In the dark(1x1 roleplay)

[fugitive]

Voltaire watched her and started to wish that they where not in this small area. He looked at her and then away again "I had a plan, it kinda went boom though...." He let out a humorless chuckle as he thought about the little explosion and after a few moments looked at her "How about you? Can you think about anything?" He asked rather quietly, he knew he could think up something else, it's just he didn't want, that's what he told himself anyway.

[Chomp]

"Yeah." she replied, "Rip them all to shreds." the girl added with a smirk. "What else can we do? We could tell everyone else but they'd either call us crazy or go into panic. That, or tell the guys running this place and we'll 'mysteriously' die in our sleep." she muttered, looking around the closet. Her ear twitched back, hearing footsteps pause outside, and she lunged forward, slamming Voltaire into the back wall and kissing him. The door opened, one of the patrol lackeys peering in with a distraught expression. He opened his mouth to tell them to break it up, but instead just shook his head and closed the door.

Once he walked away, Shark pulled back, gagging and coughing. "That never happened, got it?!" she snarled. shuddering, muttering something about feeling like she was going to vomit under her breath. "Look, we have to get out of here, then we can get help from someone else." she said, opening the closet door. She'd plot something overnight. "Do you still want to find that supplies?" she asked, raising a brow at him as she often did.

[the other idea was to have her pummeling him, but ah, I want to see Voltaire's reaction lol]

[fugitive]

Voltaire sighed at her 'plan' of ripping everyone to shreds and slowly shook his head. He then heard the footsteps and before he could react Shark forcefully kissed him. He stood there in shock for a moment and then gagged and looked at her with a expression that read 'Do that again and I'll kill you'. He wiped he lips, shuttered and then wiped his lips again. "It wasn't my idea.." He muttered in reply and went a few steps away from her, he then rubbed his back, which was aching from being pushed against the wall. He looked at her after she spoke "Eh, something tells I should know, but what supplies?" He asked still keeping his distance.

{Lol, that made me chuckle.... Hehehe, I thought of making them doing that. xD}

[Chomp]

Shark shook her head, "Whatever, follow me." grabbing the collar of his shirt without waiting for a reply, she began out and down the hall, following it all he way to the back, around a turn or two, down the stairs to the first floor and towards the back of the building. Finally they reached a door in the furthest corner of the eery building with "BASEMENT" printed in bold red letters on it.

She opened it and crept down a brief long staircase, flipping on the light switch at the bottom. Pale light illuminated the small room. In it there were a few boxes and a couple of closets but mostly, nothing of interest. Making her way over to one of the closets she opened it and pulled out a wooden case titled "LAB EQUIPMENT - FRAGILE" and removed the lid. "This what you need?" she asked, raising a brow and crossing her arms.

[fugitive]

Voltaire looked at her for a second then at the box of lab supplies. "Hmm... Let me see.." He said slowly and gently pushed them around "Wow... I didn't know they even made that..." He muttered as pushed them around some more. "Yes, This is what I need." He said and then gently picked up the box, walked over to the stairs and waited for her.

(I has a brain block...)

[Chomp]

Shark followed him up the stairs, soon making her way past him. She turned around to face him, putting her hands in her pockets. "Here's the deal, meet me in the lab at this time tomorrow, I'll think of something overnight. You better help me figure something out too, you're the genius." and without another word, she went off.

[gonna do a time skip - if that's not alright, just disregard it]

It was the next day. Shark was a little late, but she made it to the lab and slipped in. "So, what do you have?" she asked.

[fugitive]

Voltaire look at Shark then the clock, then back at her and raised a eyebrow. Though she was only a little late he had to make a big deal out of it, he was a very on time person. He looked back to his table and sighed, "Well, I was thinking I could make a explosion on the first floor, it would be can of like a time bomb, and when the time is up we would be at the front. When they are checking that out the explosion, they should leave the front gate, thus it wouldn't be guarded and we could just walk out, simple."