A free hand signaled a masked operative down the hall. An affirmative nod was given, giving his own signal to more operatives. Soon after, two individuals were escorted in shackles down the hall towards the door Miro stood by. Within her hand a paper seal with the kanji for ‘Mute’ formed in her palm. As the two individuals were escorted by the masked operative one began to pipe up. His profanities grew loud, bouncing off the walls of the hallway an evil glare dug into his eyes from her. Her hand rose up and back and with just enough force to remain lethal she slapped the victims throats with the seal, restricting his vocal cords and leaving him gasping for air. “Quiet. Consider this your vacation before meeting Raiden’s judgement.” She snickered to herself. Left in shock the prisoner was moved into a room while Miro performed a much more gentle application to the next man's throat.
After a moment both prisoners lay within their respective beds. Strapped down by their hands, torso and legs while masked operatives moved into the corners of the pale green tiled room with linoleum floors. Blowing a pink bubble with her gum Miro awaited the final guest to arrive on her own. She moved quickly, holding her arm that flopped aimlessly before stopping in front of the Sennin. With her hand she threw her thumb to her right, pointing to another pale green medical room with luminescent lights beaming down from above. “Have a seat inside. Remember our deal while you’re in there too.” Crimson hues glared at the shaken women. With a silent nod she moved into the room to be met with a seat in the center and a masked operative waiting to shackle her legs to the metal chair.
After everything and everyone were in position her serious demeanor changed on her whim to a… ‘friendlier’ one. Remaining propped up against the wall near the doorway she patiently awaited for students to acknowledge her open class sign at the entrance to the academy.
[Class is in session!]
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