-Gift of Freedom- (SL-L)

[Blaze]

NOTICE: Consider this role-play a gifted high school role-play, but without the high school.

On September 15th, 2005, ten teens mysteriously disappeared without a trace. The police couldn't find any evidence that could help with their investigation. But just as the police began to find some clues, the government shut down the operation. In the human world, everything went back to normal. But, as it turns out, these kids were no ordinary kids. They were gifted.

As it turns out, a secret government operation called 'Jackal' was issued by the president himself. It allowed human to test on the gifted to see how the "work". Fortunately, they have discovered nothing from the gifted. But they continued trying and trying. Now, their lab is somewhere in Colorado. They have infinite funds and spend over half of it on guarding the place. They test the teens all day and all night, waiting for something to show. Most of the teens just live with it, but some are getting restless. They want to escape. They want revenge...

RULES:
-Please don't make a bio, just explain your character in a semi-long intro
-Only one character each
-No power-playing or god-modeling
-Have fun!!

[Shady]

Allora's eyes were wide, yet she was tired. There were circles under her eyes, her pale skin showing maybe she hadn't seen the sun for a long time. She looked frightful, but she was along the most untalented along the group. Allora. Allora, allora allora... The name would sound familiar whenever it rolled across your tongue... Who was she? Nobody knew for sure, she came from somewhere else. She was delivered by what some called a demon to some poor household's doorstep. This continued. Nobody ever wanted her, and she'd been wandering the streets by herself since she was six, when she last ran away. Allora had fair skin then, maybe even a tan. But then she discovered she had an ability and was caught. She felt like a slave. Her footsteps were barely audible, she could walk without sound. Limp strands of hair fell to her side. Allora had grey eyes. Everything about her was grey. But! There was a fire inside of her. Burning to get out. Changing, forever changing. The ones that captured her were going to pay. HARD. She couldn't do anything now though. Allora was a lost soul in a broken down chateau. What a life. A haunted mansion, almost. She was blind. She needed desperately a friend to assist her, to break out...

[Blaze]

As a boy walked down a dull gray hallway, his eyes opened and closed in exhaustion. Kane wanted to just shift into a falcon or hawk and fly down that narrow walk-way. But areas like this were off-limits to the use of abilities. The only places you could use them were the labs and the mess hall. That's where he was going right now. The mess hall was the only good thing about this cage. He got to mingle with the other gifted and show-off his power. With short, brown hair, green eyes, and a lean figure perfect for shape shifting, no one wondered why he was one of the more leader-like ones of the ten. But it was the same thing everyday for them. Wake up, breakfast, work out, get tested, lunch, tested, free time, dinner, sleep. The only time that schedule was disrupted was for routine emergency drills. All the guards and scientists would run to the underground section of the complex, leaving the gifted unguarded but on lock-down. Kane finally stopped walking when he reached a metal door with a keypad next to it. He typed in a simple code and walked in. The mess hall was a wonderful place for him today. But he was sick of it. He was sick of everything here. He had been sick for years now. Captured when he was thirteen, he was one of the oldest of the bunch. Which also meant he was one of the most tested. He wanted out. To see the sun again was his only dream. He shook of the idea of escape and went to start the line for lunch.


OOC: Hey Alice is Allora really blind? Or was that just a figure of speech?

[▐ MONARCHY ♥]

Giggles came from a girl as she ran through the hallways. Why was she giggling you ask? Well, that answer is a simple one. The teenager was currently being chased by five adults, all of them male bodyguards, through the twisting hallways of the labratory. Normally this would freak any normal sixteen year old out, but not dear Katherine. She was not a ' normal ' teenager, and would never be - and oddly enough she takes offense when anyone calls her normal. The dark haired girl is like everyone else in the lab, a freak - but here was the only place you weren't a freak. So in a land of freaks, Kaytee strived to be the freak that stood out from the crowd of other freaks.

The young girl shreiked slightly as she turned a corner, in front of her were one of the bodyguards. They weren't bodyguards exactly - they were bulky brutes who watched over the gifteds, mostly making sure they didn't go anywhere they shouldn't. Now, not everyone had them, only the ones who were new - like Kayt - and had a past of misusing her powers - again, like Kayt. She was in her early sixteenth year, and was brought to the lab only a couple months ago. During those few months, she was hell with powers. So because of her misbhaving manner, she got bodyguards - yes, five of them.

Sparkie gasped as he came after her at a run. What did she do? She stood there, but oddly enough she suddenly phased out - yes, phased. She became a translucent image, only particially visible to the human eye. The man ran through her, and then she bolted forward. Normally she should be scared to death by all of this, but again - she's not normal, and she also happens to do this nearly every day. Kat then turned around and began back peddling toward the wall behind her. She looked at the bodyguards, they were flustered of course. How were thirty year olds supposed to keep up with a spunky young teenager who could shift through walls?

Kaytie then shifted through the back wall, and began to burst into a fit of laughs. Her giggling would've continued, that is, if someone hadn't been behind her, and if that someone hadn't grabbed her shoulders with a hard grip - and of course if he hadn't given his own devious laugh. Then everything would've been fine.

"Hey!"

[/color] she yelled as one of the men pushed her into the mess hall. She had a pouting look on her face, mixed with annoyance and anger. Caught again. The blue-eyed girl lifted her wrist, taking a good look at the bracelet on it. It was new, no doubt - with bright red and purple gemstones, with a blue one centered in the middle. 'Ugh, anothing power drainer,'[/color] she thought as she sighed. These were annoying, especially when the labs kept updating them. Again, they were for those who misbehaved - like Kaytee, but they were also quite simple to get off, if you knew how. Now Kayt knew how. She was one of those unique beings with more then one power, and one of them - like her namesake - happened to be electricity. She wasn't the best at it of course, seeing as it was a smaller power, but she could conjure enough static electricity to fry the internal work and then slip it off like a normal bracelet.

The brunette sighed again. She was too weak at the moment to use any of her powers though, except maybe make herself slightly invisible, and maybe enough phase left to walk through a cardboard box - but that was about it for now. Sparke sighed lightly and then sat down against one of the benches. They were up against the wall - with no backs, just bench - and a perfect place to do a simple phase fall backwards through it for a getaway. Katherine sighed again, but that would be a minute until she could do anything. Mad at herself, she took the hood of her white and grey striped zip-up hoodie and pulled her over her head, and then leaned back with her eyes closed.[/blockquote]

[Shady]

Occ.\\

Oh yes, she's blind. In figure and realistically. And if the skin you have makes your eyes can't read the font, like I have the purple thing turned on, just... Highlight it... I'm serious. I don't wanna change it, unless someone's going to have a seizure.

IC / Peanut Butter JELLY TIME-

Allora, Allora, Allora. What was the matter with her? Her hands reached out and touched a wall, to guide herself and make sure she wasn't going anywhere and straying off. You would have expected that she would have memorized the walls, the paths, the people and all by now. She'd been here such a long time. Her hands were encased in those thick leather gloves- So she didn't hurt anyone. Not super strength. This was a normal thing for people like her, living in this locked up world.

Her powers were that she could manipulate the emotions of others. She couldn't control it though. It just happened. Sometimes she hurt herself while these affinity-attacks happened. Once she made herself have a seizure, but she didn't die. She almost did, but of course there were doctors made especially to watch her. Because every time she had a power-attack, almost always, actually, she would hurt herself. She would make different emotions go to the wrong people, but the people here were helping her. Teaching her the element of control. Oh, no, not the people that ran the place. The people she didn't mind, that wandered the hall as she.

Allora rarely spoke. Her thick dark colored hair was swishing, however that happened. It was moving with her, as were her feet and hands. Like it had a life on its own. Her hair was tangled, and with the circles under her wide eyes that darted everywhere (even though she was blind), it made her look like someone in some sort of asylum. It was weird. Her tiny features- A small mouth, small face, small nose, but only one big thing. Wide eyes. And the circles underneath. She had small ears too. Only if some of her features balanced each other out, she'd look okay. Her black eyes, if that was even possible. Black eyes.

Allora felt her ears tingle, and her feet did too. She bit her bottom lip, and reached down to her bare feet to scratch. But just as she reached-- There was a sound. She heard footsteps. Was it Stephen, the naughty boy here? Or was it one of the newer kids? She twitched. Whoever was making that racket had better stop. She frowned, as she felt at the lunchroom's door. Where the sound was coming from, drat it. Grim grimacing time. They'd better not disturb her lunch time.

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[Blaze]

Kane looked down a the slop the fed the gifted. It looked like dog chow. And it tasted like it, too. But he didn't care. Just to make a joke, he shifted into a dog and ate the food. He continued 'playing-dog' and barked when some of the younger kids laughed. As he looked at their smiling faces, sadness seemed to slap him in the face. Besides the original ten, twenty-five more gifted were captured. Most of the new ones were only six or seven. They even had a four-year-old. Suddenly, his sadness has replaced by rage. 'How could they do this to kids like that?' he thought to himself. They will pay.

As angry thoughts ran though his mind, a girl suddenly burst threw the doors of the mess hall. He could easily tell who it was. 'Why does Kayt do these things?' Kane thought in annoyance. He considered Kaytee one of his closer friends, though he did not know how she felt about him. As she sat down on one of the benches, Kane, much to the other kids' displeasures, shifted back into a human and threw the rest of his food away.

"Is this sit taken?" he asked in friendly mock politeness. He took a seat anyway. "Caught again, huh? You know, you really should think about not doing that everyday. You know what happened to Johnny..." he said with a sly grin.

He shuddered at the thought. Johnny, a mischievous boy who could control fire, acted up a lot. Too much. He was ALWAYS shooting fireballs at guards or burning everything he touch. But one day the guards had enough of it. One of them took out a gun and shot him right in the head in front of everyone. They said it was a lesson to teach trouble-makers not to act up. But most people forgot it. But not Kane.

He quickly snapped back to the present. He hate the flashbacks that he would occasionally get. 'Oh well,' he thought with amusement. He turned to look at Kayt, waiting casually for a reply.

[GOD!]

A faint breathe, a tick of a clock, then a shiver ran down the spine. Down the spine it traveled, down to the his feet. Then into the ground, a blue haze raising up from the ground, swirling and twirling, messing with time. It slide up the wall, onto the roof, coating everything in it presence. Time went slowly, so slowly he could see everything, yet it made no sense. Why every one ran blindly in front of him.

He pushed a strand of black hair out of his face and took a step into the blue haze. It was always blue for him, he leave out side the world, in his own mind. He was a loner of the bunch, one of the ones that didn't hang around people like him. He let out a sigh as he place his hands on the back of his neck and continued to walk down the empty hall.

He knew which routes people took the most, it was easy to tell. There weren't many people and so many possibilities. Moving his hand down of his neck, his long black shirt trailing pass his hand. His black pants, not tight but not baggy either, went all the way past his black shoes.

He finally reached the large metal doors, right when Allora reached it. She stood there a while then walked in, he follow quickly behind her. Quite enough, he didn't like to be seen. His blue haze quickly filled the mess room, it wasn't activated at the moment, since everything was loud and fast. He didn't bother to get anything, just took a seat closest to the door, and against the wall.

Tommy let out a sigh, he shook his head black strand falling into his face. Tumbling, closing in on his only way to see. He let out a faint growl and pushed the stands away from his face. His black eyes scanned the room from where he sat, the two closest people in the mess room were Kaytee and Kain. He slowly sifted his gaze back to the metal table.

[▐ MONARCHY ♥]

Katie grumbled lightly to herself, sinking farther down the wall. When she was frusterated couldn't people just leave her alone? The answer was apparently no, seeing as Kane came and sat down next to her. 'This seat taken?' he asked, sitting down anyway before her answer. She grumbled a bit ore as she sat up. As she turned on the bench to look at her friend, the hood fell down - shrouding her face in light. It was bruised lightly where the guards grabbed her shoulder a little too close to her neck. She smiled a bit at his next comment, a smug look coming over her face. "Yes, but Johnny was an idiot," she pointed out, a smirk on her face. "I, on the other hand, am not. Plus my powers better then his. If they ever shot at me - like they would - I'd just phase through it. Then I'd like, play dead or something and go through the floor!" Oh, what a bad thing - Kayt was already planning her death scene. It never turns out well when she plans something - especially something as drastic as her death.

She then shrugged and blinked her eyes. "Besides, making mischeif is fun. They only caught me this time because I was goofing around." Then her stomach rumbled. She rolled her eyes, and then positioned herself so she was sitting indian-style beside Kane. "But I probably should've slipped out for a few days, maybe found some kind person willing to give a ride to a lost girl to Denver, eh?" she said. What was she referring to? The fact that she could phase through the walls and out of the building. It was actually fun, watching all of the guards bustle around confused while they tried to find her, while she was standing only meters away from them invisible. The pale brunette tended to slip out of the boundries a lot, but she only fooled around and had never actually tried to get away - but it was fun to play cat and mouse with the ungifted bodyguards. "So, what've you been doing while I had all the fun, hmm?" she asked, her green eyes looking at Kane.

[Shady]

OCC.\\

ALLORA IS SINGLE. But she can still have a crush, right?

IC. \\

The small face twitched, she had felt something brush by her. Allora's eyes looked around wildly, well of course she couldn't see anything, but it was a habit, like breathing. She was almost certain it was John, but then she caught the scent of Tommy's growl. she was used to his scent, he was just as anti-social as her. When she first came to this jailhouse, she had a crush on Kane... But now she wasn't so sure, they never spoke to each other and new girl liked him, it seemed. She would never like anyone in that way. Allora felt the walls, the familiar pattern of the flowers shaped like... Was it paisley? The wall was often repainted, some of the kids liked messing with the paint and peeling it off.

"Ahh.." She whispered. Her feet led her to the table furthest from the most social kids, but somehow it was near new girl and her guy. And Tommy, she could sense it, she heard his footsteps come here a minute ago. She closed a silent prayer hoping that she wouldn't make a fool of herself, or her power getting control of her. The thick leather gloves were protecting her fingers from being pricked, Allora had learned that the little kids were scared of her and liked to play pranks on her. Once they poked needles into carboard and set it on the wall where she was going. Allora's curiosity often got a hold of her. She touched it, and had another affinity-attack. There was a seizure coming too.

The girl who looked too small for her age turned around, where most of the trouble-making seven and six year olds were. The noisy lunch, she always wanted to finish first so she could go, but today there was a strange feeling. She wanted to at least try to be social. "H-hi." She whispered, only the third word she had said today, the first was from this morning when she screamed. There was no need to introduce herself, obviously. They all knew her, the crazy girl in the grey, or white. Never dressed in all black, unless it was the "Jackal Colors" day. Everyone proudly displayed the colors of the place, except for those who didn't care if they got in trouble.

Nonetheless, she was still there, and there was a tingling in her spine. Was something about to happen that she couldn't control? Nay, but it was the two words, the first that she ever really strung together since they put her in a straight jacket when she first came. A year later they made sure that she was frightened into doing something for them, and so she stayed... And they drained half of her power to do research but never found out anything.

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[Blaze]

As his conversation with the brunette continued, Kane's eyes wandered until they came across an odd bracelet around her wrist. Just then, it dawned on him. He chuckled to himself. 'A power drainer!! Of course!!' he thought with amusement.

Kaytee's next question really made him think. It seemed like it was simple, but to him, it was not. What had he been doing? 'Nothing' he thought grimly. He need to do something, anything at thins point. How about an escape plan. He thought back to the time he was first brought to this living hell. He tried to break out millions of times, but all his attempts failed. Then a new thought sprung into his mind.

'What if we all escaped?' he thought eagerly. 'Five or six minds are better than one,' He thought about it carefully, then decided it was a good idea. "Hey, how bout an escape plan?" He said abruptly. "Give this son-of-a-bitch's' a taste of their own medicine! What do you say!"

[▐ MONARCHY ♥]

She yawned a bit as she leaned back until she felt her back press the wall. Her relazed position only brought her trouble - of course - seeing as she began to phase through the wall. This snapped her attention back as her left hand grabbed onto the front of the bench and she sat up like a bolt. Oh yes, the downfalls of being a shifter - never able to take one moments relaxtion without falling through something. She growled lightly, in her head and in reality. It was the stupid phasing that got her caught and taken away.

She had been in New York at the Metropolitan Museum of Art with her parents and little brother. Everything had been fine - Adam was annoying her like usual, using his 'gift' to keep putting stupid images in her head. Her parents had been talking to some guide, so the only one who actually knew where she was would have been Adam. So he was also the only one who saw her become frusteredated, and then when she started forward someone got in her way - it knocked Kayt off balance, and thus she fell backwards. She had extended her arm to catch herself, the only thing is it never did. She went right through the floor. Kat had only heard Adam's screech of shock and her mothers anxious yell before she went through the next floor. Yes, poor people on the other floors, watching a girl fall through the floor, but thats not all. Some photographers were there asking to get into some star's bedroom, and thus when she fell on the ground they were all taking pictures. Katherina Sparke had just made the headline of the New York Times, lucky, lucky her.

Her parents had cut their trip short and rushed the family back to their little country home out of rainy Seattle - like that stopped anyone though. The Sparke's had photographers and newspapers practically banging down the door, so one day Kat phased invisible and outside to a nearby forest. She had walked around for a little while - but was ambushed by the lab's team. She had always been the rebel type, and thus fought back - only getting herself hurt and her power drained for the first time. Lovely. In all, if anything else she definately had the more public capture and hardest to hush up.

Once she caught her breath though, the brunette looked at Kane. Escape? Is that what he said? This honestly made her laugh, yes laugh at the thought of escape. "You say it like it's a hard thing!" she said, amusement clearly dancing in her eyes and across her face as she tried to stop laughing.

[GOD!]

If I die tomorrow, Will this song live on
Here is my, unopened letter to a World
That never shall reply

Everyone chatted, and talked, and most likely gossiped too. It was the main meal of lunch, talking your mouth off. Why shouldn't they either, the teachers were so strict. You talk and you might die, simple and sweet. He chuckled at the thought of it, some one getting shot in the class. To bad a lot of the kids here were so strong, so able to not die. If that made any sense. The teachers also knew that, any moment this kids could kill everybody and no one would survive. If we willed it, then it would happen. Maybe that was why everyone was stuck in here, why they forced the same routine on us over and over again. He smiled and slowly turned his attention the the girl in front of him.

It was Allora again, saying "hi." He shook his head, black hair fell over his eyes, and he stayed sitting down. She was blind, she had a power, and every body seemed to pick on her. It was kind of sad, but did Tommy really care about her. She was another prisoner in this cage. "We could fly right?" he asked her. A strange question, very strange. He smiled at her, though emotion was one thing she would never see. A faint smile, a smirk, or maybe a glare. The best she could do was sense it. She might even be able to sense it, like how she never sense the prankster behind her.

He sighed, placed his head in his hands and stared down at the table. What good would a wave to sit down be, would she still just sit there, did he need to help her down. He let out a grunt as he gave up on his so hard mood and glanced back up at her. "We could fly, if they didn't cut our wings. " he said, holding out his hands, turning his head to the ceiling. You could almost imagine the sky up above you. It vast space, open to any one, not matter how you lived and what powers you had. a sky for everybody to share.

"But the scientist don't want to share." he said with a frown, letting his arms sink back to his side, his head looked at Allora once again. He chuckled as he gestured for her to sit. "Go ahead and sit." he said at the same time. Tommy, a polite kid at some times, beside the ones holding his captive. The one question in his mind, would he fight them if push came to shove. Would he use his power for evil. Dip there reputation in blood. Show everyone what they were made of, then start a huge war. He knew what the future would hold in store for them if they escaped. It would be worse, the weak would be picked off, and everyone would hate them.

[Shady]

ALLORA !

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How this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul
And I know I'll find deep inside me I can be the one[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]

There was a moment's hesitation in Allora's eyes. Should she have really come over here, or just sit by herself again? She could be teased even more, she could stand it but it gave her a lurch of bad feelings when the kids insulted her. The blind girl with no control over powers, who looked weird with those wide eyes and small features beside that, eyes that didn't work... It hurt to be her. She almost got up and left, until she heard his voice. It sounded wonderful to her, she loved listening to people when they talked... TO her, not ABOUT her. She loved hearing it when Kane, Tommy, Alfred, Jane, Kimmy, or anyone nicer than the rest. Allora wasn't sure about new girl though. "Of course we can fly..." she whispered. Her voice was never over a whisper, she didn't talk much, and not much people talked back. She got used to it after a while. She was never loved as a child.

Allora had heard Tommy sigh, her ears could pick up the conversation Kane and Kath started, she could hear the little kid in the corner bawling at the top of his lungs. She felt her fingers grip the table tighter. She didn't even get her lunch yet... But neither had most of the teens. They were just talking now. There was Tommy going again. If they didn't cut off our... Wings? Somehow the words reached her, and she understood almost at once. There was the familiar tingle up her spine though. Oh, please no, not a power attack soon Her head was hung low, so nobody could see her eyes squeeze shut. She could still do stuff with her eyes, right? It was herself blinding herself, not born blind, exactly. Allora still had habits to blink. To shut her eyes when she laughed, even though she rarely did.

"Go ahead and sit" there was his tone again, gentle? Harsh? Light? She was already sitting, but maybe he wanted her to sit closer. Her fingers loosed slightly at the table, and one hand felt where the next seat was, where Tommy's sound was coming from. She moved quickly, not wanting to spoil the moment. Scientists didn't want to share. After all. Allora almost grinned. "Yes" she whispered, adding to her words. The tingling was getting further up her back, giving an odd sensation and perhaps a blush coming to her face. Allora's knuckles turned white, she was trying to control herself. Was she going to have a heartbeat's spasm, a few minutes of a seizure, or was she just imagining it, because she was stuck in a hell like this? I mean, who sticks a bunch of teens that most weren't even eighteen in a jail cell of a place? It was boring. To too many of them.

"W-would" She whispered. The shyness around her told her to shut up and let him do the talking, but Allora tried to resist the urge. "E-ever break out of this..." She quivered. She wasn't exactly shaking, more calm, even though she was shuttering. 'No, no no no no' THe tingling got to her fingertips. And she might hurt herself if her powers got a hold of her. Part of her mind wondered if something was watching her, she kind of had a sixth sense of these things. 'It's just Tommy... And the kids that pick on me. Nobody would do anything' Whatever the tingling was, it was rapidly spreading, she had never had this feeling before, she thinks. Allora knew that everyone, if they had a chance, WOULD break out of here, but some were too hesitant, some too shy, some too bold to stay. Some would be afraid to get caught. Well, more than just some. More like most of them.

Allora caught herself peering back up, and she thought there might be even another seat closer. Her thoughts got a hold of her, and when she reached, she touched human flesh, not the seats. 'Oh!' She repeated that out loud. "S-sorry" There was the shy again. 'Never never never' she screamed at herself. It seemed like everything was too risky now. Silly, over-sensitive girl.

[Blaze]

Frustration swelled up in the inside Kane as she laughed at his idea. "You don't even know the half of it..." he mumbled just loudly enough for the Kaytee to hear. "You know, there is more to this place than meets the eye. Look, I know almost everything about this place. There are literally power-proof rooms in this death-hole. And besides, theres still some place called 'Level 3' here. I heard that its like an invisible, electric fence surrounding this place. And those," he paused briefly to point at the power drainer, "Act like, shock collars."

"See, this is what makes it so hard to escape. That's why we should all try." As Kane stated his point, another item popped into his head. "You do no that they upgraded the drainers, right? When your strength comes back, try and shock it off you. Twenty bucks says in stays and you shock yourself." He added as he Kane grimaced at the slew of questions he knew was coming.

OOC/ Dark, you know there are no teachers here, right? Its just scientists and stuff. It's not a school, it's a lab.

[GOD!]

I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
I don't know why I instigate
And say what I don't mean
I don't know how I got this way
I know it's not alright
So I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit
Tonight

"The question is not would I." Tommy said as he glanced at Allora, who had sat a seat closer to him. The noise place, the voices raising, getting louder as every sound passed. Every one wanted to be heard, yet no one wanted their conversation over heard. Yet the loud volume made it so easy, beside if you sat close enough to whisper to each other. He shrugged at her, useless to care about every little movement she couldn't see, just go with the flow. She might as well be able to sense it.

She touched him, his arm which laid at his side covered with his black fabric. It was thin, almost like flesh, yet midnight black not see through. His eyes moved down his arm to his little hands hidden by the glove, like a cage protecting what was inside. He chuckled slightly, bring his left arm up to his mouth to cover his laughter. "Could I break?" he asked her, and himself. More to himself, designing the plan, which would ultimately fail in the end. Crushing every little pawn that played, playing with everyones fear about failure, about being brought back to the cage.

It was just best to stay but and deal with this torture. He let out a sigh and glanced back down at his little table. "What would you do?" he asked her, not even bothering to look at her face. It is not like she would know anyways. His finger tapped against the metal table, tap, tap , tap, like seconds to a clock. The slow tick, tick, tick, time move slowly. Forever in the eyes of some, yet no where near a second, quickly life passes at it's slow past.

He turned around to face her, his black eyes vengefully, forever gives you time to think. He gripped her shoulders, pressures upon them, his face was twisted into a snarl. The blue over lay was still there, everyone moved slowly to him, it was like always. Slow, and painfully. "I don't know what to do." he said in a whisper, the anger fading from his eyes. His hands dropped from her shoulders and he turned around again, defeated. "Only time can tell what will happen to us." he said before pushing himself up. He glanced once more at the blind girl, and didn't walk. Stayed there his hands on the table, his body slumped over the seats, his eyes locked onto the people in the crowd. "We will burn to ashes then blow away with the wind."

Edit:I added a bit more to it, but I still think it is short.
<Arg Sorry for it being for short, tired and surprised I had muse. I suppose I just have to dig really, really, really deep for it xD. And teachers Scientist they are the same thing to Tommy, either way they cause problems.>