[ It doesn't take long for Yuri to figure out what's freaking Flynn out. It's pretty obvious: in front of them, limp and bloody, are three people strung up and tied to the wall, their blood pouring slowly into buckets at their feet from cuts in their ankles.
Anger surges through Yuri. Anger, not fear, drives him forward, to check these people over. They look normal, like normal people, but pale and drained and when he looks down into the buckets, he sees that these people have to be Sleepers. Some of the blood is green and sizzling, some is blue and frigid, some sparkles dark ]
Shit. Help me get them down.
[ He doesn't wait, though. At least these people are tied up instead of shackled, and he starts on the knots around their wrists ]
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Anger surges through Yuri. Anger, not fear, drives him forward, to check these people over. They look normal, like normal people, but pale and drained and when he looks down into the buckets, he sees that these people have to be Sleepers. Some of the blood is green and sizzling, some is blue and frigid, some sparkles dark ]
Shit. Help me get them down.
[ He doesn't wait, though. At least these people are tied up instead of shackled, and he starts on the knots around their wrists ]