She sat across the desk from the man, he was going on and on about paperwork or something. He appeared to be the principle of the school. Really she just wanted him to get to his point. At this point, she was considering just spooking him and running. But she still needed to find out how he knew to catch her. "...But all I know is that you're posted as a runaway." He said, "And not just any runaway, a dangerous runaway. Now I know you don't have any weapons on you. So tell me, what makes you so dangerous?" He leaned forward as he said this last part, and she saw his hand slip into his desk drawer. Finally, and all that waiting, just to find out he's just some guy who actually cares about a runaway. With all the insanity flying about nowadays, few people even looked at the missing person lists, let alone someone who wasn't a predator of some kind. It could almost be touching, if she cared about that sort of thing. For the first time since the start of the interrogation, Cassidy Willows spoke, "Why don't I show you?" Five words. Five words and the man was screaming in terror. She gave him no time to realize that it was in his head. That all he had to do was resist. She jumped up onto the desk and grabbed the gun he had flipped out of the drawer. It was old, that was bad. Old meant it would make a lot of noise. She had little option though, it wasn't heavy enough for her to break the window with. She pointed it at the window and pulled the trigger. The recoil was far more than she was used to and the gun flew out of her hand as her should drove back into he chin. The window shattered from the force of the shot. The man was already regaining his senses, fighting against her power. She didn't have the time or clarity of mind to overcome him, she just needed to get out. She realized that she was on the floor, the gun must have knocked her clear off the desk. she stood up as quickly as possible, then realized with a fright that the man was crawling towards the gun, which had flown off the the right of the desk. He was almost on it, but she concentrated a bit harder for a moment, and he froze just long enough for her to run over and grab it.
In the distance she heard sirens, it was too late, she was caught. But Cassidy wasn't one to surrender, she would find a way. For a moment she considered taking the man hostage, but that would be dumb. Someone could easily sneak around to the side and put a bullet through her head. No, she had to run. And so she did, she threw the gun aside after a short distance, best she not have it on her if they caught her. She ran down the street, ducking into bushes and behind trees as cars came by. Residential streets were the best, lots of places to hide. This would have been much harder were she on a highway. Then the sirens neared, the police cars had lights. She couldn't just duck behind a tree, she needed something more concrete. She ran to the nearest house and hoped that the fence gate wasn't locked. It wasn't and she made her way around back. She sighed with relief and sank to the ground. She sat there for a moment in peace, then noticed something very bad. The sirens had stopped, and the flashing blue and red lights were just outside. One of them must have seen her sneaking in, or worse, the man might have put a tracker on her when he brought her in. She quickly checked over her coat. Nothing was visible, but there was an oddly placed bump on it. She isolated it with her fist and it popped off. But at that point it was too late, the police had come around back and were shining a light in her face. She couldn't stop them. She couldn't neutralize that many adults at once, especially not with how panicked she felt. She dropped the tracker and put up her hands. There was nothing left for her to do, but wait for them to put her to sleep.
(OOC: Alrighty Flux, Cassidy awaits a rescue ^^)