ஐThe Experiementsஐ {Semi - Literate ~ 14/13}

[Symphonia]

((Gabrielle, Echo, and Danny are also in the forest (: ))

[Blacki:3]

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When Austin opened his eyes next he was in his room. He was in front of the mirror brushing his teeth. He frowned at himself in the mirror. He didn't even remember getting back to his room from that stone cell. He didn't remember putting tooth on his tooth brush, putting the brush in his teeth. And despite that there was still tooth paste all up in his mouth and now dripping down into the sink as he stared at himself in the mirror with his mouth open in awe. He spit the remaining tooth paste n his mouth in the sink and thoroughly washed his mouth out of the peppermint taste. He hated when people messed with his head. And these people did it to other people every single day. he didn't like playing by other people's rules either. What ever had compelled him earlier had dressed him up in a plain white shirt and dark blue jeans. Just a typical day int the life of an experiment. No need for special or dressy clothes. He didn't really have any other clothes that looked much different so instead of wearing what the compeller had chosen he rooted through his drawers for something that looked even a little bit different. A hat maybe? A jacket? Everything in the drawer looked exactly like what he had on at the moment. Which meant someone had messed with his stuff, in fact everything in the room looked pretty much uniform. It didn't help he was ADHD so all the dull uniform pattern of his room and clothes gave him a head ache.

He sat on the bed looking around at the walls as if something were going to jump out at him. It wasn't that far off of a possibility. He had been having hallucinations for the last two days. Nightmares coming to life and all that. He jumped when he heard scratching inside the walls behind him. It could have easily been a rat or a mouse but it also could have just as easily been an angry spirit out or revenge. No telling how many people had been slaughter in the name of science. He tugged on the collar of his shirt feeling suddenly claustraphobic. He toke a quick glance over of his rrom looking for camera's. He was extremly paranoid, he even spotted a small camera in the corner of his room. He climbed top bunk and pulled it down. He looked into the lens so who ever was on the oter end could see what he was doing. Smiling slightly he pulled the cord and the red flashing light went out. He threw it into the garbage across the room making the shot.

Climbing down from the top bunk he walked/tip-toed to the door. Unlike the stone room this door was clearly marked with a handle. He turned the knob slowley hoping no one was on the other side. He tried opening the door slowley too but that just made it squeak louder. So he forced the door open stopping it before it could hit the wall. He looked down the hall. It seemed a lot longer than it actually was. He realized later thart was because he was squinting making the hallway seem 50 ft long. He pulled on his shirt and straightened his back realizing he was hunched over. After taking in a deep breath he walked down the hallway. His eyes darted from side to side as he looked out for any signs of movement. He lifted his head trying to act unsuspicious and walked with a drop in his step. As if he didn't have a care in the world because he was the biggest bad *ss to ever walk a deserted hall way.

(♬filler post 0.0 haven't posted in a while so this one was pretty long.♬)

(can't post 4 the week at my Grammies house XP)

[TrebleMaker]

{Symphonia - I almost forgot about them, x3. But yeah, Gabrielle, Echo, and Danny are in the forest, Austin is wandering the halls, -I think thats right anyway-, Shawn & Grace are in one of the hallways, and Elizabeth is apparently running around without a clue as to where she is going, because I don't want to have to post another for her right now. Riece is in the forest also, and that should just about cover it.}

[.:Adelaide:.]

((COOL! Thanks a bunch! Is there anyone open to RP with?))

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Formosa wandered down the halls of the lab quietly, hoping she wouldn't get noticed. Her hands felt like they were on fire from the last time she had made a ball of light. Which was recently. She had just woken up from a three hour long nap and she wanted to find someone to talk to. She doubted that anyone would want to talk to her, but she hoped that she could at least find someone to watch as they went about their business, helping her to know that she wasn't the only person with powers that was locked up here.

((Sorry! I fixed it! Now is there anyone open? She's just wandering the halls too...))

[Yuki.]

{Ugh, that font gave me a headache XD}

Grace blushed, and pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. Why was this boy being nice to her? Maybe it was a trap, and he is working with the scientists. Is he just like her? Does he have a curse too? A walk? Grace wondered why this boy wanted to walk with her. She rarely walked through the halls, and never with another kid. Maybe he is leading her toward a lab. Its just a trick, he is just another one of those scientist's mental games.
No.

Grace had to be more positive. If he wanted to walk with me, that must only mean one thing. He likes me. Why else would someone want to walk through these horrible spine-chilling walls? She then realized Shawn was waiting. His hand was out between them, ready to shake. Grace felt how awkward this was. She reached out her hand and gabbed his. Her hands were soft, and his against hers felt weird. Grace smiled as she spoke "A walk? What about your leg, your hurt?" he couldn't possibly want to walk with a limp leg.
Can he?

[Symphonia]

Gabrielle absentmindedly listened to Danny speaking, and found herself drawing a loose white t-shirt with a pair of elegant black wings that were very similar to Echo's. She didn't even catch herself until she took a good look at the picture and glanced up at the other girl. She quirked an eyebrow upwards, wondering how her mind decided to use her as a model. She never really drew other people or used them for inspiration. She would use nature and her own imagination. She pursed her lips and knit her eyebrows together and studied the paper. She liked what she had drawn so far. The girl in the picture had the t-shirt she had just finished with dark jeans and long, flowing dark hair. She was just about to add shoes to the picture when Danny had spoken up, this time, directing his question towards her.

His voice didn't exactly startle her this time. She knew that he was near her, but got so lost in her drawing that she jumped involuntarily. It was a strange question. No one ever asked to look at her drawings. She never even thought about showing them to anyone. She wasn't embarrassed, nor did she think that they were private. They were simply projections of her imagination on paper. "Sure, if that's what you want." She said, opening up to a random page towards the beginning and handing it to him. It felt differently without the black book on her lap, yet she still had a pencil in her hand. She just hoped that nothing would happen to the book so precious to her when it wasn't under her protection. "They're just a bunch of appearances that I've used on myself in the past. If you want me to demonstrate, you can flip over to the latest one I was just working on. With a few finishing touches it'll be good to go." She offered. It would be the first time that anyone other than a scientist would see her ability in action. But she had nothing to fear with these people; they were like her. They had strange powers just as herself.

[TrebleMaker]

{I didn't even really think about the font till I read it through x3, sorry. I've been testing new ones recently. This one better? :3}

|Shawn|

He almost wanted to pull his hand back when she didn't shake it, though right at he was about to she did take it. Her hand was warm, at least warmer then his ice-cold ones, making him smile slightly. "I can walk, don't worry." Shawn wondered though, it was the second time he'd told her not to worry, while he himself was. Though what she said seemed to trigger the pain just above his knee, and he winced slightly.

Maybe it was all just in his mind, this girl, the pain, Elizabeth getting hurt. Knowing his mind, it was actually a very likely possibility. This had happened before, many times in fact, when something was happening inside his head that was really happening. He blinked again, why was he thinking about this now? Shawn released her hand then, feeling the ice start to prick the heel of his hands. If someone were to look closely enough, it would look like sugar crystals were frosted along the base of his hands.

The power in itself was alright, but the affects were terrible. The bleeding, the weakness after using the ice at his own command or not, the feeling of utter depression, it was horrific. "So, do they do 'Experiements' on you too?" He used air quotations with his index and middle finger, a slight smile tugging up one corner of his lips.

[light.]

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Danniel looked up to Gabrielle, who was handing him the black notebook. He took it carefully, trying to take it as softly as he could. He had on his hand the source of Gabrielle's power, only sheets of paper, but still a source of big power. He looked at the drawings, and his mouth oppened a bit. Gabrielle was very talented and skilled in drawing, what he had on his hands was made by an artist, a piece of art. He shifted his gaze from the notebook, to look up to Gabrielle. "Wow! he said, still wordless. He sighed and ran his hand through his hair again. He looked down again to the notebook, and his eyes went through the pages, discovering new details. He stopped in the last drawing, the girl with the black wings. He stared at it for a while, stopping in every line. He looked at Echo from the corner of his eyes. A small hint of smile appeared on his lips. That drawing was pretty cool, and the girl on it was also pretty. Danny returned the notebook to Gabrielle. "You're very talented. That's more than a power, you're an artist" he said, looking at her with a smiled, still sitting on the rock, legs-crossed.

[Yuki.]

Grace hadn't noticed how cold Shawn's hands were. Grace herself was sweating as it is. She was too nervous, and her powers were working by default. This was one reason why she loved the cold. She could survive there because her body heat would adjust to the climate. Grace smiled as she heard his voice again. It was something so... indescribable. It was like someone could stab her in the knee, and she wouldn't notice as long as Shawn was there.

Experiment? So, he isnt with the scientists? Grace's face enlightened as the possibility of betrayal was gone. She gave a smile as she replied "Oh, yes, almost everyday" She frowned, realizing that wasn't good news. She rubbed her forehead, wiping away some sweat. "Oh, im sorry, is it hot in here?" She asked, then cooled down her body.

[TrebleMaker]

|Shawn|

He couldn't help but chuckle at her remark, the sound of how happily it seemed to make her to say it really sent him off the edge. Shawn quieted though, becoming more sober at her last comment. Hot? In here? He wasn't sure since his own body temperate was about 20 degrees below the normal since he had Ice in his veins instead of pure blood. Which was probably why the wound on his leg felt cold instead of warm.

"No, are you alright?" Shawn softly reached forward softly brush a hand over her forehead. Warmth didn't meet his hand, although she was warm enough to unfreeze the skin around the snowy Ice on his hands. As he pulled his hand away, water rolled off the new cut, streaming down to his finger tip. Closing that hand into a fist, he felt the cut too, sharp pain replaced everything. It made his thoughts fog for a second, then he bit his lip and let out a stream of words. "Can we walk? I'll be fine, just standing here is killing me." Not litterally, no, but if he could walk and talk, it'd get his mind off things.

Shawn opened his clenched hand, and used his other to softly brush the cut, Ice barely elegable now. He didn't smile at Grace this time, just turned and put one hand on the wall and walked. If she followed, he'd be happy, if she didn't it was well enough and he would probably be yelling at the world in 10 minutes. Who knew, he might be that way even if she followed.