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 Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 6:32 pm
"Yours, too..." he says, entering the afore-mentioned code into the door. "I don't think we could've gotten out of here without your... Clairvoyance."
Unfortunately, on the other side of the door was a guard, who, recognizing the two runaways, immediately struck at him. He reels back, holding his bleeding lip. The pain was an odd sensation, and he almost wished to dwell on it, but for this sudden emergency.
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 6:40 pm
The woman fell back with the man whom she considered her strength. The crack on the head sounded out, as she found herself on top of the lad, as she stared into his eyes but for a moment, her lips heavy. Rolling off, she righted herself on her feet, as the guard laughed and readied himself calling for backup. Arrogant, not stupid.
"You're still too weak from the stasis," the guard said. "Just stand down."
The ebony woman stared back, wishing somehow her strength would return faster. She began to throw a punch, no idea how it would work, just instinct kicking in.
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 6:44 pm
"Oh please... Please... Please have strength..." he thought weakly, hoping against hope that somehow they would get out of this. He was almost ready to die before going into that accursed test tube again.
Somehow, his prayers were answered, as there was the sound of cartilage cracking as the guard's nose was promptly broken by the woman's fist. Apparently the guard hadn't been expecting it, either.
"If there is a God... Thank you!" he thinks, slowly trying to rise to his feet to help.
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 6:52 pm
The guard had more than a broken nose, however. That had only come after the woman had broken through the protective faceplate. As he had been thrown back, the woman had been stunned only momentarily, the adrenaline causing her to make more decisions than perhaps she normally ever thought she could. Her body had rapidly gained mass, much of it coming from the guard himself when they had connected. Her body no longer stayed lithe, but now overly toned.
But that was for later to be seen, as she picked up the back of the suit of the man, and drug him out through the door, and across the yard. The outside was bright, but going in a straight line would be just as good as anything else to get out of there. Charging forth, she plowed down the chain link fence, making it bend before her, and into the local woods. She was confused, strong, and most of all, fleeing for her life, a volatile cocktail of emotions which drove her further into the night, before looking once back at the floodlights of the lab for the last time.
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Ahzi Dahaka generated a random number between
1 and 11 ...
11!
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 6:58 pm
The man stood there, barely standing in the doorway, mouth agape at what he had just seen. "What... Why... How...!?" was all he could utter.
Then he found himself getting dragged along by his companion, who was running like a bat out of Hell into the woods. Getting rather roughly dragged over a few rocks and sticks, he was suddenly very grateful he'd thought to put on the suit.
Seeing out behind him, he loses sight of the facility and then some. "I... I think we're okay! You can stop now..." he says, rather afraid of this sudden drastic transformation that his partner had undergone.
((DISREGARD RANDOM NUMBERS LOLOLOL))
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 7:31 pm
(i'm not naked... i'm in a suit too...)
The woman didn't stop until she reached the edge of town, despite her traveling companion's complaints. Panting heavily, she spied a clothing store, closed for the night.
"In there. We'll rest for the night."
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 7:36 pm
"O... Okay..." he says, walking up to the door. Naturally, it was locked. "What will we do? The door's locked... Should we really go in there?"
He couldn't help but look the woman over. Even under the suit there were hints of her new, incredible phsysique. He couldn't figure out what had been happening here. What had those scientists in the lab done to them?
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 7:47 pm
Ripping the keypad out of the wall beside the door, the ebony woman ripped out a wire, as the lock unleashed. Her mind was slowly clearing up, as she yanked the man inside, looking around the small but stocked sporting goods store.
"We need to get out of these clothes. We stand out quite a bit," she said, flipping on a light, revealing the back room. She released her grip and closed the door behind them, before entering the main store, letting only the light from the back room illuminate the entire place. Noticing a flashlight to her left, she instinctively grabbed it, and flicked it on.
"Oh, that's neat... but..." she said. She couldn't remember much about anything, only bits and pieces here and there coming back now and again. "Come on, we need to rest."
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 7:50 pm
"We... Yeah, you have a point," he says, nodding. At least she was starting to make sense again, he thought, as he looked around. The place seemed familiar, in a generic kind of way, as if he'd been to such a place a long time ago, in his childhood. Still, his own memories were fuzzy still, as well.
"Let's... Let's sleep first. I'm so tired, so weak..." he says, slumping against the wall. He was ready to fall asleep right there.
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 8:00 pm
The ebony woman wasn't really fit to sleep. She stared at the underwear section first. Finding something for her waist wasn't so hard, but her flat chest was overly disappointing the entire bra section, having to go to the teenager section to find something that fit. Putting on a swimsuit instead, she decided that would be easier to wear than traditional clothing, and slipped on some shorts, shoes, and a jacket.
Looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but touch her reflection either. It was the first time she had seen herself at all. She thought the reflection was good looking... maybe it was to others, maybe it wasn't. Returning to the guy might give some answers to the girl once hooked up to the entire cyber network.
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Ahzi Dahaka generated a random number between
1 and 3 ...
2!
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 8:05 pm
He had managed to stay awake long enough to glimpse her walking about the store here and there. The sight of her looking for a bra almost amused him, the way she seemed a bit dismayed about her chest. Before drifting to sleep, he thought himself that she'd be a bit more well-balanced if she were a bit bigger up top...
((And now, boobs! razz ))
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 8:15 pm
(don't get too carried away... I want plenty of room to expand...)
Lying down next to the man, the ebony woman swiftly fell asleep, her growing busom pressing against the young man's arm, stretching and beginning to tear at the fabric which it contained.
~~~
Morning came, fortunately a day of rest for the townfolk. Nobody came into work, and the entire city probably starting to go into quiet lockdown anyways. The escaped pair had hit the news, and houses were being searched first.
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 8:24 pm
((Don't worry, I just figured you were sending quite the hints my way in that one post razz ))
Slowly, sunlight from the front of the store slipped its way over him, filling him with an unfamiliar warmth that roused him from slumber. Squinting in the sudden bright light, he takes a minute to gain his bearings, feeling something heavy lying against him. Looking over, he sees the ebony woman leaning against him, her modest bosom pressed into his arm.
"...Wait. Bosom?" he thought. That wasn't right. Looking again, he confirms it, and wonders how that could have happened. She'd apparently even grown straight out of her brassiere.
Still, there was little time to dwell on it. He had to get clothes himself, now. Gently and carefully pulling himself away, he props the woman up against the wall better, and starts looking through clothing, getting underwear and a pair of jeans, which seemed the most durable--and least remarkable--clothing selection, even if old-fashioned. Taking a white running shirt, he throws it on, the self-cleaning material molding to his torso's form.
Then his stomach grumbled. Heading for the back of the store, he finds a refridgeration unit with some frozen meals inside, and a microwave unit. Figuring that was as good a start as any, he puts a pack of pasta into the microwave and starts it up.
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2009 10:17 am
The ebony woman woke up with the rays of light irritating her eyelids. She stretched out, leaning left and right, crossing her arms and letting out a quiet 'meep' at the new growth on her chest. Embarassed, yet amused, she tried to flatten them and bandage them down, failing at that. Replacing her top with a string two piece, she began to walk the store, staring at the isles.
On the very top of the isle, she found a brightly colored box. Intrigued, she reached up, failing miserably as she stood on her tiptoes. Frustrated, she gave a sigh, before trying to boost herself up on the lowest shelf.
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Ahzi Dahaka generated a random number between
1 and 12 ...
8!
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Posted: Tue Oct 06, 2009 10:21 am
Coming out of the break room, eating breakfast with an awkwardly-wielded fork, the man notices the ebony woman trying to reach a shelfcap. "Heh, just a little bit taller and she'd have it..." he thinks, as he munches away.
He couldn't help but notice that he was feeling better, too. Getting some food and rest in was already making him feel born anew... Perhaps his body had simply been without these basic necessities for so long that he'd been weakened greatly before. He still wasn't very strong, but at least he could manage to move around with somewhat greater ease now.
((Growth in inches again, naturally))
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