The Escapees

"And get ourselves killed while doing it! Do want to go back there?" I glared back at him. I was so close. I could feel freedom, the breeze on my skin and a road of endless possibility stretched before me. He couldn't ruin this for me, not now, not when I was almost there.
"Who are you? What do you want?" he said.
"I'm Aaron, and I want to get out of here."

Drustan:
"Good."

I glanced over him. He was wearing a white, one-piece suit, just like all the other subjects, and his hair was dark brown.

"I'm Drustan. Which Wing did you come from?"

(OOC: Ew, white one piece suits?)
"South." I replied. "You? And what are you doing here? Same as me?" I shifted from foot to foot nervously, wanting to be gone. The back of my neck prickled, like there was someone standing behind me. But I was just being paranoid, right?

(OOC: Yep, whaddaya excpect?)

Drustan:
"East", I said, nodding to the corridor I came from. "And yes, I'm also trying to get out."

..."I wonder if anyone ever has..."

(OOC: but they're so UGLY! Can't it be like, pants and a shirt? One piece outfits - besides dresses, of course - disgust me)

Aaron
Nice, another to-be escapee. He might be able to help. I shrugged. "Maybe. I hope not. They'll spend less money on making this place secure if they think we won't be able to get out. Speaking of that, we shouldn't just stand here. Someone's gonna find us."

(OOC: Haha, too bad Sar-Sar :p)

Drustan:
I ignored his pessimism.
There had to be a way out. And someone must've gotten out sometime...

"Well, since that girl just came from the East Wing - like me - I guess that you don't want to follow her... So, South, West, or North?" I asked him, gesturing at each hallway as I said its name. "We really should get away from this intersection," I whispered, realizing the danger of being here. "Someone could come at any time and we wouldn't be ready for them."

(OOC: )

Aaron

I nodded. "My point exactly. Um, North? We know they have testing in South and East, and they can't have it everywhere, can they? So maybe they have a way out that way. What do you think?" Please, please, please let that be the way out.

Drustan:

I nodded. "Ok, lets go."

I started striding to my left, up the North corridor, staying right in the middle.

Aaron

I followed him, slowly enough that my feet barely made a sound on the floor. I kept close to the wall. "Hey," I whispered. "Try to be less obvious, kay? Like, stay in the shadows or something. Someone walks down that hall and the first thing they see is you." He was making me nervous. If someone say him, they were probably going to see me too.
I shivered, remembering the sensation of a needle piercing my skin. I wasn't going back.

Drustan:

"I glow like a light bulb dude," I snarled, stepping into the shadows so that Aaron could see. There was no way I'd be able to blend when almost all of me was white.

I took a deep breath. "Sorry. I'm just... Jacked up about this whole situation..."
But I continued to walk in the middle.

(OOC: are we actually going to let them escape?)
Aaron

He was giving me a headache. I rubbed my temples, trying to soothe the pain. "It's okay." I said. "I am too. On the bright side, all the walls in here are white, so you blend in just fine." Silence. It was deafening, suffocating, punctured only by the sound of our footsteps.
"Where do you think we'll go, when we get out of here?"

(OOC: I don't really know. I was kinda thinking that if they escaped the GC wouldn't really go after them. So what if they find a, like, blocked off underground section that's kinda abandoned and filled with people who they just let go there and that have gone crazy. And so, also in this place (that's really secret) there's the biggest secrets and projects and stuff.... And so, they find it and kinda live down there with the GC people wanting to get them so that they don't find out about the projects. Like that idea?)

Drustan:

I looked at Aaron as he rubbed his temples. Was that kind of side affect of a drug? Was it contagious? I took a step away from him.

"Where do you think we'll go, when we get out of here?"

I answered, "Me? I don't know I don't have a home or anything. My parents died in a car crash...
"What about you, do you have a family waiting for you?"

(OOC: Hmm, cool. In the interest of time - cause I want this to last as long as it can - why don't they get captured soon, escape again, and then go there? So our characters can meet other people's characters and stuff.)

Aaron

Drustan stepped away from. I wondered why.
"Nope." My headache spiked an all-time high just thinking about it. Families weren't something I'd had good experiences with.

Xia
My guard brought me back to my room which looked an awful lot like a cell and sat me down on my bed.
"They'll come get you in an hour and check if something is happening."
Without waiting for my reply the guard closed the door and locked it. I sighed deeply and rubbed the spot on my arm where they had injected me with a big needle. From experience I knew that the days to come weren't going to be pretty.
Those awful side effects...

Judd Snow: Somewhere In The North Wing

The hiss of melting metal filled the air as Judd focused heat on the air vent. The fastenings melted quickly and Judd grinned as he levered the mesh covering to the floor. Silently he levered himself up to the opening. Just before he pulled himself inside he glanced over at the camera he'd shut down. Without a second thought he hauled himself through the opening and started crawling away.

The docs wouldn't check on him for couple of hours, assuming he was still out of it from the operation. Judd grimaced rubbing the surgical bandages over his chest. It was a minor operation and he'd learned to deal with it as he grew up, but it hurt. Soon he'd escape from this place and be able to live in the 'real world', Judd thought as he crawled through the vent.

Judd daydreamed while he made his way through the maze ventalation shafts. Wondering if all the stories the other subjects had told him about the outside world were true. Suddenly he heard agitated voices below him. Carefully Judd made his way to one of the shafts openings and peered through the mesh.

Beneath him two boys close to his age were arguing in hushed tones about... escaping? "Looks like I'm not the only one fed up with this place." Judd thought sardonically.

"Hey, you two bozos!" Judd hissed down at them and they glanced around frantically before looking up to see his face through the screening. "I take it you don't know that you're arguing in the middle of the recreation quarters for the scientists in this wing. There are probably at least a dozen of them behind those doors, maybe more."