Two Guys, a Prison, and Hydra (for soulisblack)

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Bruce kept his eyes closed. He knew he was being dragged somewhere and as much as he wanted to fight back, he couldn't. Whatever they had doped him up with was doing the hula with his brain and he was having a hard time getting it to stop. Despite being numb from the neck up, he could make out the fact that more than one person was holding onto him

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[soulisblack]

Blonksy was already there when Bruce woke, or at least in the cell across the way. He'd watched the proceedings with an empty stare born of long practice; he had been here longer, a few days by his estimation but who knew without any natural light to judge by. It could just as easily have been weeks, the hours blurred together after a while.

A pleased smirk tugged at his lips at the knowledge that Banner hadn't been immune to their efforts either. It was an irritation that he hadn't been captured first, of course, an assault on his pride; Banner was a scientist, evasion for so long should have been beyond his abilities. But even so, he was here now. The ghost in the woods was so no longer.

"Nice of you to visit," he commented blandly, watching the other cell intently for further movement. He was a statue, calm, quiet. Motionless. He was left alert and alone to plot so long as he kept quiet, he'd learned that quickly, and so he adapted. And waited.

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That voice was a little too familiar. Bruce lifts his head after an attempt or two and looks blearily over at Blonsky's cell, only able to make out a dark blob in it. He manages a small groan, "Blonsky..." This day just kept getting better and better.

[soulisblack]

"So you are awake. I wasn't sure." Not that it makes any difference; Banner is merely another hurdle to cross. No more, no less, and he'll be damned if he's going to make it easier for him.

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Bruce swallows and tests his bonds but he's not strong enough to do more than twitch at the moment. His vision is starting to clear though and he blinks over at Blonsky. "...come to gloat? Or is it..." whatever he was going to say dies away as he finally sees Emil is shackled up in a glass cage of his own. "...never mind. This isn't Ross's idea, is it?"