So much for "god-like-figure"; im not the type to be able to draw people like that.... this this guy'll have ta do! Page six I guess; Enjoy~
Page Six:
"I'm Sammual- but you can call me Sam; I think we will be talking quite a bit." he flashes me smile and I feel my heart flutter.
"What, why would we-" I begin but Sam reaches out and grabs me by the wrist and quickly slides up the transit-band in one swift motion. I try to tug my arm back but he holds firm. "Yes, we have a lot to talk about. are you one of them?" he asks reaching for my gaze.
"Them who? who are you and can you let go of me?" I tug away again, and he releases me from his grip.
"Ah, I guess you don't know who you are." he simply puts it and shoves his hands in his pockets, leaning back on his heals.
I slowly back away, but he steps even closer than he had been in the first place. he leans next to me head and I hear him starting to speak but I firmly put a hand on his chest and push him away. "Get away!" I cry, then try to muffle my own voice in my throat- remembering my PC can pick up distress signals. I quickly send a reassuring-thought to it and there is a soft hum as a reply. I speak softer and in a more even tone, "I know who I am; but you on the other hand don't seem to know, or how to treat a lady for that matter..." I snort and look him up and down, "Nor do you know how to dress for public; where's your uniform?"
"I don't need a uniform, I don't attend this school. And yes I know who I am, and I know what you are."
"Whad'ya mean you don't attend this school? How could you get into the archive?"
"Your not the only one who knows how to hack things..." he grins.
I narrow my eyes and grimace, "How do you know I hack things?"
"You just told me." he says and I groan.
"What do you want? I'm late for class- I need to get back." I hiss the lie through gritted teeth.
Sam rolls his eyes and extends a hold, unfolding his fingers to reveal a tiny clear pod. "Is that an ear-piece?" I ask and he nods; I pluck it from his palm and put it in my ear slowly.
"I know what you are," his voice vibrated through my head, "and your not alone. I saw the marking on your arm." I take in a sharp breath and Sam takes my hand in the palm of his- sliding up the transit band and drawing circled on the base of my for-arm. the codes that had appeared for science re-appear and the flash the same on Sam's arm.
"So your...." I say aloud and jerk my hand back and jump up. "HA! I knew I wasn't crazy! I knew it."
"Hey, keep it down." Sam sends me in a thought-mail.
I grin wildly and celebrate in my head.
[[TAKE THAT WORLD{imaginary earth}]]
[[Uhh...]]
"I'm Sammual- but you can call me Sam; I think we will be talking quite a bit." he flashes me smile and I feel my heart flutter.
"What, why would we-" I begin but Sam reaches out and grabs me by the wrist and quickly slides up the transit-band in one swift motion. I try to tug my arm back but he holds firm. "Yes, we have a lot to talk about. are you one of them?" he asks reaching for my gaze.
"Them who? who are you and can you let go of me?" I tug away again, and he releases me from his grip.
"Ah, I guess you don't know who you are." he simply puts it and shoves his hands in his pockets, leaning back on his heals.
I slowly back away, but he steps even closer than he had been in the first place. he leans next to me head and I hear him starting to speak but I firmly put a hand on his chest and push him away. "Get away!" I cry, then try to muffle my own voice in my throat- remembering my PC can pick up distress signals. I quickly send a reassuring-thought to it and there is a soft hum as a reply. I speak softer and in a more even tone, "I know who I am; but you on the other hand don't seem to know, or how to treat a lady for that matter..." I snort and look him up and down, "Nor do you know how to dress for public; where's your uniform?"
"I don't need a uniform, I don't attend this school. And yes I know who I am, and I know what you are."
"Whad'ya mean you don't attend this school? How could you get into the archive?"
"Your not the only one who knows how to hack things..." he grins.
I narrow my eyes and grimace, "How do you know I hack things?"
"You just told me." he says and I groan.
"What do you want? I'm late for class- I need to get back." I hiss the lie through gritted teeth.
Sam rolls his eyes and extends a hold, unfolding his fingers to reveal a tiny clear pod. "Is that an ear-piece?" I ask and he nods; I pluck it from his palm and put it in my ear slowly.
"I know what you are," his voice vibrated through my head, "and your not alone. I saw the marking on your arm." I take in a sharp breath and Sam takes my hand in the palm of his- sliding up the transit band and drawing circled on the base of my for-arm. the codes that had appeared for science re-appear and the flash the same on Sam's arm.
"So your...." I say aloud and jerk my hand back and jump up. "HA! I knew I wasn't crazy! I knew it."
"Hey, keep it down." Sam sends me in a thought-mail.
I grin wildly and celebrate in my head.
[[TAKE THAT WORLD{imaginary earth}]]
[[Uhh...]]
Characters/ Encoded (c) Laura K
