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Brynn Syvra looked sideways at Thorn and spoke. "Sounds like a good idea." She flicked her eyes back to the table, but she felt the eyes on her. She gave a small smile, but then she frowned slightly. "Dawn, would you mind telling me what my power happens to be," she whispered out the corner of her mouth as the others clamored loudly thinking up names and talking about the idea. "It obviously has something to do with pain, like you said earlier."

Felicia stared dully with half open eyes at the bland ceiling. The pain hadn't phased her as much as the other students; she had a very high pain tolerance and was already used to constant pain from fights and her disease. She remembered everything..Her pale fingertips slowly traced along one the row of stitches running along her head has she remembered opening her eyes to a blinding light. When she moved her arm to sheild her eyes from the light, it wouldn't move. There must have been drugs in her system because the room was spinning in slow motion and it took effort just to move her head. s**t, this isn't another one of Max's little games, is it? But instead of seeing a tall man with long dirty-blonde hair and glasses she saw someone else, someone she had never seen before. Who..?

Felicia let her hand fall onto the hard bed, cutting off the memories with a burning glare. She moved her aching body to sit up, finding it hard to do so with the room spinning out of control, the nausia and the horrible pain wracking her body. Felicia shut her eyes, took in a deep breath then opened them again, determined to fight through it. Felicia stiffly stood up, noticing that her little box of things were now in her room but feeling a lack of interest for it. She headed silently to the door, some of her short black hair falling about her face while a dark and dangerous look came to her face. The guard outside the door glanced back for a brief moment before he looked forward again, not feeling very threatened at all.

Bastards..I'll kill every one of them! Felicia's hands clenched into hard fists as she stared at the guard outside of the door. During her horrific thoughts of sadistic torture, Felicia heard a quiet and brief click. She blinked and looked at the door. It sounded like the guard had unlocked it. Her gaze slowly moved back to the guard; but he hadn't moved at all. Felicia hesitated before reaching for the knob and quietly turning it. It's unlocked! A dangerous grin spread across her face as she opened the door, and she quickly darted off down the hallway. The guard shouted and tried to keep up, but Felicia was was faster than he was. She turned back long enough to give him the finger before darting to the side where the entryway to the stairs was, purposely letting the guard see her do so. When he came around the corner Felicia punched him hard in the throat, hearing him make choking noises as she grabbed him by the front of the vest and pulled him forward then spun him hard, letting go at just the right time. Felicia watched with dark satisfaction as he fell down the stairs with several sickening cracks.

Felicia ran her hand through her short hair and turned to start walking down the hallway when she heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Her head snapped to the side as she stared, her body stiff and her hands clenched into fists. Felicia's jaw tightened when she saw the guard climbing the stairs towards her, wiping blood away from his lip and snapping his arm back into place and clenching his hand; he was healing. s**t! Felicia took off down the hallway, forcing her exaughsted and hurting body to keep going.

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(( Hello! I hope I don't screw my first post up. If I do, then please kick my a** about it. X_x ))

Draconis woke feeling extremely disoriented. Really, this wasn't a pleasant way to wake up. He felt horribly dehydrated, hence the headache, aching joints and wooziness. That, and he thought he might throw up, but otherwise he was just peachy! He groaned at his mental sarcasm and pain, sitting up slowly. Bringing a hand to his head, he thought he'd chance opening his eyes. OW, OW, OWWW PAIN! His eyes were quickly squinched shut. Okay, now slowly this time. He squinted one eye open slightly, annoyed at the headache that bloomed behind his eye, but at least he was still lucid. After a minute or so he opened his other eye with the same caution. Where was he? Why did he feel like he'd been run over, stepped on, set on fire, kicked and then stabbed with needles?

Oh, good Lord, he thought noticing that, under the crappy, thin blanket, he was only wearing boxers. He rubbed the ick from his eyes before finger-combing his long, silvery-blond hair tiredly. Really, he wanted to get out of bed, but couldn't be bothered. So instead he just called, "Is anybody there?" loudly into the room. Soon realizing this was a bad idea, he clapped his hands over his ears and pinched his eyes shut. Stupid echo. Stupid hoarse, sore throat. Stupid pain. GRR. "Ow. Pain, agony..." he mumbled miserably, scratching his scalp.

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Draconis curled in on himself when he heard the door open and close, the noise rather painful to his head at the moment. He unfurled slightly when he felt rather than saw whomever walked over to him, and slowly opened his eyes, revealing bright grey irises. Blinking up at the girl holding out the medicine to him, he furrowed his brow. "How'd you get in here?" he asked softly, relieved that it didn't hurt his brain any more. He looked at the bottle of meds, not trusting it. Those could be anything! Drugs, sedatives, X-lax... he declined the bottle.

With a small blush he pulled the crappy blanket up to his neck, concealing himself politely. "And... why are you in here?" He heard running outside his door, and figured this girl had something to do with it. If he put two and two together, he would assume that she was escaping them. But that opened up a whole other plethora of questions. He flipped all his hair over one shoulder, hiding part of his face and shoulder.

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(I'm kind of still unconscious and can't wake up yet since I'm waiting for Bella so here's a post that isinside of Kiri's unconscious head. Kind of werid but I feel I need to post something)

In a dark hole in a field of sand Kiri is carefully throwing rocks down onto the one in the hole. It just so happens that in the hole is the doctor and a few of his guards.

"So how do you like being confined, hu."

Wipping a rock at the doc she has the luck of it digging deep into his skull.

"Hmm know your the one that's got holes being put into your head. Here let me use the nice little present you gave me to help you."

Raising her hands the shadows within the dark hole surround the men deep within it. It begins to swirl around them like a black wild sea that will sallow them up.

Luaghing all the while, a deep evil laugh that send fear down ones spine, Kiri lifts her hands a little higher the shadows finish swallowing up the men and slowly they drown within the shadows to death.

Kiri still laughs like mad as the shadows receded and the cut up, bruised, dead body of the doc and a few of his his guards.

Turning away from the hole Kiri looks at a fire pit where some more of the guards are being roasted alive. Smirking Kurai dosen't laugh just chuckles evilly.

(Yeah that's what she's dreaming. Well she's pretty sadistic, so this is what she dreams of)