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OUTSIDE THE BARRICADE -> LIFE LABS

Mark suddenly jolted up as Dwight's signal went down. He looked around for about two seconds to see if he could pawn this job off anyone else, then remembered Lucky, and how this was supposed to be Lucky's responsibility and somehow this was all of course Lucky's fault.

Gathering all his remaining equipment he scooted over to the life labs as fast as possible while trying to avoid any teens just in time to find the locked glass door. Swearing to himself, he ran around in circles before settling on behind a bush to hide his tech and then sprinted back to override the locks panel, waiting ten seconds for the electricity to disperse, and then running in.

"Dwight - Dwight!" he slapped Dwight's cheeks a few times before kneeling down dramatically. "Dwight, stay with me bro"

LIFE LABS

"Clarice-bot," Mark yelled, while dragging Dwight's body through the hallway a little faster, "I respect you and all but please override all operations, security code 12- 15 -23- 56 -C8."

He briefly wondered if that was the updated one.

LIFE LABS

Mark froze up again-

- And just lifted Dwight's paralyzed body into what he assumed was a passable standing position in front of him.

LIFE LABS

Halfway backing out the door, Mark froze, doing a very good job of capturing what it was probably like being paralyzed. "Look, I can explain-" he began, "This is Lucky's fault first of all, and second, I told you to remove that from your voice files."

He did a good job of sounding both exasperated and terrified.

Deus Dormitories - Matt (16)

Matt looked over the other teen again his jaw clenching when he told him that he didn’t know where they were either let alone how they had gotten there. So what the hell happened? Were they drugged and kidnapped for some sex trafficking ring? Doubtful, even if the furniture looked as if they were some cheap knock-offs no smuggler was going to waste time making digs for something they didn’t plan on keeping around too long just in case.

Giving him another look of disdain he looked at the blanket he offered back before curling his lip in a vague sneer before getting off the bed and heading over to the closet.

“I don’t have plans to hang around here, if you want you can.” Pulling the closet door open he sucked back his teeth in annoyance before looking over his shoulder. “Names Matt.” Looking back in the closet he shoved a few things around noting majority of the clothes were high end, things that his father would have likely owned, but in a different size for sure but looking like his father was not in his plans for the day.

When the other teen asked about feeling funny he wheeled around on his heel crossing his arms over his chest and giving a loud snort before casting an ominous glare in his direction. “First off you are not my type. Second, I don’t even know where the helI I am and how I got here. Third and last of all quite frankly more concerned about how to get back home then being worried about something happening and never happening again between us.”

BROMANCE HQ

The boy started coughing abruptly, spitting out water and then letting out a pained groan. "What the hell. I was expecting lasers..."

He squinted up at the scruffy guy hovering above him.

"Jack...Black?"

And then passed out, but in like, a much less alarming way.

BROZONED HQ

Mark just stared at passed out Dwight.

And then stood up, and spluttered. "What- what part of me looks like Jack Black? I should at least be an Ewan Mcgregor, or-or like Jake Gyllenhaal as a stretch."

He stared at Dwight's unconscious body one more time-

- And then aggressively poured the rest of the bottle of water on his head.