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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 7:03 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 7:07 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 7:12 pm
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 7:14 pm
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Busy, keep himself busy. Unhooking the pack Marcus frowned at the discovery that even the sewing needle had been taken. "It's not bravado Ami, it's necessity. But try to see if the runes follow any patterns similar to what we use for barriers. Sydenye was it? Do the same. I'm not waiting for a rescue that will never come, nor, will I wait for death." His foot kicked out, the bars of the cell not budging. "But good to know that while our lives are are at risk some will find the time time to joke about dicks. Harrions, you're in a cell with a heavy hitter. I want you trying to break the damn cages, not laugh about the fact that we most likely have been left here to die."
Leon got a glare. "Yes, Leon. Thank you. Now shut the ******** up and punch your way out if you can." His leg lifted again, this time aiming at the hinges to the cage.
BANG
The heel of of boot had a new indent on it, and from the looks of the cage, not much damage had been done. "I want all of you trying to break your ******** cages. Not sitting on your a**, not joking about dicks, or in general being a ******** moron. They make illusions, it's up to us to break free on them. No one is coming to rescue us, so get working on rescuing yourselves. I'm not about to die here and I'll be damned-" BANG "-if I watch you all give up-" BANG "-like a bunch-" BANG "-of ********-" BANG "-apathetic cowards!" His boot kept slamming into the hinges of the cage. Not moving.
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 7:18 pm
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“They’ve gone crazy?” There was skepticism in his voice, and Wilson couldn’t help but steal another glance at Ami. Aside from the sadness and...such, she seemed normal. Then again, he still hadn’t spoken with her directly yet. “…I see, well, glad you’re doing alright despite all of this.” Wilson didn’t know if she could see him, but he gestured to the entire area in general. “The sigil? No, no we didn’t.” But maybe he should have. He remembered the script having a scene about hunters discovering the sigil. “The person playing Medea was acting out this scene and, well, I don’t know. I could see and hear some things, and once she finished speaking I was here.”
Wilson shifted inside the cage. “Aside from the aching muscles, it looks like I’m fine.” He could hear banging as Marcus kicked his cage. “Hmmm. So, Ofie, what’re you going to do? Are you going to try to bust out too?”
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 7:22 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 7:33 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 7:38 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 7:39 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 7:40 pm
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[ entering! ]
Madeline was a heavy sleeper, so even if it took her a few long moments to recognize the sound of people talking, it took her even longer to wake up. Rolling over, she threw her arms around the closet warm thing and pressed her head into it like a pillow, rumbling something about five more minutes into its side. Alas, it seemed like poor Wilson's stomach had just become a pillow.
But as with all things, Madeline's peaceful sleep had to come to an end eventually.
BANG! Marcus's kicking sure as hell did the trick.
Cracking an eye open, she blinked and peered up at Wilson, righting herself away from his side with a lazy yawn. "Hey, lover boy, lover girl, - " She said, rubbing an eye, and waving her fingers at Ofelia too, "what's going on?" The sun trainee turned her head and took in their surroundings with a sleepy stare, her brain flickering on and off as she glanced around, spotting others in cages - in cages, of all things, - and some people she recognized, and some she didn't.
"Welp," She yawned again, stretching her arms and staring at Wilson and his conversation partner, "shouldn't we be hatching an escape plan about now? Or am I late to the party?"
Fortunately for Ami, the poor sun trainee hadn't seen her yet, and even more fortunate for her were the bars separating them, because when she did, hugs were the least of her plans. Maybe.
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 7:53 pm
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