Archer was escorted back to his room by Bertha, the ex-female prison guard. The angel from this morning was nowhere in sight. He sighed. As the door slammed shut with the gentleness expected of his warden, he could hear the lock turn and sealing him in.
A quick glance told him what his diminished magical senses already knew, he was alone. Apparently his roommate hadn't returned yet. Initially, he wasn't that excited about having to share breathing space in this small prison cell, but now he wondered if his roommate could provide valuable intel. Maybe the guy would be worth something after all.
He thought back to cafeteria. Just as he had been conversing with Hisoka that woman had to go all batshit crazy and attacked the staff. Naturally, the fool had been restricted and sedated. That was really inconsiderate of her. She could have at least waited until he was done gathering intel.
Absentmindedly, Archer wondered what would happen if he were to start a ruckus. He hadn't tried out his powers yet, for all he knew the same would happen to him.
Instead of lazing around Archer decided with this train of thought to exercise. He needed to get a good idea of what his reduced capacity was like, otherwise it would be dangerous when it came time to battle. As such, he settled down into the appropriate stance, foregoing the salutaions, and went through a fairly difficult kata. The room was small so he'd have to watch out for that, while practicing.
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A quick glance told him what his diminished magical senses already knew, he was alone. Apparently his roommate hadn't returned yet. Initially, he wasn't that excited about having to share breathing space in this small prison cell, but now he wondered if his roommate could provide valuable intel. Maybe the guy would be worth something after all.
He thought back to cafeteria. Just as he had been conversing with Hisoka that woman had to go all batshit crazy and attacked the staff. Naturally, the fool had been restricted and sedated. That was really inconsiderate of her. She could have at least waited until he was done gathering intel.
Absentmindedly, Archer wondered what would happen if he were to start a ruckus. He hadn't tried out his powers yet, for all he knew the same would happen to him.
Instead of lazing around Archer decided with this train of thought to exercise. He needed to get a good idea of what his reduced capacity was like, otherwise it would be dangerous when it came time to battle. As such, he settled down into the appropriate stance, foregoing the salutaions, and went through a fairly difficult kata. The room was small so he'd have to watch out for that, while practicing.