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Deleted • 21 August 2014 at 4:51 PM
Characters:@mila_titan Katherine "Kat" Chase@kreptacat Xia V. Sunrise@featherstar_stormclan Alyss Ravenfield@sarahzafirah Tundra Nordica@poe Antonio "Toni" Marquez@emilianagerson Wasp@skittlejg Aaron Kley
featherstar_stormclan • 22 August 2014 at 10:10 PM
@mila_titan @kreptacat{Alyss}I rolled out of my bed, as the sun rose, the sound of my cat meowing in my ear far too loud.I sighed and narrowed my eyes at her, before scooping her up and hugging her. "You know I love you, and that this arrangement is only temporary." I whispered to my beloved feline, as I dropped her onto the bed, in my one room apartment. I stood up, scratching my kitties ears as I did so, and made my way to the window.The air was cluttered with clouds, menacing and beautiful to me. I smiled as I pulled it open, relishing in the cool breeze that flooded over me. The gloom of the sky seemed to make me happy, and my kitty jumped up onto the windowsill next to me.I smiled before taking a look back at the room where I lived, everything was in a mess, clothes and dishes scattered the floors, and the litter-box my kitty used was full. I sighed, before I set to cleaning.****The day seemed to waste away and I looked up at 11, to see the clouds had thickened. The cleaning was done, but before I could move to close the window it exploded. My cat dove under the bed but I was surrounded by a wave of choking smoke and fumes.I covered my mouth with my cleaning mask but it was too late, everything started spinning, and I hit hte ground with a thunk sound.The last thing I heard was my cats paws thudding across the floor towards me. Then nothing. All was calm.
kreptacat • 23 August 2014 at 8:45 AM
@featherstar_stormclan @mila_titan ~Xia~I woke late in the afternoon, surprisingly. I sighed and rubbed my eyes thoughtfully. "Nobody ever thinks about me." I muttered to myself. I was broke, living in a stinky old apartment. That was what I had got used to though. I was also used to the uncaring part. But what happened next, I wasn't used to at all. My windows shattered, leaving a trail behind, and right afterward exploded. I covered my eyes and nose just in time to save myself, but I fell onto the floor, gasping, and blacked out.
sarahzafirah • 26 August 2014 at 5:09 AM
@mila_titanThere was a ringing sound heard in my ears. Unable to stop it, I dropped my bowl and immediately crouched down on the floor. Shattered bits of glass were surrounding me. I suddenly became cold, so cold that I could have died that very moment. "Help," I whispered, before, slamming down onto the wooden floor, hitting my head pretty hard.The last thing I remembered was the foul smell of chemicals.
Deleted • 26 August 2014 at 2:35 PM
@kreptacat @featherstar_stormclan @sarahzafirah @poeSun blazed through the window unto Kat's pulling her from her slumber. Raising one hand above her head, she reached for her pillow which she had every intention of using as a mask to protect her from the sun's glow. Her fingers laced themselves around the material and instantly, Kat was confused. The cussion was thin and soft, unlike those in her own bed.A quiet beeping sound made itself known. Peeling her eyes open, realisation hit her like a wave. She wasn't in her own bed, as she expected but rather, found herself in a small hospital room. Curtains surrounded her on all sides and her foggy mind struggled for and explanation to her confusing state. She carefully moved each limb to insure that they were undamaged and all accounted for then reached her hand up to her face. A mask covered her mouth and nose, pushing fresh oxygen into her body with each gentle burst. She made an attempt to remove it when:"Hey Darth Vader, the doctor wants you to keep the mask on." A familiar voice teased. Kat turned her gaze to the side, letting go of the mask."Daddy?" She asked, her voice coming out rough and spent, "what...?""Happened?" He ventured finishing her thought for her, "An explosion, near the club. It-" A sudden pain struck her. She gasped aloud and grabbed her head in both hands. A wave of emotions raced through her mind in that moment: FEAR, CONCERN, EXHAUSTION, ANXIETY, UNCERTAINTY, WORRY, LOVE, PAI-"Stop! Please make it stop!" she pleaded as her head burst with the weight of all the feelings. She clawed at her head, trying to will away the voices that seemed to have taken over her mind, "Oh please!" PANIC, DESPERATIO-Kat barely noticed as figures raced into the room, surrounding her. She felt a prick on her arm. Tears warmed her eyes."Please..." Her voice was weaker now and she began to feel numb "Make... it..." Her eyes met her father's: CARE. Then her muscles relaxed and she fell asleep.
kreptacat • 26 August 2014 at 4:53 PM
@featherstar_stormclan @mila_titan ~Xia~I awoke from a deep sleep, almost like a dream. I looked around a tiny room, thinking that I must have been transported to the hospital. I felt surprisingly in control of myself, thinking about what had just happened. But I wasn't sure what actually had happened, so.. Whatever. And then, the pain started. It started out small, then flared to life from my hands and spread to every part of my body. I screamed, and the nurses ran into the room. 'It's gonna be alright,' I told myself as I blacked out again. 'I hope no one else got hurt..' Was the last unselfish thought I ever had.
featherstar_stormclan • 27 August 2014 at 12:21 AM
@mila_titan @kreptacat @sarahzafirah @poe{Alyss}I felt something fluffy brushing my side, and was awoken by the feeling of claws hooking into my shoulder-gently but enough to wake me. Feeling a pressure on my head I glanced down not moving my head and noticed that I had a mask over my face, and appeared to be in a hospital bed, the curtains pulled over closing off my small section of room."You gave us quite a scare you know." The nurse was saying shaking his head. He put a clipboard down, and stroked my cat as she clung to my shoulder. "We thought you were dead when we found you, but this little kitty she clung to you and drew some actual blood-very little-but enough to let us know you were alive. She refused to leave your side, not even for food so we just left her. Hope you don't mind."I shook my head resting my head onto the feline's soft fur, before I felt a wave of exhaustion pass over me. I looked up to see the nurse sticking a needle into my arm."Don't worry, you'll feel better when you wake again." He said smiling, before everything slowly drifted into nothingness again.
poe • 31 August 2014 at 5:08 PM
@mila_titan @kreptacat @sarahzafirah @featherstar_stormclan(sorry, long post...)"Ungh..." Toni let a drawn-out groan escape his lungs.With his first conscious breath, he felt pressure against his whole body. He coughed, and realized the pressure was something heavy on top of him.What had happened? He took another ragged breath, then opened his eyes. It was extremely dim here, and as predicted, he was stuck under something large and heavy. A large slab of... Concrete?Toni tried to move, but found he wasn't strong enough to get out from under the weight. His breathing was becoming more shallow. That meant he didn't have a lot of time. He might well suffocate in the chemical-filled air under this crushing weight. It was futile to continue struggling, but he was becoming increasingly desperate to escape. He couldn't get enough air out to call for help.The strong smell of the chemicals reminded him of where he was. Toni had been walking down the street, near a lab that did who-knows-what, to cut down on travel time. Then something must have gone terribly wrong, because the next thing he knew, his ears were ringing and large chunks of debris flew through the air like missiles. He dove to the ground to avoid a massive chunk of what may have been a wall, which hit the building a little above him. When it crashed, Toni figured he must have blacked out briefly, and in that time, it had slid down the wall to rest in it's current position, squishing the air from his lungs.In a last-ditch effort, Toni heaved with all his strength, feeling in his mind the singular determination to free himself. He grunted with the effort, when he felt the pressure shift slightly, then the concrete above him unexpectedly crumbled.A sudden wave of exhaustion nearly overcame him. How did that happen? It was as if the particles had just decided to separate. He found himself coughing again, this time from the cloud of dust that rose from the crumbled concrete.Toni heard sirens in the distance. What a disaster, he thought as he continued to lay in the rubble.
emilianagerson • 9 September 2014 at 8:34 AM
@mila_titan @kreptacat @sarahzafirah @featherstar_stormclan @poe{Wasp}I woke up slowly, as I always do in the morning, and when the light from the window's started to make the dark behind my eyelids a little lighter, I pulled the covers over me, taking me back to darkness. I dreaded it when I heard the beep of the alarm and knew it was time to get up. My dog, Bullet, knew this to, so this morning, like every other morning, he pulled my blankets off the bed with his jaws, and started a barking fit. I sat up and yawned, slapping the alarm clock so it would shut off. I got out of bed and started to get dressed, by now Bullet had stopped barking. I put on blue jeans and a black hoddie, as I always do. I put on my socks and shoe's, double checking to make sure my knive was still at the bottom of my shoe like always. I set out food for Bullet and ate my own food, then headed out on my motorcycle. I rode past the woods wear my father's gang used to live, but I knew they moved some were else after killing Moss and stealing Red about 5 months ago. Finally, I got to the super market. I started work right away. Not long after I started, the windows shattered, wind blowing, and the smell chemicals filled the air, I started gasping, laking air. /I'll pass out!/ I thought, the last thing I wanted was to be rushed to the hospital. /But I could die from lack of air if they dont take me when i pass out!/ And that was my last thought before I passed out.
Deleted • 9 September 2014 at 3:21 PM
@kreptacat @featherstar_stormclan @sarahzafirah @poeSorry this took so long, thanks you all for being so patient with me these last couple of weeks, I really appreciate it.Kat shuddered awake, a strange feeling of unease flowing through her. Her eyes sprung open just in time to see a man clad in a button down shirt and black dress pants (he didn't look at all like a doctor) leaving her room, a bag of crimson liquid in hand. "My blood." She quickly realized."Hey!" She shouted "what do you need that for?" The man turned to her surprised. "Um... Tests, just tests." He smiled. GUILT, FEAR. Then he hurried on his way. A nagging voice inside her kept whispering that he wasn't being entirely truthful."Wait!" she called and swinging her legs over the side of her bed, she made an attempt to go after him. Feeling a small tug on her arm Kat's eyes shifted down. She pulled the IV from her arm and limped out of the room. Her legs burned beneath the gauze that seemed to be wrapped around the entirety of her body. She turned the corner nearly plowing over an older doctor."Well hello Katherine. In a hurry aren't we?" He must have noticed her confused expression because he added, "My name's Greg Theid, I'm the doctor who's been put in charge of your particularly unique case.""Unique?" And then she remembered the man she had been chasing, "That man, he was taking my blood!" She shouted and made a move to pass the doctor but he held her firm.To her surprise Mr Theid didn't look the least bit surprised or anxious. "Katherine, why don't we go have a seat? I think you deserve an explanation." He lead her through the hall, supporting her with one arm to keep the pressure off her legs, to a vacant entertainment room. He motioned her to sit on one of the couches. He looked uncomfortable- WORRY, CONCERN, UNCERTAINTY- And shifted in his seat several times before speaking. "As you probably know, there was an explosion a few days ago, when an old laboratory downtown went up in flames. Well, there were large vats of chemicals being held there while the government worked on a new facility to house them. From what I heard, the explosion itself wasn't deliberate, just a group of young boys lighting a couple fires. But the heat caused the pressure to rise in the vessels and," He paused hoping she'd understand. "It would seem that the explosion caused the chemicals to turn to gas, which you - among others - inhaled." Kat, who had been listening attentively, interupted, "There were others.""Yes." He eyes grew sad, "Although you were one of the few who survived. The chemicals were toxic, it's a wonder any of you made it out alive. The government has become increasingly interested in your cases and has begun to demand to do their own tests.""So that man earlier-" She started."Is from the government." He finished, his face grew serious, "I'll be frank with you Katherine, I don't know exactly what their interest in you is about but I'm not entirely sure that it's friendly. Please take care of yourself?"Kat nodded.
sarahzafirah • 10 September 2014 at 9:04 PM
@kreptacat @mila_titan @emilianagerson @poe @featherstar_stormclan[Tundra]My whole body ached, and I felt goosebumps rise on the surface of my cold skin. "Don't get out of bed," said a seemingly familiar face, carrying a sealed bag of what seemed to be blood. My blood. "You suffered a pretty heavy fall. Several head injuries - fortunately, no brain damage."Relief surged through my veins. However fear still lingered - who was he? "Are you a doctor? What happened to me?" I asked. A million more questions raced through my mind.He chuckled. "Yes, I am Mr. Fox, if you please. There seemed to be a chemical explosion in Laboratory 5 a few days ago. It was abandoned in the early 90's, untouched. They were working on a cure for cancer, but, sadly - all of the patients who took the serum died, and they scrapped on the idea."Somehow a rat tipped over a bottle and the serum evaporated in the heat, turning into gas, which, you and some other kids, inhaled.""I'm not the only one?" I interrupt.Mr. Fox nods. "Sadly most of them have died - the chemicals were extremely toxic and flammable, it's really a surprise how you're still alive. You just might be meeting some of the survivors soon to conduct tests. See you soon."
poe • 10 September 2014 at 9:38 PM
@mila_titan ((I feel like we should have a ping list, just so we all have something to refer to, particularly when we get new members, if it's not too much trouble for you to make. Plus, it can list out our cast of characters next to everyone's username as well, which is also nice to reference.))@kreptacat @sarahzafirah @featherstar_stormclan @emilianagerson @skittlejgThe sirens were very loud now. That meant the ambulances must be on scene. Toni pulled himself up, aching everywhere, only to notice that the people coming out of the plethora of emergency vehicles were in hazmat suits. That was bad.People aside, he also noticed that the very chunk of wall that had threatened to squish the air out of him had also saved his life. He had very few burns and scrapes because it had evidently blocked the worst of the explosion. Toni breathed a sigh of relief. He was lucky. Looking around, he saw he may have been the only lucky one.Some of the people in hazmat suits were headed towards him. That was also bad. He wanted nothing to do with them. It looked a lot like he didn't have a choice, though. There seemed to be military helicopters above, and who knows what the government has to do with this.Toni decided he would go with them, if only to get the (possibly chemical) burns treated. He wasn't going to let them keep him locked up.
cirrus • 11 September 2014 at 12:22 AM
@mila_titan @featherstar_stormclan @kreptacat @sarahzafirah @poe------Venice sat at the end of the cheap table. A mock boardroom laid out in front of him. Mobsters and criminals filled the seven other chairs around the rectangular table. Four muscular men with guns locked and loaded stood by each of the doors. His white mask covered his face."I think I deserve 90%," he said. "I did all the work."A man sitting on the left side of the table three seats down chuckled. "I'm sorry Mr..." he paused for a moment, "Kley." He spit out the name like poison. Venice grinned beneath his mask. These men hated him but needed him all the same."I thought I told you, I go by Venice.""I thought I told you, I don't care. Now if you're really..."Before the man could finish his sentence Venice moved his folded hand to under the table. Lifting it he revealed a pistol had been hidden in his jacket. He pointed it at the man and fired one, two, three, four times."I always hated him." He kept shooting the surely dead man until he was out of bullets. When he ran out of bullets threw the gun at one of the security guards. It connected with his temple and he slumped to the ground. Jumping across the table he evaded bullets and burst through the swinging door at the end of the room. The white concrete walls of the narrow hallways started shaking. Dust fell from the ceiling until it collapsed. Venice ducked down, wedging himself between the door to the boardroom he was just in and fallen debris. A cloud of dust filled the air and clogged his lungs. A blunt object hit his head and the room spun. He smelled something else, smoke. As it filled his lungs he pushed his way through the door back to the meeting room before passing out.------Venice woke up alone in the board room. With nothing flammable in the room other than a table and chairs the fire hadn't been able to spread to this room and Venice had made it. As he looked around he noticed something. Everything was vibrant. He noticed every little detail of the room. His thinking was so much clearer. Like a current of electricity flowing through everything he saw.As he stood up he touched his face. He must have lost his mask before he passed out. White paint rubbed off on his fingers. He smiled grotesquely, a wide smile. This Venice was a hole different person.He walked out the door with a slight hunch. As he reached the outdoors he walked to the parking lot. A man was trying to get into his car. Venice tapped on his shoulder."Excuse me," he said innocently. "I neeeed this car. Please.""What?" the man backed away.Venice punched him in the jaw and he fell to the ground. "Thanks for your... donation," Venice grinned as took the keys the man had dropped. He swiftly pulled out of the parking low and drove down the street. He drove into a neighborhood not too far from his house. As he got to the street he started counting the house numbers. 147, 149, 151, 153, and finally, 155. He swerved the car crashing straight into the house. The wooden wall collapsed on the hood of the car. As Venice got out the car he coughed, choking on all the dust.He had crashed into a bathroom. "Luckily nobody was using it," he muttered to himself before laughing crazily. The door to the bathroom opened."Yoouuuu!" muttered the man, shaking his fist. His family was standing in the doorway gasping in shock. "You idiot! What have you done?" He closed the door to the bathroom so his children couldn't watch as he pulled a gun out. "You drove into my bathroom!" he screamed, throwing obscenities at Venice. The gun was aimed right for Venice's chest.Venice cleared his throat. "Personally, I like to think I just remodeled your new porch. Hmm?" He cackled cruelly.The man took a step forward, his gun pressing against Venice's sternum. Venice knew he wouldn't shoot though. Not with this gaping hole in the wall and his children on the other side of the door. "I don't care who you are. You're not getting 90%, your not getting a cent from me or my company.""Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey," Venice said, pushing the gun away from his chest. "I, I don't want any money from your "company"," he said putting air quotes around the word. "No, no. Of course not. I just want a ride home.""Well use the one you parked in my house!!""See, the thing is, it's stolen. I can't keep that. The license plate will give me away, hmm.""Fine. Stay here. I'll let you have the keys to my son's crappy car, parked right there," he motioned to a beat up old truck parked in the street.He left the room leaving Venice to tap his feet on the tiles, now covered in chunks of plaster and drywall. When the man he grudgingly gave Venice the keys."I'll buy a new car with all that money," he said as if trying to prove himself. But Venice knew he was a pushover, relatively speaking. Venice walked over to the truck turned it on and drove back to his cheap apartment. He went inside, wiped off his face paint, and went to bed. He was Aaron again.
emilianagerson • 11 September 2014 at 8:07 PM
@mila_titan@kreptacat @featherstar_stormclan @sarahzafirah @poe@skittlejg {Wasp Gerson Claw}I woke in the bed, that I could tell right away by the feel of it, it was not mine. I looked around the room. /Oh great, the hospital./ I thought. I sighed, feeling a dull pain in my arm, I looked over to see that there was stitches in my arm. /Must have been a glass shard./ I thought. Then my feet felt cold, and it hit me. My shoe's were off, my knive was gone. "Crap." I muttered to myself. Just then a doctor walked into the room, she was, with short messy black hair and blue eyes. "Hello there Mr.Claw." She spoke as she smiled. "Your a very lucky guy, to have lived. Most people did not. Oh opp's you dont know what i'm talking about, well, im not sure I remember.. something about a laboratory, and something went wrong with the chemicals, and it exploaded. Most people who breathed in the stuff are dead, but your alive, and so are some others." She talked fastly, but I toke everything in. "Ha, lucky.. thats new." I laughed lightly, "And call me Wasp." I added. "Well, then, let me know if there's anything I can get you Wasp." She spoke. "A cold beer would be nice." I said, knowing that I could not have one though. She smiled, "I dont think so, Wasp. Im Ms.Kals, but call me Crystal." She said as she walked out the door.
poe • 12 September 2014 at 2:22 AM
@mila_titan @kreptacat @sarahzafirah @featherstar_stormclan @emilianagerson @skittlejg((Sorry long post, I had to catch up to the current time frame because Toni never went unconscious as long.))Toni let them take him into the ambulance, playing dumb, acting amiable, like he was just some kid who happened to be walking by. Well, he thought, I was just some kid walking by, but I know there must be more to this.They decided he was clear of anything particularly dangerous, and patched him up in the back of the ambulance. It turned out that Toni had dislocated one or two ribs when he got crushed by the wall chunk. He got a few cuts and burns that they cleaned and put bandages on, and he chattered with the humorous doctor that spoke to him while patching him up."... And I think you should come back to the hospital with us for some extra analysis.." He told Toni.That was all he needed. He was so out of here.------Toni had managed to escape the scene of the explosion and get back to his house. It looked like he did a good job of being discreet; since he was generally careful, he figured he had at least a few hours, at most a few days. Something about the way everyone on site was talking made him think they wanted to keep him somewhere to get him checked out, and that they might even come after him to finish their business. Whatever it was, it made him uncomfortable. He never did trust the government.The young man got what he thought he might need into a single bag, ready to go if he had to, then relaxed. Maybe he could change how he looked. That might help keep them from finding him. Maybe it was all just silly paranoia. Probably was.But hey, Toni thought, maybe it's time to change it up a little?-------A few days after the explosion, a new tattoo, and a couple piercings later, Toni was happy to relax on the couch. His mother said he could do want he wanted, so she only laughed when he showed her the changes.They hadn't showed up yet... Were they still looking for him?
sarahzafirah • 12 September 2014 at 9:38 AM
@mila_titan @kreptacat @poe @featherstar_stormclan @emilianagerson @skittlejg[Gravity]The tests that they took were horrible. I happened to have a trainee nurse, and she poked me roughly ten times before actually getting a vein. "You'll get out soon, Gravity Sin," Alice, the trainee nurse said. "Just a few tests, that's all. Other survivors are probably on the way here right now, just you wait."A poster was plastered to the wall of my ward - a kitten, on a tree, clinging for dear life. It was one of those typical 'Hang In There' signs that might make you feel better but it doesn't since seeing the poor kitten's face is already terrifying enough.-------Days later, even the results didn't come out. The ward was filled with kids of about the same age, and what could I expect, I was in the Kid's Ward of the giant hospital. "Hey," said a girl next to me. Her name was Cecelia, there was a tag around her wrist. "You don't look sick; what's wrong with you?" I shrugged, really not knowing. "Dunno," I replied, fiddling with the IV in my wrist. "There was an explosion, brought me here, tests are conducted, stuff like that. Your name's Cecelia, hm?""Yup! How'd you kno-""Tag. Around your wrist. I'm surprised you cannot see that.""Don't be so mean. Look, what's your name? I'd like to know."And with that, I leaned over and punched her square in the stomach.
featherstar_stormclan • 14 September 2014 at 2:02 AM
@sarahzafirah @poe @emilianagerson @skittlejg @mila_titan @kreptakat{Alyss}I stirred again, this time clutching at my arm. A searing pain ran up it, all pointed to a spot where it was clear my blood had been taken from.I sighed before pulling myself into a sitting position and watching as the nurse from before showed up again, my cat gripped in his arms."What's happened? Why is this here?" I asked indicating my arm."Well you see you've had blood taken by some government people or something, the doctor didn't even try to fight. I had to remove the cat because they wanted to take her for testing but I wouldn't let them. So you're welcome." He explained. "Here you go anyways." He added dropping my cat at my chest. She curled up and promptly fell asleep."Why were they here? The government people?" I asked my curiosity getting the better of me."Not sure, but they're been doing the same for a bunch of others. Probably to do with the chemical explosion. Alot were involved, but few survived 'ya know?"
poe • 14 September 2014 at 2:41 AM
@mila_titan @kreptacat @sarahzafirah @featherstar_stormclan @emilianagerson @skittlejg((And now the government /really/ knows something's up.))A knock on the door. Toni's heart leaped and fluttered. The silence stretched, leaving him nervous. He picked up his bag, quietly walked to the kitchen, then out the back door.Bang! Toni hit the ground just as something whistled over his head. He didn't stop to see what the government agent had fired, instead pulling himself up and into a flat-out run. The back alley was grubby, but there was a lot of junk to duck behind. It seemed he lost the agent trailing him.As he hit the street, Toni abruptly slowed, trying his best to appear casual among the others milling around. Someone grabbed his shoulder and whispered, "you don't want to make a scene. We won't hurt you."Two lies. Toni definitely wanted to make a scene because he had decided these people were going to hurt him. He tugged away from the agent, only to be yanked backward. Toni struggled against the agent's grip, and with a yelp, the air between the two of them concussed, sending them both away from each other. Toni wasted no time in his escape.Life was not going to be the same as before, after all.
emilianagerson • 14 September 2014 at 11:38 AM
@mila_titan@kreptacat@featherstar_stormclan@sarahzafirah@poe@skittlejg {Wasp}I sighed, it had been a few days, and still the tests they toke on me, the results had not come back. But at least I had Bullet. They had found him and brought him back to me with a ball, so all I did was play catch with Bullet all day, I never really cared to see the other people who lived.So I stayed here, in my hosptail room.
Deleted • 15 September 2014 at 2:42 AM
@kreptacat @featherstar_stormclan @sarahzafirah @poe I believe that we should start making our way together.Kat had barely begun her first spoonful of broth when she heard a gentle knock on her door frame. She looked up quizzically from the melodrama she had been invested in, unsure of who would be visiting her at this late hour. Shifting in the doorway was Dr. Theid, his grey hair illuminated by the hallway light and his hands clenched tightly around the handles of a wheel chair."Doctor-?" Kat began but he interrupted her, "There are some people here who wish to speak with you." RESENT, FRUSTRATION, SADNESS the voices inside her mumbled. She was about to ask who was waiting to see her and then noticing the expression of bitterness on his face, she knew. The government men. She nodded politely and twisted sideways, swinging her legs over the side of the bed. The doctor rolled the wheelchair beside her until it was close enough for her to ease herself into her seat. They didn't speak a word to each other as they moved further through the winding halls. As they went, the crowd of nurses, patients and visitors seemed to thin until they finally reached an off-white door with a plaque on it indicating "Dr. Greg V. Theid, head of trauma, PhD". He released the handles, and his white knuckles quickly gained back their color."Katherine, I have to leave you here" Dr. Theid explained, "It would seem that this is somewhat of an exclusive meeting. If you would care for an old man's advice, try and be polite but as vague as you can get away with and I'm sure that it will be alright, okay? I'll be seeing you soon." With that, he opened the door and stepped to the side. His office was large and and every wall seemed to be lined with bookshelves. Blinds covered the sole window in the room and made it seem more gloomy. At the large desk sat a man in a smart suit, his fingers drummed on the desk. He was flanked by two other men, also well dressed who were seated in simple office chairs.Upon seeing Kat roll herself carefully into the room, his face split into a fake, wide smile. "Miss Chase," he boomed "I cannot even begin to tell you how great it is to meet you!" GREED, ARROGANCE. "And the others, of course. I think this will be a very enlightening meeting for us all." Kat couldn't help but shiver as his words and those of the voices sank it. As the door clicked shut behind her, she had a desperate urge to make a break for it but, remembering the doctors words and forcing an smile onto her face, she replied, "Thank you. I believe it will."
cirrus • 18 September 2014 at 9:40 PM
@emilianagerson @poe @sarahzafirah @featherstar_stormclan @mila_titan _________Aaron got up and dragged himself to the bathroom. He hopped in the shower and let the water run through his dirty hair. When he got out his smeared makeup was dripping off his face. He took a towel and messily rubbed off the makeup.When he was finished there was surprisingly almost no trace of face paint on him. He got dressed in a wrinkly avocado green button-up and brown pants.As he left out the door he put on his jacket. On the inside of the jacket was a multitude of pockets. In those pockets were a gun, bullets, a plethora of knives, black and white face paint, and a white plaster mask. And his iPhone.He walked out the door of his apartment. He passed his new truck, deciding to walk today. Aaron kept pace while staring at the grey sky. It looked like rain.
poe • 18 September 2014 at 11:16 PM
@mila_titan @kreptacat @sarahzafirah @featherstar_stormclan @emilianagerson @skittlejgToni finally reached a quiet - well, quietER street - and slowed his pace. Not only was the government looking for him, presumably because of the chemical explosion, he did something that wasn't possible. People can't just make stuff out of nothing. What was that back there?Then he thought hard about it. He had made the air concuss. He had felt the force as though he had provided it himself. In fact, it seemed as though he somehow had.The sky had become increasingly overcast in the last hour, and Toni began to wonder instead about whether it would rain or not. Somehow, he'd remembered an umbrella in his bag.Now Toni had some big decisions. What would he do next?