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(My kindle spazzed out and posted - There was also two meals of bread and fish and bread and meat, and a pack of water.)
Fuego:
I looked over at the half wolf guy. "What's your names?" I ask everyone, but his specificly. |
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(Sorry... my post was deleted for some odd reason.)
Jayden would stand up and quietly go to the package with his name on it. He'd open it up and take out everything, pocketing it all cleverly, aside from the shoes, which he left by his cot, before sitting down on it. "My name's Jayden... where... ARE we...?" he asked. |
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Grey was going to wait until everyone else had their packs, and were all away from the packs general area before he even thought of getting his pack. He sized the newly awakened boy up. An idiotic wimp was his answer, however harsh it was. Bug eyes, still overestimated himself, and the girls hadn't really struck him as anything yet. The younger one was short caring, he guessed, and the older one was easily aggrivated. All harsh assumptions, but thats life, he thought. |
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The older girl had asked his name. "Grey..." he said, waiting for her to lose interest and walk away from the packs. |
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Scarab-
I cast a glance at Grey and move over to a corner and placed my back against the wall and shut my eyes. |
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Fuego:
"In some sort of test," I say, shrugging.
That really bothered me, having no idea where I was. My braids caught fire again, and I put them out. I couldn't waste my energy yet. |
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Fuego:
I toss Grey's pack at him and re-light the timber necklace, which had begun to dim. |
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I peer over at Grey and judge him as a judgementally shy person. I sigh, looking over the room and it's inhabitants, wondering what's going to happen and how everyone got here. |
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He nodded his thanks. She understood him. He opened the pack. There was a triangle, shoes that he also chucked away because he thought his snowboots were so much cooler, A knife that he frowned at ( He hates conflict with weapons) , The number two, and a note that had test 1 maze on it. Grey became confused. |
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Scarab-
"Test 1: The Maze" I read my note aloud. I grunt. "So we have to go through some maze? Where is the entrance?" |
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Fuego:
"I don't kno" - The room started falling downwards. I fell to the ground and hung on to the edge of the got, that was bolted to the floor.
(Cot***)
(BEST. ELEVATOR. EVER.) |
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Grey decided he didn't want to be in this conversation, so he fiddled with his triangle, hoping no one would notice him. |
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Scarab-
I stumble as the room went downwards. I get down on all fours to avoid falling flat on my face. |
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Grey pretended not to notice. He kept fiddling with things in his backpack, making sure he placed them back in the pack. |
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Jayden yelped and clung to the bed, which was hopefully also bolted to the ground. He hated that feeling of falling. |
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Robin
I held onto a cot as the floor dropped. I didn't want to get hurt... |
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Scarab-
I waited, and hoped it would end soon. This falling feeling is a bit unerving. |
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Grey calmly stopped fiddling. There was no conversation. He put his stuff away, stood up and slung his pack over his shoulder. Blimey, he thought, it's only an elevator. He was then thrown off his feet by the elevator stopping. "Maybe not..." he groaned. |
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Fuego:
Finally, the room came to a stop. There was a pair of two huge metal sliding doors on one side of the room.
"What was that?!" I asked, not bothering to put out the fire I knew must be there.
(The doors are automatic by the way.) |
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I stand up and brush myself off. |
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Grey stood up and walked straight toward the doors. "Hurry up" he urged. Now he did'nt want to be alone |
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Fuego:
I stood up, and shook my head go put out the fire. I went over by the door, where there was shoe imprints with our name on each one. I stepped on mine with my boot, but it didn't t fit. I took the shoes that were in the pack and changed into them and tried again. It fit. |
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Grey watched the girl do this. Aww, he thought in his head. He went and retreived the shoes, swapped them around and placed his shoes in the pack. He then stood on his designated spot. He was way too near everyone, but he dealt with it by closing his eyes and thinking of his grass song. That calmed himright down, and he became tranquil. |
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I slipped out of my converse and put on the shoes, sighing, shaken up by dropping so quickly. I shuffle over to the door, and stand on the shoe imprints with my name, wonder how they got our names. |
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Fuego:
"I hate these shoes," I mumble, and shove my boots into the pack. |
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