19 turned his back and walked away. Occurrences like this brought
back too many memories, and it was idiotic of him to watch, even
though he did. He’d been “rescued” by the Community at an unusual
age; most had been found when they were mere toddlers, few older
than 5. He, however, had been 11 when he had finally slipped up and
exhibited his abilities in public. The next day, they’d taken him
from his kindly mother and younger sister, kicking and screaming.
The absence of the two women had left a churning black void of
sorrow and loneliness in his heart, one that he rarely ventured
near, never dared to delve into. The independence and the sense of
self that had been results of his time with them had gotten him
into trouble, deep trouble. Never again, his mind whispered,
and he agreed.
7’s hand dropped from her mouth as she turned around to take a look
behind the trunk “You er.. good?”
Buffy was concerned for 5... but still, not by that much. She
wondered where from 5 got such a drive to escape. A sane person
ought to have given up by now, right? Not that she was questioning
her sanity.
5 felt the sharp teeth of a mouse. She looked down in alarm, and
immeadiently shook her leg, trying to get the mouse off. "Uh, no
way. Trying to break it will end up with me on the ground in
immeasurable pain, delerious, throwing up, etc. Belive me, it's
happened, and it is not fun." She sighed, looking up at the cloudy
grey sky. "Sometimes I wonder if my plans fail because I'm alone."
Her face hardened. "But then I remember that no one is going to get
hurt because of me." She glared at Buffy. "I'm fine, thank you very
much." She knew perfectly well how most people thought of her. They
thought she was insane. Thought she was a nuisance. The brainwashed
guinea pigs didn't exactly have a very good view of her. Like 5
cared.
The mouse stopped, exited the mouse body, and left to find
Murasaki. Murasaki sat in wait, her sketchbook hidden, seeing the
mouse body, she ran over, and looked for her mouse friend’s spirit.
She saw it poke it’s head out of the anklet, and she sighed,
relieved that it was okay, then remembered that it was a ghost, and
ghosts can’t die a second time.
Kaida, still in dragon form, with Snowy tucked back into bed, had
approached 5. "Do... you need any help? Not just with that......
plastic thing... but with trying to get out... I want to get out
too..."
“Right then.. heh.” 7 huffed. She slipped back behind the tree and
continued her conversation with the weather pretending to not
notice Kaida. The obvious distaste in 5’s reply made 7 a bit
irritated. She’d much rather converse with the sky spirits.
He punched the tree once more, his hands red. "urg" He walked back
to his room. He looked calmer. He flopped on his bed not minding
the pain. "hur" He sat up and began wrapping his fists in
bandaging.
5 looked up at Kaida. "I'm not letting anyone else get hurt. Who
knows why I haven't been killed by now, I've been trying to escape
since I was 4. But I can't say that anyone else who gets caught
will be as lightly treated as I have." Her eyes had a stone cold
look in them, and she grit her teeth. "As for the ankle braclet, I
want it on. I'd give anything to not have my ability, to be normal.
I want what the Outsiders have." 5 looked down at the ground. "And
if I have to live like this, I'd rather live it my way." She
paused. "Though.." she whispered. "If you were serious, and had a
plan, it would be a shame if you were to sneak out after dark and
meet me behind the Mess hall.." 5 pouted mockingly. "But we're good
little guinea pigs, aren't we?"
7 was very good at eavesdropping (especially with her sky friends
having eyes everywhere) and listened in on 5, Kaida, and now
Marasaki out of curiosity’s sake. Meet after dark eh? Like the dark
could stop prying eyes. Besides a baby dragon and an army of dead
rodents wouldn’t break you out. Still though... there was always a
chance.
7 stretched before whispering to the wind a quick few lines. She
then took a small book titled “Watership Down” from her pocket and
began to read.
"I... I'm not a guinea pig, do I look like one?" Kaida asked,
tilting her head, "I just want to see what's out there...... and
maybe try and find my parents again........ Maybe it's not as
dangerous as those guys want everyone to think..."
Marusaki realized no one was paying any attention that she was
there, so she decided to listen in on their conversations that
night. She asked one of her bird spirit friends to spy on them
later tonight. “Can I come too?” She asked Mora and Kaida.
11 had been eavesdropping on Kaida, Mora and 7’s conversation,
using shadows to carry her soul closer while lying unmoving in bed.
Maybe she would meet them, and help. After all, no one could ever
spot her when she was in shadows. It would probably be hard to
cover so many people, but she would try. After all, all of them
wanted to escape. 11’s name was Natasha, she remembered that very
clearly. She sometimes had visions of soldiers dragging her away
from her home town twice...the first round hadn’t been so smooth.
She relieved her memories daily, however terrifying, and thus
probably ha the sharpest memory of the outside world...
5 smacked her head. "Idiots. I'm surrounded by idiots." She shook
her head and stood up. "Forget it. I'm not working with people who
attract this much attention. Looks like I'll be playing the good
guinea pig role and staying inside." Ignoring all of them, 5
stalked inside. "I thought I'd give working as a team a try, but I
guess not." She flopped onto the bed. "I hate my life."