Unwind: Run To Survive

[firestorm]

Night covered the city in a blanket of stars and smog, it soaked through the streets chilling its citizens and making them alive. For some though, the darkness is not welcome. Two squads of Juvey-cops are huddled, tonight they are busting a gang of Unwinds, they have been causing trouble up in Fresno and they had been caught on film, moving down state, finally they had caught up to them. The boss smoked a cigarette and then blew the smoke all over his men.

"Ready boys?" he whispered.

OOC: Sounds like everything is about to hit the fan XD or is this a different town?

[Vega]

-Ashley-

She quietly walked down the cold,dark streets. The moon iluminated the streets but the darkness engulved all the alleys.
Ashley looked back forth. She felt uncomfortable. She had spent night out in the city at night before but this particular night...it was different.
Stay calm Ashley, you can so get through this, She thought to herself.
Yet she still could shake the feeling that and unknown prescence loomed near her.
She started to walk faster.
Her breathing sped up and her heartbeat began to race. Then Ashley heard a voice!
Oh God! What was tat she thought.
She reached back to pull out her pocketknife but she couldnt seem to grasp it.
Panic filled her body and she began to tremble.
Then she spoke. "Whos their?....C-come out now...or,or....or else!"
Her weak demand had little backing to it for she knew in a worse case scenario....She was good as dead.

[Nami]

OOC; sort've Fire, its in a different town a little ways from Laurence, Anjali and Alex. So, things are going to hit the fan, but not near them XD

IC: The soldiers stiffened when they heard her voice, "An unwind." one whispered.

"She sounds spooked." Another said, concerned.

The boss arched a thin brow, "I don't give a %$@! you wanna sit this out boy or help us with these criminals?" He looked out the alley, "they are all as good as dead anyway." he muttered, sucking down the last breath of smoke and then puffing it lightly into the air.

"Lets go." Jumping up, they were silent and swift, they moved down the street, the concerned man, Riley Jacobs, saw the girl and moved toward her.

"Freeze." he said harshly, though he could see her shaking. "Drop the knife!" he ordered.

The other soldiers fanned out and soon enough, Unwinds were running like ants whose home has been destroyed, the soldiers tranquilized the ones that tried to get away and they dropped instantly.

"Freeze and we won't shoot!" One of the soldiers shouted. It was chaos, but Riley kept his eye trained on the girl. She was scared and he didn't know what she would do.

[Strafe]

OOC: Did the Police seriously overlook Julia? Really? I'm pretty sure there are plenty of witnesses. And so... uh... I guess I'm going solo again. More insanity I guess...

A funny tidbit. I'm staying in a four star hotel in San Francisco at the moment, so I thought it was a funny coincidence that everyone in the RP is in California too. Maybe I'll see Robert Dawson here... haha...

-Julia-

She blinked. Funny. What was she doing now? It seemed she was standing above a body. A large man's body, with a bloody crushed head. A hammer was in her hand, but she didn't know why. It seemed everyone was in a panic, running away from her. She could hear sirens in the distance. It didn't bother her though. What really bothered her is that she felt...

Hungry.

"Why don't you eat that then?"

A voice from somewhere. She turned to her side, and there was a boy pointing to the corpse. It was Jason, probably. Maybe. Who was Jason?

She laughed. "I wouldn't eat that. It looks terrible. Probably tastes like Chicken."

The boy smiled. "No. It actually tastes like Steak."

Julia noticed that the boy had a bloody ring around his lips, and his teeth were stained red when he smiled. She thought it was cute.

"Well... Alright then... if you say so... I am hungry after all..."

She bent down and lifted the man's hand to her mouth. Just as she was about to bite down, she was tackled violently and pushed to the ground by a large man. But not the large man that was the corpse. That would be creepy.

Whatever the case, she had scraped her arm badly.

"Ouch." She giggled.

The man on top of her screamed, voice trembling. "Get down! Get down! You have the right to remain silent!"

She looked for Jason, but it seemed he had run away. Didn't matter. He'd be back, probably. Maybe. Who was Jason?

---

Next thing she knew, she was sitting at a table in some dark room in the diner, with a single bright light glaring at her face blindingly. A dark man was sitting on the other side of the table. She couldn't see his face. Pity. It was such a nice room with such a homely comfortable feel to it. She would rather have seen the man's face than have him shrouded in mystery.

Mystery?

"So... I'm not sure why we're questioning you, since we already have multiple eyewitness accounts that you are the murderer. But still, I'll ask you. Did you kill him?"

Julia looked around the room for Jason. Seems they didn't let him in. Too bad. He was probably lonely. Maybe. Who was Jason?

The man looked at her strangely, as she was craning her neck awkwardly. "Uh... Miss? Are you alright?"

She looked at him, and cocked her head to the side. She smiled, confused. "Uh... No? I didn't kill anybody? Who? What are you talking about?"

The man was a bit bewildered, and he placed his hand at his belt instinctively.

"Uh..." He took out his walkie talkie. "We've got a live one here..."

"Oh yes! I'm certainly alive. I know that much. Right Jason?" She looked to her side.

There was the boy. "Of course you're alive. I can see you right there."

Julia turned to the man "Yes. Says Jason. So clearly, mister, I am a live one."

The man blinked incredulously at the girl who talked to herself, and swallowed nervously.

Just then shouts broke out and the man jumped up. He looked at her hesitantly before running out of the room, drawing his gun.

Julia was alone now, so she stood up and walked out naturally. She was still hungry of course.

Strangely, no one seemed to notice her as she went to her car. She saw the corpse lying on the stretcher, and no one seemed to be minding it, so she took it to her car, and put it in the backseat. Never know when a corpse might come in handy...

So she drove off like normal. It seemed like a normal night anyways. Nothing exciting was happening. A motorcycle sped off quickly, and she followed it until it outran her car. She ended up just following the road until she reached an abandoned house an hour later. The motorcycle was outside of the house, so she guessed it wasn't so abandoned anymore.

"What do you think?"

She turned to Jason, who was nibbling on what looked like a human finger. It was strange, because the dead man in the back still had all of his fingers. He shrugged. "I dunno."

Julia got out of the car walked up to the porch and knocked on the door. "Hello? I'm hungry. Can I come in and eat something besides steak?"

[Vega]

-Ashley-

She froze. Ashley knew that if she tried to run the soldier would not hesitate to shoot.
She felt very strange though. The fear had actually lessened as she recieved a strange comfort from this, unique attention.
Ashley slowley inched her hand away from her bag and placed her hands down on the cold cement.
She looked around her. She saw many soldiers around her. One soldier seemed to be fixated on her.
Then she spoke over her shoulder towards the direction of the man.
"P-Please...Dont shoot...."

[rocklobster]

OOC: Nami, are your characters talking to Chelsea?

[Lil_Ninja]

OOC: Nah Strafe, they didn't overlook her. I was just letting you decide what to do with the cops
That's pretty twisted though! Crazy stalker cannibal!

IC: Harley climbed off of the bike, wiping the tears from her face. "Yeah." She replied in a somber tone as she walked to the back of her motorcycle. She opened the side bag and dug through the miscellaneous items, spotting the map next to a bag of beef jerky. She took note of the food, and pulled out the map. She handed it to Amara.
As they headed inside the abandoned house, Harley was silent, her arms folded and her eyes on him.
"Why did you save me?" She finally asked, looking into his hidden eyes. She wasn't used to kindness, especially when given by a stranger. "You've known me less than a day, but you still risked your life to get me out of there. I don't understand."

At the sound of someone knocking, she froze. "Amara.." She looked to him, not knowing what to do. Instinctively, she grabbed a spare piece of wood next to the boarded up window for self defense, just in case there was trouble.

[Nami]

OOC: Strafe, do you know how much I love you for that?! I rofled! Literally, it was awesome!! Also, that post is so twisted, I love it.

@Rock:Robert Dawson's not talking to Chelsea yet, I wanted you do go ahead and make Chelsea near him or something and he can spot her and possibly help her.

IC: Riley Jacobs blinked in confusion, he knew the signs of a killer and this girl was not one, she was scared and shaken. Something had made her flee into this horrible part of town and his heart reached out to her, but he had a duty and that was to keep her from stabbing him.

He walked closer, guarded, "hand me your bag slowly." he said calmly, his eyes trained on her all along, "I'm not going to shoot you, stand slowly and hand me your bag. I promise I won't hurt you."

-----

Amara brushed his bangs from his face and eyed Harley from under them, what an odd person he had picked up, though of course he had rescued her, that was just the kind of human-being he was. But of course in the world where parents were allowed to unwind their children, people did not trust easily.

He opened his mouth to reply when the knock came, a shiver ran down his spine as he turned to the door. "Stay there." he whispered so quietly it was almost like he hadn't spoken at all. He moved to the door and leaned against it, peering out a crack in the wall.

Amara felt his heart freeze, this looked like the girl who killed Earl. He stiffened, but he couldn't do anything right now, so instead he replied; "Who are you? If you give me a good reason not to blow you away I'll let you in," he hesitated, "I've got some food in here, its not much..." something to barter with was always a good idea. He still held the map in his hands and he cursed under his breath, he would have to drop it down somewhere if this got ugly.

------

Robert Dawson was not an unkind man, in fact, he was one of the nicest people you would ever meet, he loved kids and wished he was married, only he had been on the news for five years and no one wanted to date a News Man, apparently.

Robert was not an ugly man, he was quite handsome, but to the public he was no Brad Pitt. He sighed dejectdly as he slogged through the parking lot, he was almost to the front door when he saw a strange girl. He cocked his head, for some reason, he actually stopped to watch her, there was something interesting about her. She was guarded and obviously scared. Was she an Unwind?

OOC: That's you Rock!

[Strafe]

OOC: Yay! I'm back. Unfortunately... I didn't catch Robert Dawson... and more unfortunately, my laptop broke... So I'm using a slow old one.

And thank you, I try. Of course, You notice that Julia is getting gradually more... strange. So this is just the beginning. Maybe the progression so far is like this:

Jason occupies Julia's body and is normal right when she wakes up, then begins to hallucinate that Julia is still there after she leaves her house. But they're still normal Jason and Julia even though its creepy. Julia loses consciousness as she kills Earl, then begins to act like the child Julia from the nightmare talking to the child Jason from the nightmare... Where they are both actually crazy. That's where she is now.

-Julia-

She giggled. "You're pretty silly. Why would you blow me away?" She held her hands behind her back girlishly and beamed at the eyes that peered through the slit. Her face sparkled in an innocence far purer than her post adolescent frame.

"Anyways," she said, twirling around daintily. "My name is Julia Steinbeck. Pleased to meet you mister! And anything sounds yummy right now." Julia patted her stomach playfully. Then she glanced back at the car, at Jason, who waved back at her, holding what looked like a bloody foot. Another strange thing, since the body still had two feet. But the body couldn't be seen from outside, so she couldn't be sure. More importantly, she wondered if Jason would leave some for her... just in case the man on the other side of the door was a meanie...

-Justine-

Apparently, George Thompson's funeral was a success. A success in the loosest form of the word, if it was necessary for a dead man to have legs. But the family was... happy? Was that the word for it? Whatever the case, it was done. So she washed her hands symbolically, as to wash her hands of the ordeal, then stepped out of the hospital, to the darkened, but busy city streets.

Coffee was in order. The skin below her eyes was a bit dull from the late surgery, and she felt a bit light headed. She would have gone to sleep, but she still had paperwork to fill out. So she headed over to the Peet's Coffee by the hotel across the street, and put her hand on the door. As she stepped in, she held the door open and looked back to see if anyone was following her in. No one was behind her, but she saw something more interesting. It was the man from the news, Robert Dawson, approaching a younger girl, who appeared lost.

"Ooh... Scandalous..." She mused playfully, smirking. Maybe Robert Dawson wasn't such a clean person after all. Seemed a bit shady. Not that she specifically cared to get any dirt on a TV personality, but her interest was piqued nonetheless. She stepped outside of the shop and leaned against the glass wall, interestedly watching what would happen next.

[rocklobster]

"Um, hello." said Chelsea. "I'm new here and I don't have much money to speak of. In fact, I've barely got enough for one day. It's the truth. Could you give me a place to stay? I promise not to be a burden!" She was practically sobbing. What a time for her autism to mess things up. Sometimes she hated having Asperger's Disorder.
OOC: Asperger's Disorder is a mild form of autism.

[Nami]

OOC: Aww, well, Robert, probably wasn't in your area ^^

IC: Amara narrowed his eyes, something sick rolled through his stomach, he didn't want to trust her. If this was the same girl, which it might no be, but he thought it was. Hesitantly he peered out at her from a crack.

"Alright," he wasn't used to trusting people, and he didn't have to trust her so he opened the door slowly and looked out at her from under his dark hood.

"You can't stay long, but you can have some food." he stepped back, he wished he had a gun, but he didn't need a gun to kill this girl if she became a threat. All his sense tightened, "why don't you sit down?" she looked terrible, still he didn't trust her.

Amara glanced warily at Harley, his eyes said; "Be on guard."

-------------

Robert Dawson blinked startled, he hadn't even spoken and this girl had approached him. "Oh uh..." he hesitated glancing at the hotel, he thought about leaving her here, and shuddered. How horrible would that be? He couldn't leave this poor little girl.

"A-Alright," Rober shrugged off his coat and wrapped it around her, "come with me." he said calmly, walking her into the hotel, he checked it and took the elevator to his room, he let himself in and let her in.

"I'm going to go get you a change of clothes alright? Stay here, feel free to order room service, but nothing extravagant OK?" he hesitated, "I'll be right back." Robert took the elevator back down and crossed the street, there was a clothing store not far down the road, he bought a pair of jeans and some t-shirts, not really knowing what size to get, he got three sizes, then he went into the coffee shop, glancing briefly at the woman leaning against the glass.

There was something...predatorish about her, Robert rarely noticed woman like that, but something in the way she stood and held herself, she was dangerous and she knew it. It sort've intrigued him, but he brushed it off and ordered Coffee inside.

"I'll have two triple-shot mocha's, please."

OOC: Rock, he'll be back in a minute, I think some interaction with Strafe's girl would be funny.

[Vega]

-Ashley-

Ashley took a breath and slowley stood up. She reached slowley to her bag to not alert the soldier and handed it to him. Even though this soldier was seemingly nice, she refusedto let her guard down.
Ashley had learned to trust noone. This man may appear nice but have malice intensions.
Thoughts of Ashleys parents filled her head. The old,happy memories. Them cheering her on in the schoolplay. She could vividly remember their expressions. Theu were full of pride.
Ashley felt so stupid for letting that all go. Even though she resented her parents for what they did, she still partially blamed herself.
She closed her eyes and tried to shut out those thoughts for they brought about too much pain to bear.

[Mister]

-Tokyo-

the streets of Shinjuku burned, protesters and rebels shouted and at the SDF who blocked off the streets to the main highways. painted all across the buildings and shops were these words, "Anti-Unwind Liberation Front". somewhere in the distance, far from Shinjuku, several bombs shattered the quiet and crumbled three unwinding facilities.

a recording was soon broadcast from Fuji TV headquarters across the world. int he recording a man shrouded in darkness, his hands resting on the katana sheathed before him, began to speak. "We of the AULF, the Anti-Unwind Liberation Front, have decided that it's not enough to just make examples of these wicked facilities in Japan. But we will dominate the others in all countries. Already Japan, Russia, and Africa feel our might. But soon we will turn our gaze upon America. Let it be known, we are not Japanese, we are not African, American, or Arabic. we are HUMAN, and as such you who are scum should tremble in fear for your crimes and sins. We will become the Hammer of God! We will crush the Murderers of our Children! We wi...."
the recording cut off and immediately reporters and anchormen began to talk about the recording all around the world.

[Strafe]

-Julia-

She shot up happily. "Thanks Mister. I owe you one." She sat down in the chair and swung her legs excitedly. She closed her eyes and smiled blissfully to herself, completely oblivious to the tense mood of the two in the room.

Oh wait. Two in the room. Like two people. Maybe they were related. Maybe they were like Brother and Sister. Maybe they were like Julia and Ja--

She stuck out her hand to the girl abruptly, smiling innocently, purely without any hint of suspicion or mistrust. "Hi! My name's Julia! What's yours?" She looked at the boy who stood at the door. "Oh yeah! And what's your name Mister? I told you mine already." She giggled.

-Justine-

She raised her eyebrows mischievously as Robert Dawson led the girl into the hotel. Perhaps her suspicions were not unfounded, and the girl was part of some... previously arranged agreement. She smirked suggestively, slightly intrigued at the thought. She knew that Robert Dawson wasn't married, but still, a girl of that age wouldn't do such things normally. Something was up, and she was about to find out. How she found out... and how she would be able to potentially blackmail a higher up man. Well, that was already taken care of.

She shifted her weight to her other leg, and her hips swayed flirtatiously. She knew what she had and knew how to use it to get what she wanted. She hurriedly stepped into the Coffee shop's restroom and touched up her makeup, making sure to cover up the shadows under her eyes. This would be fun. At the moment, she was dressed professionally, sharply. She unbuttoned some of her shirt, retied her hair loosely, and painted her lips a striking crimson. She had captured a great many men this way. Perhaps she destroyed several marriages as well, but that wasn't her problem. She smiled seductively at the mirror. In it was a strikingly beautiful woman, glimmering with life, but maintaining an air of mature intrigue. She had already won.

She went back out of the shop just as Dawson stepped out of the hotel. He appeared to be... untouched. Well, at least for the moment. Justine's lips curled in a playfully dangerous smile and she watched the man pick out clothes. Presumably for the girl. How cute. She smirked.

The man walked toward her, and she made no attempt to stop staring him down. Her crossed arms let no vulnerability out, yet her leaning frame hinted at the opposite. Sharp eyes pierced his very skin, a glance as sharp as her scalpel. She noticed how he flinched ever so slightly. Ah. She grinned devilishly. He noticed her.

She followed him into the shop, and stood behind him in line. He ordered two triple shot Mochas, then turned around.

Justine pretended to be surprised. "Oh. You must be Robert Dawson from the news. Fancy meeting you here." She curtsied in a dainty, self aware manner, making sure to flash her shapely legs in the dark pantyhose under her short office skirt, smiling intriguingly. She let the person behind them in line step ahead to order. "I have to say, I really admire your work. You take rather brave stances. Fitting for a brave man." She emphasized the word brave, almost cooing into his ear. She had steadily come closer, until they nearly touched, so he could smell her perfume. She smirked, then stepped back.

"Oh, but where are my Manners. My name is Dr. Justine De Lacey. I'm a surgeon at the hospital across the street. Nothing too serious." He didn't want him knowing that she was an unwind surgeon, or things would be difficult.

She made a point to eye the two cups of coffee. "And if I recall, I believe you aren't married... yet. So who's the second coffee for?" She emphasized yet, though she didn't mean to. Maybe that was a bit too much, she thought.

[rocklobster]

Chelsea nodded. She picked up the phone and ordered a salami sandwich, a small bag of pretzels, and grape juice.
"That should be enough for supper. Thanks for your charity." she said. She wondered if she should let him know he's harboring an unwound. Probably not now.

[Lil_Ninja]

Harley was shocked when she saw the face on the other side of the door. The girl from the diner! What was Amara thinking, letting her in here? She could very well go psycho and try to kill both of them! But she was acting so pleasant.. Maybe it wasn't her?
"Harley." She told the girl, still keeping her distance. She didn't shake her hand or even make a move towards it.
Amara seemed to be on guard as well, so that was good at least. Maybe he was plotting something?
"What brings a girl like you out here?" She asked, still clutching the wooden board. "It's kind of late to be out cruising around, don't you think?"

[Strafe]

-Julia-

She took back her hand when the girl made no motion to return her favor. "Wah... she's cold..." she thought. But she didn't pout and instead cocked her head to the side to answer her questions, taking a deep breath and gesturing excitedly with her hands. "Well... I'm going to grandma's house, but I guess I got lost on the way, and then I got hungry, so I saw this house and that there were people in it and--" She paused to inhale, running out of breath mid sentence. "--And so here I am even though it's a bit late." She paused to catch her breath again. "Anyways my Mommy says not to stay out too late past dark and not to talk to strangers..."

She narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "Wait... Are you two... strangers?" She sat back in her chair apprehensively, a bit frightened. "Uh oh." She put her hand on her mouth worriedly.

[firestorm]

OOC:sorry i've been out guys I'll post soon.

[Kunoichi]

OOC: I do not know where exactly to come in so I'm going to go ahead with the vague - walking down the alleyway entrance so to speak

*Illyana*

She covered her eyes. The sun was already unmercifully beating her back, causing sweat to pour out underneath her long sleeved black shirt. If asked, she merely said she had a medical condition that made her get cold often. If they still seemed suspicious, she smiled brightly while letting one leg drag behind her. Cheerfully she would describe how her mother and father were paying for her to go in the best University for bio-chemical engineering. They would smile awkwardly and more often leave her alone.

She walked through the alleyways, the smell of refuse, urine and trash mingled together, causing her nose to crinkle. It was the first time she attempted to enter the city in months. She was desperate. The last Unwinds she had seen were on the run. No mention of where they were going. After using her as a diversion for the juvie cops so they could run, she was not exactly trusting of any others like her.

She looked around, rummaging through a dumpster here and there, making sure no one was watching. She saw some younger people, they didn't look particularly suspicious, rather they seemed normal. She hadn't met many from age 12 to 18 that weren't nervous. A simple word was all it took to be captured, tattooed and "harvested". Murdered was more like it.

She smelled coffee and the talk of laughter from next store. Well some was laughter, she caught the tail end of some surgeon from some hospital. That would be bad. Her parents were well known around many of the hospital for surgeries as well. While theirs was to save lives, the thought sickened her. Save lives and murder others. Seems paradoxical with some irony sewed in. She was however interested. She saw a spigot nearby and then changed her thought. She rubbed the dirt from her hands on her face and clothes. While she detested playing homeless, it was necessary. Most were so adverse to the homeless, child or not they left them alone. With her "Medical condition" she was not able to be rounded up to be Unwound.

She rummaged through her pockets. She had picked up enough change for maybe a pastry. Her stomach was empty. It had been about a day since she had eaten anymore than some bugs off the ground. The first times had made her sick, now though she got by when she had to.

She walked into the coffee shop, letting her leg again drag behind her, she passed the two voices she had heard before and approached the person at the counter, "One granola bar please". No one spoke as they handed her the bar and watched her move to a table. It was cooler inside and for that she was grateful. The group of students who had been sitting nearby, decided they needed research done and were going to the library. They said this rather loudly, so it must have been important. Yeah. Right.

She bit into the granola, savoring the flavors of nut and some honey. She forced herself to eat slowly. She was going to eat only half and save the rest. She didn't know when she was going to eat this well again.

*EDIT: In light of a email from another player, I am editing this a little.

[Nami]

OOC: Sorry guys! I've been really busy lately.

@Kunoichi, is she in California?

IC: Riley watched her, keeping his gun trained on her in case she went berserk, then he took the bag and tosses it toward his fellow soldiers. He watched her carefully, as a soldier, he had been trained to read people. This girl was not a threat, but she wasn't stupid. She wasn't going to trust him, which was fine as long as he didn't have to gun her down.

Riley shifted his eyes around, the other soldiers were securing the Unwinds, things were going well... He narrowed his eyes, too well. Suddenly, all too fast Riley knew what was going on. He grabbed Ashley's arm.

"We need to go now!" he hissed into her ear, he pulled her along behind him to a Army-grade HUMMER and pushed her into the back. "Stay here!" he said that just as all hell broke loose, the Unwinds began to yell and stomp their feet.

"CRAP!" His leader screamed, "Get out! Move away! RUN!" he shouted. The Soldiers scrambled to get away from the Unwinds that were jumping up and down like maniacs.

"Drive soldier!" The leader shouted, grabbing one of the slower soldiers and shoving him into the Hum-V. Riley glanced back, and then revved the engine and the Hummer took off, just as a huge explosion graced teh alleyway, nearly knocking Riley's head for a loop. His brain spun, but he gritted his teeth against it.

The leader looked at his men who drove the other cars and or had run far enough away to clear the explosion. "Those Unwinds are nothing but evil." he snarled. Not noticing Ashley at all. Riley glanced back at Ashley, he had her bag...he wondered who she was.

Once he was in a safe location, they hopped from the Hummer and Riley helped Ashley out.

"Are you ok?" he asked, pulling off his helmet, his revealed spiky brown hair, and honey-eyes. Dirt smudged his face, but he looked concerned for her instead of himself.

OOC: Bet you didn't see that coming!

IC: Amara blinked, "I'm Amara." he said cautiously, getting the beef jerky out and holding it out to Julia. "So you are traveling to your grandmothers house huh? And what? The big-bad wolf is chasing you?" Amara didn't buy it, this was too ridiculous, this little girl... teenage girl, freaky...teenage girl. Had murdered someone, and he was going to find out why.

"And where exactly are your parents? Do they really let you drive around all alone?" Amara glanced at Harley, he knew he was being mean and that this could scare her, but he had to know the truth. This kid was freaking him out. "And yeah, we are strangers...of sorts." he raised a brow at her odd behavior.

------
OOC: Don't worry Rock! I'll be back shortly, I want to see how this goes.

Robert suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable when Justine approached him, he stiffened but smiled and put on his TV facade. "Oh hello, its a pleasure to meet you! I didn't realize I was so well known. Well, thank you very much." he chuckled covering up a shudder from her cooing in his ear. "The second cup of coffee is for my colleague, we are doing a story report together." He lied smoothly, but he knew by the way she spoke that she had seen him with the teenage girl, yeah...that looked bad no matter how you looked at it.

He sighed, "listen Miss, De Lacey." Robert paused, she was beautiful, but something about her made him think of a shark, circling its prey, waiting for the correct moment to zip in and bite a chuck out of it. Robert knew, one wrong move and things were going to go down-hill.

"As a citizen, I am inclined to ask you questions." He smiled, "see I have to ask a lot of people things about... Unwinds." he pulled out the pad of paper and pen he was never without and jotted down her name. "If you would be kind enough to answer some questions?" Smoothly, he dodged that bullet. He thought sweat, dripping down his back.
-----
OOC: I have a small idea so Chelsea's not left alone. Dont' worry its not dangerous.

Room service came with Chelsea's order, the woman knocked politely. "Room Service!" She called merrily.

[Kunoichi]

OOC: Nami, We can say "sure" to that lol She is wherever Justine is.

[Strafe]

OOC: It's pretty safe to assume that right now, everyone is in or near California, so yeah, Ilyana is in the same coffeeshop with Justine and Robert.

-Julia-

Her eyes gleamed happily and she jumped up joyfully, throwing her hands in the air. "Yay thank you I was so hungry and I thought I was going to starve because my tummy went rumbly and I was getting worried that I'd have to eat steak but--" she lost her breath, and inhaled again to continue but stopped herself and hungrily wolfed down the beef jerky. Ironically, it was a very close cousin to steak, but her idea of what steak was was completely different. She found difficulty chewing the tough meat and couldn't speak for a while.

"No. I haven't seen any wolves yet," she said after she could speak again. "But we're in the woods, so maybe there are wolves. I dunno." She had no idea what folk tale he was referencing

She blinked, blank-faced. "Parents? What are parents?" What was that word? It was strange and foreign, but so close and familiar. She shivered slightly at the mention of the word. "Um... I dunno. I haven't seen any parents either. Are they anything like wolves? Would we see them in the woods?"

Parents? Something told her that the word was dangerous and shouldn't be trusted.

OOC: Yay! Julia hasn't gone into insane mode for a while... Unpredictable. Julia right now is weird, but she isn't dangerous... per se.

-Justine-

She smiled warmly, with a hint of distance. "Is that so... If I recall, I believe a certain young lady followed you up to your hotel room. I couldn't help but notice when an older man propositions a teenaged girl." She brushed her bangs from her face smoothly, and never wavered in her penetrating gaze. "Your... interests... don't concern me... that much... but I would be careful. Never know who's watching."

Of course, whether or not Dawson did anything illegal, Justine would milk this one as much as she could. Why? Because it was fun. She had no interest in Dawson personally, other than to watch him fall from grace violently. She had dressed up to make him uncomfortable is all. Nothing more. She had no desire, for she knew that he was not married, and she would destroy nothing if she tried anything. What she had was his connection to the girl. But if he would think she was after him, then all the better. She was still vain as a woman.

But Dawson did not waver, and instead had the gall to ask her questions. "Tch." Taken aback, Justine lost composure for a moment, glaring furiously for a second before smiling again. "Oh? But of course. I would love to inform the general public as to what I do. No one knows unwinds better than I do."

This wasn't going where she wanted it to. She looked around for a way to regain control. But someone caught her eye. She double took, and saw a girl who looked vaguely familiar. She recognized her instantly, just as she did whenever she took note of anyone. It was the Toris' daughter. Ilyana was it? She had seen her several times when her parents would drag her to medical conferences and leave her waiting in the lobby. She seemed like a bright girl with a high aptitude, so Justine made sure to keep her in mind in case she became someone in the future.

What the irony then, that she looked like a homeless girl at the moment, sullenly eating a granola bar as if it was all she could buy. She couldn't leave Robert Dawson right then, but she would interrogate this girl later.

[Kunoichi]

*Illyana*

While she waited, she remained her lifeless look. It was easier. Less people asked questions. She noticed the woman just then. Probably the tailored man's girlfriend or something. She really didn't care.

She wrapped the remainder of the granola bar in a napkin and walked out, keeping up her facade. She never could remain in one area for too long. She saw the hospital from afar, making sure to keep a wide berth. She wasn't particularly worried someone would capture her, not with her "problem". Memories threatened to flood to the service. She had no parents, no family and no name. Not as far as she was concerned. She was Illyana, a runaway Unwind. No last name. She was nothing.

She noticed a small boy just then. He was on crutches, obviously tossed away but unable to even end his life if he wanted to be unwind. He had a bandaged hand, blood had already seeped into the dirty rag.

She walked up to him, he immediately had a look of fear masked over with despair. He was only eight. He had no real future in this society.

She smiled slightly, and bent down to him. He had seen her walk with a limp. "I know how hard it is," she treated him as an equal, not a little boy. He was certainly not in a life of a little boy. He said nothing, just stared at her.

She reached into her jacket and grabbed the napkin that was still clean. Without a word, she gently undid his bandage. He didn't resist, didn't cry out. What did he care with the amount of despair he felt?

She noticed it had already became inflamed and most likely infected. She noticed a hose with water. She had grabbed to napkins, one she was saving for later to wash her face. She let the water run over it and gently cleaned the infected area. He winced every so often but that was it. She put the remaining dry napkin and wrapped the dirty rag around it.

"You may not care to survive right now, but you are here," she didn't look up from her work, "There are people older than you who are fighting to survive, who are running for their lives. Maybe, if you need a reason to fight. Fight for them and for people like them".

The boy looked at her, despair still in his eyes, "Someone should have fought for me". She stopped for a moment, "Yes, someone should. But it only takes one to start it." She pointed to the sign that said shelter. "Instead of standing here, go to there. Get food. You have medical problems so you don't have to worry about being an Unwind. And then fight. For whatever it is you believe in."

He said nothing. He didn't move. Didn't say "thank you". He continued standing here, looking at her and looking at his hand. She smiled again and then walked away. He may never choose to live, he may whither away on the street. She had at least done what she believed in. In a way, that was all she could do. All that mattered.

[Kunoichi]

OOC: I hope everyone is okay. I apologize I've been out. Stupid fever for two days -_-

[rocklobster]

Chelsea opened the door and said, "Just a minute!" She muted the tv she was watching and looked around for some money for a tip. She found about $20. That should do the trick.

[Strafe]

OOC: Yeah... Are we dying? I really like this RP...

[Nami]

OOC: NO WE ARE NOT DYING! I just haven't had time, but I'm posting now.

IC: 'Eat steak?' Amara felt his flesh crawl, just what did this girl, Julia mean by steak? He glanced wearily toward the front door of the cabin, did she have something in that nasty-old car? Amara looked back at her and narrowed his eyes, "parents are people who take care of you..." he said slowly, unsure of how she would react.

"And sometimes they are likewolves, but it depends on who you are born to." Amara didn't like this situation anymore and if this girl went nuts on him, he hoped Harley would have his back. He looked at Harley, hoping she knew that this was getting risky.

"So...what steak?" he asked calmly.

------------

Robert Dawson was not the kind of man to fall for a woman on first sight, in fact this woman was frightening, though he pretended not to notice, he saw her look and to be honest he wanted to run like the wind from that cafe and back to his room, only he knew she would know something was wrong, then.

"Alright thank you." He paused with his pen, "alright, first question; "How do you feel about the recent Unwind round-ups that are occurring and are becoming brutal?"

-----------------------

The maid smiled at Chelsea when she answered, "hello dear!" The woman grinned, she was fairly plump like a woman who could hug you and it would be like being hugged by Mrs. Clause, she pushed the cart into the room with the food on it. "How are you today?" it wasn't policy to ask, but she did anyway.

[Mister]

-Cain-

After the Senator had left, and the vans drove away, the two squads in the area gathered in the mansion itself. they entered silently through the back doors, and met up with the household staff on the second floor. they calmly and slowly congregated in a large conference room just down the hall from the stairs.

after a moment, Cain walked into the room. he held to his ear a privatized cell phone. he nodded to the gathering and said, "tell me, what is our gross earnings just this year?" he waited silently for a moment, then raised an eye brow before repeating what he'd heard. "25 Billion?" his voice was slightly surprised, "that's a little less than last year's revenues, see what you can do."

Cain closed the cell and faced the group. he cleared his throat, and sat down at the table. "you are all my valued friends," he addressed them evenly, "my companions in this war, my brothers and my sisters in a world that has stripped us of everything we loved. all of you but three are still eligible Unwinds. if you are caught, you will be assimilated, dissembled, and ultimately murdered." he let those words sink in before continuing.

"we all have our reasons to hate the government, our families, friends, everything and everyone form our past lives. but i reassure you, you will be avenged. We have gained the favor of the government majority, under a guise of seeking to root out a 'Traitor' against the Unwind bill. This 'Traitor' is our greatest enemy so far. and we will use the government to destroy him. After he and his are gone, we will wield our standing as national hero's to change the future for Unwinds. If any oppose us," he stopped and looked them all in the eyes, "we will destroy them. This is our resolve, this is our task!"

a call of consent arose from every mouth and heart as Cain arose and walked form the room. he crossed the hall to another large room, and walked through it to the balcony on the back of the house. after a few minutes a young woman of nearly eighteen approached from one of the other rooms. she was dressed as one of the household workers. she was easily a foot shorter than Cain, and very thin. Cain didn't speak, only bowed his head and choked back tears. the young lady put a comforting arm around Can's back and waited patiently for him to gather his composure.

after a moment Cain straightened, he looked wearily out over the land he owned and spoke soflty. "Missy, Melissa, i'm tired of this war, when can we have peace? i'm tired of their playing God with our lives!" Melissa hugged him tightly and whispered. "Cain, you saved us all from our deaths, you rescued us from misery and gave us all we have today. you gave us a future, Cain. never forget why you are doing this, not for revenge, but for those still yet to be saved."

Cain nodded silently and hugged her back, he did not cry or lose his composure, but neither did he let her go for a long moment. after several minutes they parted ways and returned to their business. Cain entered his room and closed the doors behind him. he opened his cell and dialed a number. after a moment Jeremy from Alpha Team picked up, Cain pulled his tie off as he said, "Jeremy, find out everything about Senator Adams. and i mean everything." Cain hung up the phone and let out a sigh, things were going to get busy.

[Strafe]

-Julia-

Parents? She blinked, confused. Did they taste like steak too then? She didn't like steak very much. So she didn't like parents very much? Hm... Somehow that made sense.

"Oh, well, Jason is eating steak right now and I don't want it because it looks like it tastes icky! ew. We have alot of it in the car, and it's starting to smell bad." She blinked. "Oh! I have a great idea! Why don't I give you the leftover steak and you can eat it! I don't care for it, and Jason probably doesn't want it anymore either." She stood up to the door and held it open, to the direction of the car. "Why don't you help me bring it in for you guys? And then you could meet my brother Jason too!" She seemed eager to get rid of the "steak" and waved to Jason, who waved back to her.

OOC: Creepy...

-Justine-

She sighed, leaning back and pulling her jacket closer to herself, covering her exposed neckline. It seemed it was too much to get the morally straight news anchor by her looks alone, so she wouldn't let him have even a tease. She wisped her hair out of her eyes, and smiled blankly, though it was the falsest smile one could give. She was incredibly angry at that moment. Her pride as a woman was at stake, and had taken quite a heavy blow.

"Well, I can't say I'm too much for politics, but I personally think Unwinding is a beautiful thing, and the ends justify the means. People that the world doesn't need get rounded up and slaughtered is what you think happens, right? You don't seem to support it personally, I know. But it's not quite as bad as you think." She shifted her weight to her other leg, a move she commonly used to catch the other person off guard. "What the best part is, people realize that the unwinds are valuable people after they are mercilessly killed, and there is nothing they can do about it, since their children are dead forever." She smirked dangerously, almost betraying her warped sense of morality.

"In my line of work, we see this very frequently. In fact. I have quite the interesting story that you might want to follow as a news anchor. There was this boy, Jason Steinbeck, who committed suicide, thinking that his sister Julia was going to be saved from being unwound if he died. Their parents came to me, and asked me to save Jason at the expense of Julia. Some parents I should say. Imagine what the boy thought, waking up, thinking he's in heaven and seeing that his sister is dead. Or rather, he is his sister." She scoffed. "Apparently, it took two whole months of Morphine before the boy regained sanity. Or maybe he didn't. All I know is that he ran away. But I would watch out for the boy, or rather, girl. I have a feeling that she can't be up to any good."

"Oh right, and here's the kicker, the boy committed suicide in vain, since the sister was only going to military school, not being unwound." She allowed herself to giggle. "And Julia doesn't know this yet. I wonder what wrath would be unleashed if she did find out." She smiled. "I can't say I'm not proud of my creation. It was one of the cleanest brain transplants ever done, and I have to say that I did a very good job. Seems all body systems are normal."

She paused. Glancing sharply into Robert's eyes and grinning evily. "All, except for mental health, of course."

[Kunoichi]

OOC: Strafe...Justine is creepy lol Love it though! Yeah..i see her and Illyana...clashing. Alot. lol