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Charlotte was in an uncomfortable situation, it seemed like no one around her was her friend, except for maybe the Mexican, who had yet to voice his name aloud. She decided to try her chances on opening the door. When she finally had pulled herself up into a standing position, with her head still drumming, she walked over to steel barricade. Charlotte laid her hand over the slick, but rusting, blue metal. Pictures and knowledge swarmed through her mind. The opposite side of the door had the bolt, and then beyond that, a hallways, with another bolted door locked on the inside. Charlotte felt a wave of nausea wash over her, and then all went dark.

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Charlotte woke, what seemed like hours later, but it was mere minutes. She didn't know where she was, she didn't know these people. Her mind was spinning from what she assumed to be a concussion. The others in this room looked scared -what was wrong? "Où suis-je? Ce qui se passe?" Her voice was low and calm, no trace of fear or anger. When she realized that almost none of them understood her, she tried a more international language. "Where am I? What is going on?" Charlotte was in her science class last she remembered...and now here?

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~|If anyone is confused about Charlotte, I decided that she would be a much more...interesting character with the path that I am taking her on :P|~

[Nautica]

Chayse was listening to the conversation and realized the banter was almost funny. In fact, the whole situation was a little humorous. Here they were, locked in a little room, one person from each continent, while a zombie apocalypse was happening right over their heads. She couldn't help a small giggle. She knew the fact that she was laughing under the circumstances would make her look like a raving lunatic, but at this point, she really didn't care.
The girl looked up as the Hispanic boy approached. She shrugged after he spoke. "Oh, you know, I was just trying to cook the door; I thought we would all be hungry. Were the sound effects too much?" she said in her Australian accent with one corner of her mouth turned up in a half grin. She thought over the statement, though, and realized he probably wouldn't find that funny so she cleared her throat and glanced down at her shoes in embarrassment before looking back up at him. She knew she couldn't tell him what he had really seen, though--he would think he was locked in the same room as a psych-ward escapee. 'Oh yeah, I just have the ability to generate venom and I thought I'd test it out on the door. No big deal.' No. It wasn't going to happen. So she changed the subject.
"I'm kidding," she said, then paused to look around at the others, including the French girl, Charlotte, who had gone over to the door and looked a little unstable. "This is kinda crazy, huh? I wonder why we're down here."

[Honourable Villain]

Ryu sighed when the french girl apologized. Of course he would blame it on the sanity of this room but half heartedly, he really didn't care. He jumped when Charlotte touched him and he immiedately pulled away. When she fell he stopped and he didn't know if he should feel scared, angry, or even feel sympathy. He wasn't used to socialization juust yet, for the reason of his sudden shock.

Ryu's eyes widen slightly and his body tensed when she said his name and that he was frightening. "Don't you ever do that again you hear?" His eyes narrowed and he then stepped away back into his corner. He didn't want to be frightening but at least it would give her a reason not to touch him again.

He ran a hand through his dark hair and fully uncovered his left side of his face as his gaze fell upon the room itself instead of the people inside. His back leaned against the walland his arms crossed. He then noticed that the girl by the door was austrailian.

When Charlotte fell again, he released a sigh. He began to wonder what she saw when she fell. Did she see him when he was living with his step-father? When he put a bullet in his own sisters head when she turned into a living corpse? Okay maybe not the past. The things he was curretly feeling just before. Even worse. "The hell is she talkin' about now?" He saw that she was asking questions and she now became ignorant on what was going on. Did someone just hit her and knocked her silly?

His hands reached up to rubbed at his temples again when the headache began to take effect again. Ignoring the conversation amongst the others. He coudl careless what happened to them. All he wanted to figure is wheather he should stay alive in this god-forsaken place or just end it and be somewhere more peaceful. Right now, there was nothing to live for.

[skïttles]

Charlotte was stunned by the way the boy with the dark hair looked at her...as if he was repulsed by her. She had never done anything to him...she had never done anything to anyone. She walked over to him. "What did I ever do to you? Why do you despise me so?" Charlotte's question was completely sincere, as were the few that came before, asking who they were and why they were in this deathly room. Her pale-skinned hand twirled a lock of golden hair upon her index finger while she waited for his answer.

Taking in her surroundings, it was no wonder that everyone was so moody. Black vines crawled upon the ceiling -most likely water stains-, the air smelled of death, and it seemed as though they were trapped. Maybe she was trying to escape and she blacked out -sometimes that links to short-term memory loss. Short-term meaning a part of her life had escaped from her. The walls that caged them in here were a pasty off-white color and the floor was just grey cement. Charlotte found herself wondering how and when they would get out of their prison, and most importantly, what put them here. "Are we criminals?" she asked suddenly. She didn't know why she had asked such an absurd question, because she, Charlotte Adala Kohler, was most certainly not a criminal. She was just an even-tempered young lady training to be a scientist and develop vaccines that the public desperately needed.

[Honourable Villain]

Ryu was baffled on what words were pouring out of Charlotte's mouth. "Nothing," He hissed plainly and it was probably better she didn't know what she knew earlier. He just hoped she didn't touch him again. When she did, he felt too vulnerable and her eyes showed what she knew and that scared him. Maybe she still had some common sense left and not to pull a stunt like that again.

"No we're not criminals, we're just stuck." He sighed and kept his eyes down and away from the french girl. Hating the idea of her blood curling scream if he used his gaze on her.

[Gene]

Listening to all of the talking amongst the group, Arianna decided that she didn't care about any of it. The French girl seemed like some freak that should be in a mental facility, but Arianna passed it off as merely trauma.
Only one statement brought her to attention - the Australian girl's pondering sentence about why they were here. Arianna felt that they shouldn't be working out how they were going to get along, everyone's names, or anything else social. They should be figuring out why they were abducted and forced into a room together. No doubt, they weren't going to get the disease, but they would just starve anyway. So it couldn't be just some random lunatic's plan to preserve the human species.
Deciding that sleep was not going to come at the moment, she stood up and walked over to sit beside the Australian, opposite the Hispanic boy. She didn't bother asking if she could do so, although she usually abided by her manners. "Do either of you have any idea why we're here?" she asked quietly.

[skïttles]

"Well then, we must discover an escape then," Charlotte stated. She saw a group forming over against one wall and decided to join them. She looked back at the boy that she was speaking to before departing. The group all looked serious and scared. "How are we attempting to release ourselves?" She was talking about escaping, but not being able to completely understand the English language, she sometimes used words that did not quite fit together. Charlotte rubbed the spot directly in the dip in her collarbone, feeling a necklace pendant that wasn't there before. She held it up to look at the detailing that her fingers had fallen over. It said: S'en sortir... amour, Adala. Charlotte rolled over the term in her mind. Get out... love, Adala. Adala was her middle name... and get out? What was that supposed to mean? Charlotte stared dumbly at the small, thin coin that rested in her palm. She was scared, how serious was this really?

[BlissfulFarrago]

Replying to the Mexican's words, and completely ignoring the girl who had asked for quiet, Nathan said, "Kept here by fear? From becoming the living dead, of course! I don't think it's really a choice: this room or death." He sighed and leaned back against the wall.

Suddenly, the French girl passed out. Nathan stayed back, not sure what to do--it was entirely possible she was faking it. She came to a few minutes later, and was obviously in worse shape than she had been before. He spoke to her in French, saying, "What's wrong with you? We've been stuck in this room for ages! Because of the epidemic, remember. And he," Nathan nodded to Ryu. "Doesn't like you because you're a drama queen. Just like everyone else in here. And there's no way out unless you feel like dying!" He shouted the last sentence in English.

In frustration, Nathan threw his head back and banged on the slighly moldering wall. A low rumble came from behind it, and the entire room seemed to shift a little. Nathan gasped, suddenly feeling like he had run a mile--not an easy feet for someone like him. He curled forwards, breathing hard and trying to regain his composure.

((Blah, I don't like translators. :B I'll just go with saying he says things in French when he does.))

[Honourable Villain]

Ryu blinked when he felt the room shift and he growled when he couldnt have at least one whole minute to think. "What now?" He hissed with a fluent southern voice. He saw that a boy knocked his head into the wall. Hopefully he would knock himself out and maybe call it a day. "And I thought you said you were a scientist, what are you doing asking questions?"

[Gene]

Arianna watched the frustrated boy in mild interest. She felt sympathetic and could easily relate to him, but she was careful to keep the pity out of her eyes. She did not like it when people felt badly for her - much less when they openly showed it. No, if she pitied the boy, then she pitied herself. And she would not have that.

The shake of the building, though, raised her curiosity - especially so when the boy gasped and seemed exhausted. Whatever happened just then, it had something to with him. And she was suddenly ten times more interested in him than she was earlier. And what about the girl that she sat next to right now? She did something earlier, too...Something unexplainable. And the thought that they had some sort of ability frightened her and gave her the idea that she was losing it in this small enclosure.

She hoped that someone else would make the connection so she could assure herself that she was just as sane as she was before being captured.