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[Caesol]

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[It's all good. ^^ My muse is lacking now, after sticking Jehal.]

"Train them?" She looked distrustful still. When she was doing her time, she wasn't trained, but pitted against others. It was sheer luck that she is still here. "To fight and to use their powers?" Her blue eyes darkened as she clenched her fists. "How are we supposed to do that?" Layla asked in a low murmur, "What if they have an ability that is different from ours?"
Her stomach rumbled but she shook it off. "It's alright." Layla said, walking a little ahead. She slowed her pace so that she fell in step next to him. "We could eat later with the new ones." At this, she fell silent, wondering if the men were going to make her to train someone.

[Jaytheunicorn]

Jay.

Steel-blue eyes fixed their blinded vision towards the opening door. She feared it was the suited men again, but this time once her eyes adjusted, it was a girl just like her. She blinked, a puzzled reaction flashing across her face but she shrugged it off and acted her nonchalant ways. "Who are you?" She hissed. Clearly, Jayla was in no mood to be talked to as if everything was okay since clearly - nothing was okay at the moment. "Who were they also? And why am I tied up in this room?" She questioned. More questions flooded her mind for she felt she wouldn't be able to ask these questions now when she wanted them to be answered. "I don't remember anything... And would it kill them to add some color in this room? It'll drive anybody insane." She muttered and began to criticize the room like she did in her mind. Then she began to pound Cameron with questions again. "Why are you smiling?" She snapped, anger washing over her.

Daniel.

Once the aftermath of the injection washed away, nothing was left but his tensed body still and sweat was still matted onto his forehead. He looked down at the soft patch of skin where they injected him with but then he noticed they were still in the room. The two men gave him a cold smile and a loud-enough sneer, as if they wanted him to hear their mocking laughter. They slipped out of the room, talking among themselves. "Ahh... All new ones are such wimps." One of them called to his partner, who just followed beside him with a curt nod. "They'll toughen up soon. We'll make them." A cold smirk tugged his lips and they closed the door behind him. New ones? They'll? Thoughts raced Daniel's mind as he began to think again. His fist were still clenched as he began to shake the chains digging into his wrists again. They hurt so badly he had to give up, he didn't even want to see the mark the damn chains would leave on him, possibly cuts that sliced his skin. He sighed and looked at the door.

(Fail post fails. -Headdesk- )

[Mah Wolfie]

Cameran watched her ask her questions, curios if she even heard her comments. 'No wonder they took her. I am so not jelous of the person who is going to be training her! Man will she ask a lot of questions!' She thought with a mental sight. 'Wonder what other pointless question will she shoot - Can I brush my teeth? Oh, a little over-board...' As Jay asked her last question, Cameran sighted, rubbing her forehead gently. Her blue eyes were locked onto Jayla. "All of your... annoying questions will be asked later. And just for the record - I'm smiling since you are amusing. That's what people do." She smiled again, a fake and a mocking smile this time. Cameran walked around a little bit, her glance on the ground, her hands on her back. She suddenly stopped with a frown. "Wow, you're right. This room needs more color." She mumbled annoyed as she moved her glance from the boring white floor onto to the girl with the many questions. "I will answer just one question - I am Cameran. The person, who will take you to the answers."

[ So now they will take all the new guys to a big room where they will ask all their questions, get an answer and meet the old guys, where they will pick a trainee {SP} =3 ]

[Jaytheunicorn]

Jayla.

Jay raised a eyebrow and her eyes turned to slits. Shooting a cold glare through narrowed eyes at Cameron. "Sorry to ask, Ms. Sassy." Jay snapped with a roll of her eyes. If she wanted to play that game, so would Jayla. She refused to show any weakness or softness to some girl she just met who'd already slammed her down for being curious. "I'm Jayla - The girl who'll slaughter you with questions." She smirked, though of course being playful. She glanced down at the chains on her ankles and wrists and pulled her wrists up, only to be forced back down and turned her head up to look at Cameron. "Hey, wanna do me a favor and take these off?" She said with a hopeful smile until she turned her head to the door and heard people walk by. Probably more of those suited men, she thought with a hiss before looking back at Cameron. "I'm glad I amuse you." She grumbled half-heartedly.

(I dislike short posts so much T-T )

[ossa di cervo]

((I'll either post again later tonight or tomorrow. Right now I'm cleaning, then I'mma play me some Dragon Age 2. ;>.>))

[Mah Wolfie]

[ Really? Dragon Age 2? My friends said it wasn't worth it, but I haven't tried it out myself. They said AC was better and I might agree, but really haven't tried DA2... Anyways, got off topic, I also post later, but tommorow since now I'm not in the mood and I have to go. Night everyone =3 ]

[CoffeeAddict]

Jakob watched the lab coated men warily. Wondering what they were going to do. He wasn't going to ask though. No way. Jakob wouldnt give them that satisfaction. His eyes followed the two men as they walked up beside his table/bed thing. And then the one on the left pulled out a needle. H*** no. These guys were crazy if they thought they were going to get that thing into him. Jakob pulled against the restraints as hard as he could. They wouldn't budge. At all. Jakob stopped for a second to catch his breath. The guy was almost done prepping it. With one last heave Jakob pulled against the restraints. Still no movement. At all. What the h*** did they make these things out of? "It just makes things harder if you resist." The one on the right said, contempt covering his whole face. What an a**. The one on the left, needle guy, nodded at the one on the right. Before Jakob could move any more the one on the right put his hands on Jakobs forehead. Holding down his last moveable body part. Jakob let out a string of cusses that would have had his buddies looking at him funny. "Impressive but that really won't help you." Needle guy said as he slid the needle in. Jakob felt like fire was runing through his veins as needle guy pushed the plunger down.

[not done!!!!]

[KryptoniteReaper]

In an obnoxiously shrill voice, the man leaning over Tifa let out a laugh. "Well it's nice of you to join the land of the living Tifa Strife." Another laugh and he leaned away leaving the light to blind Tifa again. She squinted her eyes and looked away, towards the man in the lab coat. What are you doing??, she asked. At least she thought she did, but he wasn't answering. She tried again focusing on her lips to move What's going on?? This time she noticed the reason he wasn't answering her back was because she wasn't speaking. Somewhere, there must be a communication loss between her brain and her voice. She tried to swallow but her mouth was too dry. Aww f*** Tifa. Look what you have gone and done to yourself. Can't even swallow cuz you're body's outa wack. That's what you get for struggling. Tifa gritted her teeth and told the voice in her head to f*** off. She then noticed the man/scientist/doctor, whatever the h*** he was, was holding something. A more focused look on the object told her it was a syringe with a clear liquid inside. The doctor held it up, squirted a fraction of it out and tapped the plastic a little. It felt like Tifa had entered a sci-fi movie at the wrong time. It's not that she hated needles, it was what was in them that looked to be a problem. She coulda sworn that liquid was water. A confirmation came from the doctor when he turned to her once more with the needle poised and ready to be injected. "Water. This is the special ability we have chosen to give you. Fantastic I know." With another evil, shrill laugh the doctor stuck the needle deep into Tifa's vein. A blood-curdling scream made its way through Tifa's body and out of her mouth. The pain was excruciating. Her body seared with intense agony. She could kill to be back in that house on lockdown right now. Surely that was less torturous than this. But eventually the pain did subside. If not a lot than enough that she could stand it without screaming bloody murder. The doctor had left long ago and in his absence was only silence. Tifa thought maybe she should be glad for this time to herself, but she wasn't. She had been left alone for so long already..... She spoke too soon because just then the door opened again. This time it was two people in white lab suits. They undid her bindings while one explained, "You're done in here. It's time to go meet the others." Others?? There are others? Tifa wondered if all the others went through what she did. She didn't speak out loud though, just let them lead her out of the door and into the hallway to who-knows-where. At least it's out of that room., Tifa thought.

[Caesol]

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He felt his stomach churn again, causing him to pale considerably. 'Ah, d**m*t.' Even if it was unfitting for someone like him to say this, he felt seriously screwed up. His arms felt like they were on fire and the sides of his head started to hurt again. The door creaked open as a group of men stepped in. Jehal instantly put up his arrogant appearance once more. He curled his lip and snapped tersely at them all, "Back for more, have you scum?"
To his surprise, they didn't answer. Rather, they exchanged secretive smiles before they all began to speak to each other in hushed whispers. "All right then. Disperse." More than half of the group left the white room, leaving three back here with him. The one who spoke before leaned over him, staring at him with curious eyes. It was obvious that he was a bit different than the other messed up people here.
Jehal felt himself smile scornfully as he asked, "Where'd your cronies go? Off to terrorize little kids with frog-stickers?"
"My, my, what a cocky air this one has." He retorted, imitating Jehal's air of defiance. He turned to the two other men, "Cut him down." He said.
The teenager felt himself being hauled out of the bed and escorted in an awkward position. "Come, come. Follow me." The man beckoned to the two with his finger as he led them out of Jehal's room. As he was moving down the hall, Jehal tried his best to get a glimpse at his surroundings and his guards.
He grimaced - The hallway was an unslightly white, although it was a bit darker than the rooms. Still, it was displeasing to the eye.
As for the guards - The two men held Jehal up by each of his arms. They were much taller than he was, not to mention that they were more muscular as well. Jehal found that he could barely touch the floor, so escape wasn't a very plausible option yet.
They continued down the haul in a rough fashion. Jehal's feet nearly dangled over the floor as he was somewhat carried to their destination. It was unslightly and a bit disturbing to the teenager, but he found by flexing his fingers, that some feeling was beginning to return to them.

[Mah Wolfie]

Cameran watched with curiosity the girl strugling and pulling at the chains. After she asked to take them off, Cameran looked her in the eyes and simply shock her head as if Jay was asking to know the time. "No." Cameran simply said and sighted. It was time to take her out. She was supposed to do that five minutes ago, but it was fun to hear their opinion on this h*** whole. Oh well, maybe another time. Now the trouble was getting her out and 'escorting' her to the big room. The old fashioned way?
"I'll let you go, if you don't run." Cameran didn't want for an answer and started to untaggle the chains. "D*mn it, so much easier to just blow them off!" She hissed quietly under her breath, but continued to strugle. Finally, the sweet echo of the chains hitting the ground was the sound of victory. After finishing the other three, Cameran nodded with her head as a sign of 'Get up' to Jayla and walked to the door. "Don't run." She repeated. "Or else I won't have a choice." With these words, Cameran opened the door and waited to adjust to the light. Once she saw the familiar hallway, she turned her head to Jayla, waiting, watching to see her responce.

[ I'll post with Gregory later, I have WB now and I gotta eat breakfast =D ]