to try and better the human race, blah blah. Supposedly they had a massive security system that couldn't be beaten by any element, wear, or tear; patrolled by a bunch of guards that made brute strength impossible too.'
'Looks like electricity beat it.' Gavin snarked at his cousin, knowing full well that even though he may have knocked out some of their electronics, there was a lot more yet to come. Cameras, computers, and the like were just the first step to a secutiry system. Anything worth their while was going to have a lot more, Gavin knew that just from breaking into homes to get to his targets. After 5 years of being in the business, he had seen just about everything too.
'Looks are deceiving. Watch out, Gav. I'm getting there as soon as I can, it's a 30 minute drive, 10 minutes if I make the pedestrians run.'
Gavin smirked. He could expected Luther in about 5-8 minutes then. Pedestrians weren't just going to run, they were going to become cheetahs or zombies. The choice was completely up to them. And it was a good thing too, an entry from the entrance would spread the forces thin, and Luther was carrying the blond's gunblade, rifle, and handgun with him, so he'd be just about fully armed when they met, excluding the daggers that were usually carried in between on his belts. It was a good thing too, with it being a magic prison from what was assumed, then chances were the people could use magic and would be able to protect themselves against bullets. It wasn't uncommon in the day and age that they were in.
All the crazy stuff that they were passing completely avoided Gavin's mind, not wanting to even know what half the stuff they were going through was. Whatever it was, it didn't look pleasant. The only thing that the blond concerned himself with was keeping the same pace as the girl. They'd be stronger as a team anyways, fighting for a common goal, even if they knew nothing about each other and the risk that the team work could backfire if they were caught fighting together. No practice, no knowledge, it was like trying to tell a stray dog to sit. One needed some really good luck. But, as the pair headed up another floor, making it three floors that they climbed, they were stuck in a tiny, single profile hallways that was greated by none other than a team of what could be considered guards. It was almost as if they had waited, and considering that the walls were entirely lined with rubber, it wasn't a far off bet in Gavin's mind. This was peachy. Rubber could burn though, right? Gavin sighed to himself, more magic that would drain him, but it was worth a shot, so he gladly lit fire to the entire hallway and grabbed the girl by the arm.
"There has to be another way out, emergency exit, something, and we can get ahead of them. If not, we'll lose them in this mess of a building and get out this way once the rubber is melted and cooled."