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Post by SnowStorm on Sept 9, 2018 1:10:48 GMT -5
Darien studied Daphne for a moment, surprised by her question. It seemed that the memory wipe was starting to wear off with the arrival of color. "Miss. Daphne. Are you sure that the sound you heard was happiness?" he questioned her, purposely sounding doubtful. He had no doubt in his mind that the sound she did hear was happiness but he didn't want her to know that. If he could get her to think that the Rebellion was the cause of her wiped memory then there was no doubt in his mind that she would not leave him. She was his to own.
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Post by Swiftpool~♥ on Sept 9, 2018 1:27:29 GMT -5
(I can never settle on a photo for Jericho omg...)
Jericho took a bite of his dry as heck sandwich and forced himself to swallow. "Not... not really? I mean... I definitely felt different, but I don't really know what you'd call it. I just know that it felt... right? I felt comforted." He wasn't one hundred percent satisfied with the way he worded it, but it will have to do. "So... if it wasn't you. Then who was it? How did they do it?"
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Post by Swiftpool~♥ on Sept 9, 2018 1:36:36 GMT -5
Daphne shook her head and suddenly she felt scared. Yet, something tugged at her to go see the colours again. "No... I'm not sure, but after lunch, I will try to figure out how the colours are made." She was curious about that anyway. None of the warehouses has made them before, so how did they appear now? She was curious and wanted to know. Natural curiosity made her want to learn.
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Post by SnowStorm on Sept 9, 2018 1:37:33 GMT -5
Alexandrea's eyes softened at his words and she smiled at him, happy to hear that it felt right to him. "It felt exhilarating, didn't it?" she asked him, finishing off her sandwich so she could talk properly. "The Rebellion Jericho. Who else would do something like that." she told him quietly, crossing her arms in front of her so she could lean on them. "They painted it of course."
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Post by SnowStorm on Sept 9, 2018 1:40:28 GMT -5
Darien gave her a small, encouraging smile and patted her hand that held onto his arm. "Good girl. You can always speak to me if you feel scared or uncomfortable. I make it my duty so that you would feel safe. Now, let's head off to lunch, shall we?" he asked her, dropping his hand once more and led the way back towards the elevators.
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Post by Swiftpool~♥ on Sept 9, 2018 1:54:04 GMT -5
Jericho finished his lunch and looked around. He leaned in close. "Is there any way I can meet the Rebellion today?" he asked in a hushed whisper. "Do you have any connection with them?"
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Post by Swiftpool~♥ on Sept 9, 2018 2:03:51 GMT -5
The small woman nodded and she felt a little bit at ease. "Thank you, Darien. I feel a little comforted knowing that you're here for me." She let a small smile slip across her lips. She held onto him until they reached the break room and picked up the sandwich and her bottle of water that she packed today from the fridge. Daphne started eating, feeling a little uncomfortable with a lot of unfamiliar faces surrounding her, but tried her best to remain visibly relaxed.
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Post by SnowStorm on Sept 9, 2018 2:11:20 GMT -5
Alexandrea's eyes shown with curiosity as her head tilted to the side, studying the dark haired teen in front of her. "What makes you think I have access to the Rebellion Jericho?" she asked, both amused and annoyed at how obvious he made the conversation seem illegal. "Jericho, speak normally and stop glancing around like you're trying to hide something. You'll get us both found and in trouble." She told him sweetly, her eyes flashing at him as her smile took on a forced look to it.
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Post by SnowStorm on Sept 9, 2018 2:14:57 GMT -5
"You're welcome Miss. Daphne. " he told her as he escorted her into the break room. Seeing people stare at her so bluntly made his jaw twitch in anger and he stood, moving to stand behind her as he clasped the chair backing. "Good afternoon all. This is the lovely Miss. Daphne Shimizu that I spoke of earlier today. I'd like you to give her a warm welcome." he told the group, his blue eyes hardening near the end of his short introduction speech.
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Post by Swiftpool~♥ on Sept 9, 2018 2:20:36 GMT -5
"Right." Jericho cleared his throat and nodded. "I don't know. You seem to know about them. You share their values. I don't see why you wouldn't have any connection to them. Unless I am mistaken." He scratched the back of his neck and crumpled up his paper bag. He had so many questions, and what better way than to ask the group himself?
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Post by Swiftpool~♥ on Sept 9, 2018 2:23:33 GMT -5
Daphne looked up at pushed a bit of her hair away. She waved at them and continued to eat, feeling her cheeks grow warm when all eyes were trained on her. She ate in silence and sat down on one of the chairs while taking a sip from her water bottle.
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Post by SnowStorm on Sept 9, 2018 2:28:10 GMT -5
Alexandrea took a sip from her water bottle thoughtfully, staring at his paper bag as he crumpled it. "Hypothetically if I knew how to get in touch with them, what would you do then? Will you run to them or turn them in?" she asked slowly, taking a leap of faith. The boy was so obviously looking for answers at the moment so she was confident that he wouldn't snitch on them but she couldn't be too confident in his actions. This was their life on the line after all.
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Post by SnowStorm on Sept 9, 2018 2:33:07 GMT -5
Darien's cold blue eyes bored holes in each and every worker that was still staring after a moment in silent warning before he left, searching for his food that his sister had packed for him the night before. He didn't plan on having a lunch today even though he knew it was important but there was too much to do for him to waste on eating. He had just received files on who had their memories wiped by the government hours prior and he had to search through them. He had also planned on a meeting with the Lt. Sabbath. The poor man was on edge the entire day since the Rebels vandalized the promotional billboard.
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Post by Swiftpool~♥ on Sept 9, 2018 2:49:05 GMT -5
Jericho frowned and looked at the crumpled up paper bag in his hands, then turned his gaze to Alexandrea with certainty. "I want answers. I want to know which system is flawed. There's so much that I don't know because of this city that we live in and until today I feel like there's something else out there that someone doesn't want to see. I don't understand what's so bad about the system that we have, but I feel it in my bones that there's something more."
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Post by Swiftpool~♥ on Sept 9, 2018 2:57:59 GMT -5
Daphne shuffled her feet as she ate, trying to eat as fast as she could to finish her meal before tossing the wrappers in the garbage. Taking a deep breath, she sped her way out of the break room, dowing her water bottle and walked right into the lab. She clutched her fist to her chest, breathing heavily. "I'm okay... I'm not scared. Not scared." The wolf can smell your fear from miles away. The voice whispered to her again. She opened her eyes, but there was no one there. "I need... I need to work..." with a shaky sigh, she walked towards the microscopes and went to look through the lens.
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Post by SnowStorm on Sept 9, 2018 3:38:47 GMT -5
Alexandrea's eyes gleamed at his words and a slow, catty smile grew across her face. "That's what I've wanted to hear. I'll see if I can get a hold of one of them today so I'll get back to you at the end of the day before school gets out." she informed him quietly as she packed her stuff to throw away. "Have a nice lunch Jericho~!" she basically sang near the end, slipping back into her ruse as she disappeared back into the crowd. "Alex here. How do you read?" she called out quietly as she slipped out of the cafeteria early, brushing her hand across the device to turn it on as she ran a hand through her hair. She felt like the cat who caught the canary at the moment and it was obvious in her smile that she still wore.
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Post by SnowStorm on Sept 9, 2018 3:45:27 GMT -5
Darien flicked through the files that lay across his desk and paused as he read through two very familiar names. Justin and Maria Barnes.. He hasn't heard of those two for ages. He clicked on their names and all he could see was the bold DECEASED letters marking their profiles. "Hmm. I wasn't aware that mother and father passed after I turned them in. It seemed like only Miss. Daphne and a few others had survived the mind wipes all those years ago. How particular.." he mused to himself quietly, glancing up when he heard footsteps coming his way. "Ah. Lt. Sabbath. How nice of you to come." Darien greeted, rising from his chair as he went to meet the man mid way. "Please, we have a conference room right this way, we can speak safely in there." he told the tall man, motioning for him to follow.
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Post by Swiftpool~♥ on Sept 9, 2018 4:05:31 GMT -5
Jericho nodded and waved goodbye. He went back to pondering. Staring at the crumpled bag in his hand before he tossed it into the recycling bin.
Conner was monitoring the school, makong note of any security patterns. They've sent in more bots to guard the front and drones were circling the school. If he could follow their patterns, maybe he could memorize them and still break into the school as easily as he could if the security wasn't as tight. Risky, but it was one he was willing to take. Conner was drawn out of his thoughts when his com beeped. He glanced over at his charging device and reached over to place it against his ear. "Loud and clear, Miss. Barnes. What can I do ya for?" He greeted casually, his eyes training back on the school grounds.
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Post by SnowStorm on Sept 9, 2018 4:37:53 GMT -5
Alexandrea hummed softly under her breath as she packed away her lunch remains in her locker while digging out her next classwork. "I've had an interesting development happen during lunch. One that I think you want to hear about!" she nearly sang, glancing at her timetable before grabbing one more book.
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Post by Swiftpool~♥ on Sept 9, 2018 10:31:07 GMT -5
Keeping her mind clear Daphne carefully studied the pigments. She could see live cells and a lot of plant protein. Could it be that they had completely made their own pigments from scratch?
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Post by Swiftpool~♥ on Sept 9, 2018 10:39:00 GMT -5
"Oh?" Conner raised an eyebrow, "And what would that be?" He leaned back in his chair as he watched the drones and bots outside move at a steady pace. He took down some detailed notes before something at the corner of his eyes caught his attention. One of the bots along with a blue collared man entered the school he frowned. "Careful Miss Barns. I just saw one of the bots enter the school. Maybe for a random check. Make it quick and sign off."
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Post by SnowStorm on Sept 9, 2018 13:50:21 GMT -5
Alexandrea frowned at that and she quickly closed her locker, turning to head to the restrooms. She knew that the guards will not dare enter a woman's restroom and the bots only act on order if the guard knew she was there. "Our little birdie is ready to fly. He just wants to meet the wind first to fill his wings." she told him cryptically before signing off. She didn't want to draw any attention to herself and talking to herself per usual is one way to do exactly that.
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Post by SnowStorm on Sept 9, 2018 13:55:53 GMT -5
After the meeting with Lt. Sabbath, Darien glanced at the time and decided to head down to the labs where he knew Daphne was working. Maybe she found some interesting news for him.
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Post by Swiftpool~♥ on Sept 9, 2018 14:08:34 GMT -5
Conner blinked, taking a second to process before realizing what he meant. "Oh," was all he could say. Jericho wants to meet... him? Conner felt his whole face heat up. "Oh." He cleared his throat and got his bearings back. No time to dwadle. He had to think of his approach for tomorrow.
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Post by Swiftpool~♥ on Sept 9, 2018 14:10:41 GMT -5
Daphne felt the colours surround her once more, pulling her in a trance. She heard that loud pitch sound in her head once more and stumbled back. They had been a little faint before, like a small bell, but now they were louder, closer. She crouched on the floor and gripped her head, letting out a scream. "Go away!!"
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Post by SnowStorm on Sept 9, 2018 14:23:07 GMT -5
Darien started as a scream echoed around the halls of the lower levels of the BIS and the secretary broke into a run, not caring about his appearance at the moment. He did not know who's screams they belonged to but they needed to stop. Did an intruder enter the BIS? Impossible! He turned the corner to the lab and paused by the entry way, his back to the wall as he drew his gun. Did the screams come from the lab?
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Post by SnowStorm on Sept 9, 2018 14:25:29 GMT -5
Alexandrea let out a small sigh as the day wore on, glancing occasionally at the time. The day was relatively droll to the teen, she didn't get hit once but she could see the shadow of a bot passing the school door occasionally. She turned and eyed Jericho casually, wondering when she would have the time to speak to him before the last bell.
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Post by Swiftpool~♥ on Sept 9, 2018 14:29:54 GMT -5
Daphne sobbed as the high-pitched sounds became more and more menacing. Tears streamed down her cheeks. "Make it stop..." she choked out as the colours continued to surround her, closing in on her, suffocating her.
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Post by Swiftpool~♥ on Sept 9, 2018 15:24:10 GMT -5
Jericho sighed as he closed his locker and took a deep breath. Today, out of the rest that he has lived was one of the longest of his life. He picked out his textbooks that he needed to take him and locked it for the night.
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Post by SnowStorm on Sept 9, 2018 15:32:20 GMT -5
Darien peered into the room through the window and saw no one. He heard the sobs clearly and his grip tightened around his gun before relaxing. Taking a deep breath to steady himself, the Secretary of the BIS busted into the room. "Freeze!" he bellowed out, doing a quick sweep of the room. Confusion marred his face as he saw no one in the lab but Daphne. "Miss. Daphne?" he called out, lowering his weapon as he moved cautiously to her side. "Miss. Daphne. Is everything okay?"
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