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Post by Breanne..(: on Jan 21, 2014 19:37:49 GMT -5
((And wow haha. That didn't put like any of my paragraph indentions lol))
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Post by KenseyG on Jan 21, 2014 20:50:17 GMT -5
My eyes fluttered down to the rag in my hands and then to the cuts that covered my arms like tiger stripes. I wiped them clean, biting the inside of my lip as not to wince and then dabbed at a cut just below my cheek bone. Nixon stood in the open doorway, blocking it as an escape route and twirling his gun around like he'd spent his entire life starring in a western show. I dropped the bloody rag in his sink and looked at him expectantly. He stopped the gun mid-spin and held it at his side as he stepped away.
"Hands back behind your back." He told me. I did as I was instructed and once again the handcuffs returned. Nixon holstered his pistol and lead the way as he escorted us out of his OCD paradise of a living quarters.
We regrouped with Myers and Garcia in the hall and then, after walking through what seemed like miles more of hallway, boarded another elevator that required two codes and a blood scan. This time we only went up one floor before getting out of the elevator. This floor was also considerably different from the last. The floors were dark grey linoleum tile and the walls of this hallway were buzzing with people dressed in white lab coats and blue gloves. The entourage of guard tightened around me while the coated inhabitants of this floor skirted their way around us.
Once past all the hustle and bustle we turned into a more secluded hallway. We came up to a door like none other in this prison. It was a tall white arching door with a simple doorknob, but when Nixon grabbed the knob it turned red for a moment like a hot ember. He didn't flinch so I'm guessing it was just a scanner. When he pushed the door open it barely made a sound. I took a breath and held my head up a little, putting on a look of confidence and defiance as I followed Nixon's long strides into the room. There, across the room was the girl from the picture, my partner- Zayna. I would have been concerned about how scarred and battered I must've looked while meeting the first person I could actually side with in years but she looked just as worse for wear. As Nixon brought me over next to her I noticed fresh blood trickling from her nose and past a cut across her upper lip but her green eyes looked up into mine without even a fleeting look of question. Her watchful eyes grazed over me and I shrugged slightly when she raised her eyebrows. I looked away from her and eyed the guards at the other end of the room, uniformed differently than the typical grey-branded prisonkeeps and I scowled at them and the man next to Nixon who stepped nearer to us. His silver hair glinted in the light and his icy blue eyes looked pleased to see us in this predicament. I sneered.
((Idk, he could say that stuff and then be like "But first, Mr.Timely, could I have a word with you in the hallway?" and then he and Nixon could leave and the guards would all be just like along the other wall making sure Zayna and Levi don't do anything while they're gone and then Levi and Zayna could like start talking to each other until they come back?))
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Post by Breanne..(: on Jan 21, 2014 21:13:25 GMT -5
((KK!!!!!)) “Levi, Zayna,” he said, looking to the boy then to me. “Follow me please and you will meet the head director of this particular facility and mission.” “Oh you mean there are more creeps above you?” I asked, faking surprise. Jonathan glared at me then made a motion with his hand. "Mr. Timely, may I speak with you for a moment in the hallway?" he asked the man who had escorted Levi in. The man nodded slightly and followed Jonathan to the door, glancing back at Levi in a threatening way; probably to tell him no funny business. The door slammed shut heavily, echoing off the walls in the room. I took the opertunity to wipe my nose on the sleeve of my jumpsuit, smearing blood on it. I winced as the sting registered in my mind but ignored it as I looked back over at Levi, waiting for him to step up and talk.
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Post by KenseyG on Jan 21, 2014 21:35:32 GMT -5
Levi "Levi, Zayna" the man said, shifting his gaze away from me and onto her. "Follow me please and you will meet the head director of all of this particular facility and mission."
"Oh, you mean there are more creeps above you?" Zayna asked, faking surprise in a way that made me snicker. The man glared at her and then made a motion with his hand.
"Mr. Timley, may I speak with you for a moment in the hallway?" he asked Nixon. Nixon nodded slightly in silent compliance and followed the man to the door, glancing back at me with a threatening gleam in his eyes before he disappeared behind the door. After a thudas the lock slid into place, they were gone. I watched the guards along the wall warily and knew they were all trained solely on me and Zayna. I broke my glare from them and looked at my new partner in crime. She was wiping her nose on the sleeve of her jump suit, smearing it with blood. She winced slightly and then slowly looked up at me expectantly. I shifted a little bit under her gaze and looked at the floor, trying to think of something to say.
"It's um, nice to meet you. . ." I started off, quickly realizing how unoriginal that was and just awkwardly rambling on until I trailed off. "I mean, even though the circumstances totally suck. . . I'm Levi, but I guess you already know that sooo. . ."
((Haha awkward conversation starter xD Sorry!!! If you can think of a better way to start the conversation we can redo this xD))
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Post by Breanne..(: on Jan 21, 2014 22:24:34 GMT -5
((Haha I kinda like it xD Its realistic!!)) Zayna Levi looked over at me then glanced at the floor, shifting uncomfortably. After an awkward moment of silence, he cleared his throat. "It's um, nice to meet you.." He started, slowly trailing off. "I mean, even though the circumstances totally suck.. I'm Levi, but I guess you already know that sooo.." I looked up at him and couldn't help but smile at his face. I let out a little chuckle, trying to figure out how to make the situation less awkward. "I'm Zayna. Guess we're gonna be spending a lot of time together in the near future," I remarked lightly, not sure of what to say.
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Post by KenseyG on Jan 21, 2014 22:46:01 GMT -5
Levi She chuckled at me, just making me feel like more of an idiot but oh well, gold star for trying- right?
"I'm Zayna. Guess we're gonna be spending a lot of time together in the near future," She said lightly.
"We should probably make the best of it then. Despite the obvious death threats and trained killers chasing us down. . . At least we have a goal to work towards." I replied, mentioning the only good part about this situation at the end of my statement. "And I don't know about you, but freedom from this place sounds pretty great to me." I let on with a smirk.
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Post by Breanne..(: on Jan 21, 2014 22:53:44 GMT -5
Zayna "Tell me about it! This place I hell on earth," I muttered. "So who's the big guy with you? Jonathan called him your.. Keeper?"
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Post by KenseyG on Jan 21, 2014 23:04:58 GMT -5
Levi "Well, I didn't realize I was suddenly a dog to all these people." I quipped. I shook my head with a sigh and glanced toward the door for a moment. "Brigadier General Nixon Scott Timely. He's some big hot shot that's in charge of my punishment. You probably wouldn't want to cross him. I'm convinced he has a pact with Satan." I confided, being half serious but enjoying the strange quirkiness that the conversation took on.
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Post by Breanne..(: on Jan 21, 2014 23:15:13 GMT -5
Zayna "Someone's in change of your punishment?" I asked, astounded. I shook my head. "Of course there is. It the government!" I looked around, acting like a was searching for eavesdroppers. "Just between you and me, he looks way too professional. I wish he'd slip into something more comfortable.. Like a coma."
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Post by KenseyG on Jan 22, 2014 7:38:45 GMT -5
Levi A little shocked by her snarky reply, I burst out laughing and a smile crept across my face. "Yeah, you and me both." I told her, still chuckling. My grin faded, though, as soon as Nixon and the other man came back in the door. I looked at the floor and tried to keep my cool, waiting for them to tell us something.
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Post by Breanne..(: on Jan 22, 2014 7:49:28 GMT -5
Zayna Levi smiled and laughed at me, making me chuckle a little at my own remark and wonder where it came from. I usually wasn't the wittiest person around. When the door to the hall rumbled open, I cast my eyes that way, wondering what would happen next. As the two men came closer, Jonathan cleared his throat. "Levi, Zayna," he said, looking to Levi ten to me. "Follow me please and you will meet the head director of this facility and tho particular mission we have bestowed upon you." "Oh, you mean there are more creeps about you?" I asked, feigning surprise. Jonathan glared icily at me then made a nation with his hand, causing three guards to flank either side of Levi and I. As I looked at then, I could help but let out a single humorless laugh, causing everyone to look at me. "Something funny, Miss," Jonathan asked tursely. "Oh, no. It's just that you surround us with guards like we're.. Dangerous or somethin," I replied, wiggling my eyebrows. "They're bit for your benefit!" Jonathan replied angrily, his eyes flashing. A small shiver went through my spine but I merely shrugged back at him.
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Post by KenseyG on Jan 22, 2014 7:55:14 GMT -5
Levi I snort at the man's reply as the guards flank us. "I guess they just came for fun then." I remarked sarcastically. Nixon backhanded me in the gut as he walked past me and I inhaled sharply. ((Idk how to do the next part cause I don't want to get all the stuff out of my notebook but we can do this in person probably lol))
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