Behind Closed Doors [Fantasy, Semi-Lit] *Not Accepting*

[TopGunFlyer]

Isi nodded, "Seems that way... All the doors are locked too. There has to be a way to unlock them.. I could just shoot the locks." Isi suggested, shifting her bag, which had more ammo in it and clothes. She'd been heading to a FBI training camp, so she had all the ammo she needed, hopefully. No one else knew what else was in the bag, and Isi wasn't about to share, because she was pretty sure that there was another gun, but Isi didn't want to check right. She figured she give another person a gun, only if she felt they could handle it well. She looked at Nick then Ryley, "Nice to meet you, Ryley."

Nick relaxed a bit, hoping things were calming down, "Nice to meet you, Ryley... Who's your friend?" He asked, curious to know who everyone was. He looked at the guy he'd been standing behind, "What's your name?" Nick twisted the ring on his hand and looked around the room again.

[especially me]

"Which could result in them being blocked forever if you were to aim wrong." Kat said simply with a small shrug. She looked at the bag that 'Isi' shifted and smiled softly. But it was hidden by her hand, which quickly covered it. She took it away once it had gone, sure she knew what was in the bag. She had heard a clinking sound; metal on metal. There must be more ammo in there. But something else as well, otherwise it wouldn't be pulled down as much. Kat had her suspicions. She leant against the wall though, keeping silent and wondering if Ryley would tell Nick who she was.

[TopGunFlyer]

Isi's mouth twitched to a smirk, "Except I'm a great shot. My father was a sniper and the best shot at the FBI, runs in the blood, like everything else. I hardly miss, unless I'm distracted, but I'm not. I have mild ADHD." Isi admitted sheepishly, catching Kat's suspicious looks at her bag. She tried not to read everyone else's body language, but it was hard, it was what she was trained to do.

Nick sighed, "You gonna tell us who you are, girl?"

[especially me]

"Things like that don't run in the blood." Kat said with another roll of her eyes. "Where were you in year seven science?" she asked matching Isi's smirk. "And if you were distracted..." Kat trailed off, leaving the question hanging. She half-despised this girl but also liked her a bit. But only because she was standing up for herself. "One good reason why I should Nick?" she asked, with a twitch of her hand.

[studio killers.]

(recap please?)

[especially me]

[well really... Kat found Ryley, they found Isi, Cole, Nick and I'm not sure who else is in the big room, Kat persuaded Isi to put away her gun and they are now just...well arguing and talking. *shrugs* just flick through the pages, it should probably give you a more clearer idea xD]

[Season of the Star]

Zara let the nausea pass. She felt it fade and turned away. Blinking, she looked around. Everything was clearer, more precise. It seemed untouched, for dust settled thickly over every item. As she looked back she saw her stumbling footprints lightly etched in the dust. She stared all around her, eager to learn something about her whereabouts.

Eventually Zara stood up to leave. She dusted off her pants before setting down the halls, nothing to hear but the soft click of her shoes against the ground. She looked around as paranoia set in. It seemed there was no end to this long hallway in which she had found. The doors seemed to be untouched, and every one she tried was locked. Was there no end to this place without memories?

After a few more minutes passed she began to hear voices rising within the walls. Echoing down the halls, it could only be one thing; she wasn't alone. Hope welled inside her, making her rush forward faster. She would have an end to her lonely trek through a forever hallway and locked doors. This would be her only chance of escape.

[thaliana,]

R Y L E Y
"See, now, you were a lot nicer to me when we met," Ryley said to Kat with a teasing smile, leaning back against the wall, hands still in his pockets - he was growing tired off standing around. He glanced around the room. There didn't seem to be many doors, here, just an empty room that was now filled with people. Seriously, what was the point of this place? Long corridors, lots of locked doors and lots of empty rooms. Pointless. And was that true? What that guy had said about the feeling of being watched? Ryley turned his gaze the ceiling and corners, searching for cameras or the sought.

[TopGunFlyer]

Isi sighed, "You're right, they don't, its a figure of speech, meaning, he taught me everything he knows. Except how to snipe someone, he left that out. He only taught me to shoot, fight, and read body language." Isi shifted uncomfortably as she talked about her dad, which she didn't like to do much. She was now beginning to have respect for the girl, which was hard to earn on Isi's standards, but earned well enough. She blinked and sighed, "Can we... Oh, nevermind. Look, I think there's another gun in my bag. If you want it, give me reason to trust you with it, and don't try to-"

Nick slammed into Isi, cutting her off, trying to grab her bag. He pinned her to the ground on top of her bag. He cursed and tried to roll her over. He managed to do so and grabbed the bag, rummaging through it, but didn't get far. Something punched him in the gut and he let out a gasp of air, clutching his stomach. Suddenly the bag was ripped from his hands, and one arm was behind his back, painfully reminding him that he was just beaten by a girl.

Isi finished her statement, "Take my bag, or I will hurt you." She untwisted Nick's arm from behind his back and pushed him away, swinging her bag back over her shoulders, "Please, don't, because I don't want to hut anyone."

[Lacuna]

((Oh, and .:Vitani:., there is one post where Morgan is talking to Simon, and I think that's all you actually need to read. It's here: Click. Everybody else, could you give the other characters in the scene a chance to post?))