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[ kelly only addresses the communication device after she's made sure it's not a bomb or rigged to send a signal to someone else or some sort of covenant communication device that's liable to go off in her face. this involves dropping it several times, even after she finally turns the damn thing on. up, down, up, down, up -- she looks frustrated, which for a spartan means she's very angry. she's trying to channel that anger into getting things done, finding out information, and generally being productive, but it's difficult when her entire body is slow and all of her senses are incredibly dulled. she feels blind, deaf, numb, and deathly slow and she does not like it at all. ]
I need to speak with whoever is in charge here. [ her voice is hard, maybe a little cold, as though she's trying her hardest to keep herself under control. ] They need to learn a lesson: if they want someone's cooperation, drugging and stripping them isn't the way to gather favor. [ she's being horribly affected by the power dampeners and it's throwing her off. ]
I don't appreciate being drugged or kidnapped [ even if that's happened to her before ] and I won't stay here. You can keep your play at prison for someone else.
[ for those watching along at home, kelly does appear human, but she's extremely muscular, looking closer to a lifelong body-builder than an actual normal person. and she's twitchy if this is anything to go by. she pauses for just a moment, hesitant to add on one more thing to her list of complaints. ]
And someone has my-- [ a pause as she debates how to address that. ] --clothes.