|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 11:55 am
'Well I don't really have a choice in the matter, but I suppose if I wind up being the only one with these you'll want me around.' Gamma 1 gave what sounded like a fairly peculiar chuckle, the mask distorting her voice - well it sounded peculiar to her ears.
She looked at the nunchuks that XII was holding and gave a little shrug.
'I wouldn't know where to begin with those. Try not to hit yourself?'
It was obvious, but she was nervous and stressed out, hence the lame joke.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 12:00 pm
Gamma 8 heaved a nervous, trembling sigh that came through her filters a hiss, and she bent over in a spasm of coughing. This all was an awful, horrible circumstance, wasn't it? She looked down at her lowly wooden stake, eyes watering, and tucked it into her belt. She forced a smile that she forgot nobody could see and crossed her arms over her chest. Whatever this was, it would help to have allies.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 12:16 pm
As the others introduced themselves, yII tried to keep in mind who was who. It wasn't the easiest thing to do when everyone looked practically the same. But, if worse came to worse, he could just look at their masks to find out who they were.
One of them had bandages. That was a good sign. It would be useful to have around as he wasn't sure how long their medpacks would last. Another, Gamma Eight looked like she had... a spike of some sort? Wait, no that was a wooden stake. That didn't seem like a particularly useful weapon as last he remembered, there were no such things as vampires.
"Are you alright?" he asked her as she suddenly went into a coughing fit, "But.. you're right. We might have a better chance of making through.. whatever this is if we stick close. There's... twelve of us here after all."
Which brought on the question of just how many 'candidates' there were altogether. He vaguely recalled quite a few people in that classroom. yII really wished he could remember more than just that. If they knew at least what it was they were trying to get to aside from trying to stay alive, they might have a little more motivation.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 12:21 pm
Again, Gamma 8 nodded and shuffled to a place between 2 and 12. Hopefully it would never come to in-fighting. She wasn't sure what she'd do if the people she'd woken up with decided to turn on her. She was, after all, not well-armed and only given 2 first aid kits.
"Are we safe here?" she wondered aloud, clearing her throat as she surveyed their surroundings, "Should we stay, or should we go?" They certainly wouldn't be earning any names by hiding, and who knew what it would do to their survival odds.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 12:22 pm
Gamma 1 stashed the bandages away, checking 8 for a moment, but it seemed like nothing more than a coughing fit. Not surprising given the masks..and she wondered for a moment why she'd just made such an assumption? She didn't know if she possessed any sort of skills that would lead her to that conclusion but she hadn't fallen to the floor so maybe it was reasonable.
'So. There's 12 of us. Do you think there are other teams out there somewhere? Whereever this 'somewhere' is I mean.'
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 12:31 pm
12 paused, putting her hand to where her mouth would have been in an instinctive 'deep thought' response, before walking over to the mouth of the tent to peer outside, looking to see if there was anybody else in the area.
"What I can deduce so far is that we're all color-coded. I can only assume if 'only thirteen' of us will survive, there is a lot more than 13 people out there. We might want to go look around the area in a small group soon." she suggested, closing the flap of the tent back up again before she returned to where she'd been standing previously.
"Perhaps a small 'scouting' mission while everybody is regaining consciousness so we at least know what's around here." she sighed following this notion before gesturing with a hand. "But that's only if you guys think it's a good idea. It might be a lot more risky than my mind is making it out to be."
Alas.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 12:34 pm
"There's no way of knowing what's out there unless we look," 8 agreed, bowing her head a little. She would much prefer to just go to sleep again and wake up safe and sound at home... where ever home was. Maybe she had been re-purposed? Maybe these war games were all she was good for.
"I don't want to have to kill people..." she mused, sort of an afterthought. Would she even be able to?
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 12:36 pm
'Yes, logical. But then if only 13 of us are to survive,' she said, pausing a moment to shift the gasmask a touch, rubbing her neck where it was irritating her skin before carrying.
'Are we being pitted against the other teams, or something else out there?' she wasn't sure about the idea of a scouting mission, though it sounded good in theory. She also was incredibly unsure at having to fight against anyone for survival. The others, they were just like them surely?
'Uh I guess. I mean, I can come with my bandages.'
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 12:41 pm
"Twelve is probably right. Aside from the color coding, we're all 'Gamma'... I can only guess that there are other teams for other greek letters out there," yII replied before looking towards yXIII. It was a good question. If they had a little more of a briefing, they could probably have a better idea of what they needed to do here.
"We'll have to leave eventually. It's just a matter of now or later..." he mused before pausing at the thought of having to kill others. If this was a battle for survival, the idea that others may come to try and kill them was fairly plausible.
"Somehow I get the feeling you might have to.. especially if they come after us first. I'd rather not be a sitting duck if I could help it."
Regardless of what they were candidates for, being alive was always a good thing.
"So... scouting sounds like a pretty good idea to me right now. Maybe we'll have some idea of where we are."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 12:42 pm
8 shook herself from her stupor of self-pity and looked around them. She was the smallest of those awake so far, and perhaps that would make her good for scouting. Of course, it could also make her terribly bad for battle. Still unsure, she looked to 1 and shook her head.
"We'll know when we check, or when they attack us. I'm not sure which is better," she admitted, "I'll come too, though, if you want me to."
She wanted to personally learn some more about what was going on, and especially who their enemies were to be.
"Let's go, then, the four of us," 8 said, looking the group over. They were reasonably-armed and had someone to dress wounds, it was a fairly balanced group.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 12:49 pm
γ IV's eyes flicked from speaker to speaker. There were some good ideas being thrown out. She wondered if she should mention the map if they were going to scout, but the map wouldn't really do them any good unless they could find their place on it. For the moment she decided to keep the map to herself.
Her fingers played with the hilt of her dagger and she glanced towards the outside then back to the group. "There's twelve of us in here, there has to be more people outside. The text message said if more than thirteen of us are still alive at the end of the week we all die." She let her words hang in the air a moment before she continued. "If it comes down to it, we'll have to kill people." It wasn't a thought she found pleasant in the least, but when it came down to her life or someone else's that's when survival instinct kicked in. γ IV was willing to do nearly anything to survive, maybe if she survived she'd be able to remember.
Scouting seemed to be the idea on everyone's mind, and she didn't disagree entirely. They couldn't stay in the tent forever. Gamma Eight's voice cut through her thoughts and she nibbled on her lip behind her mask, thinking. Glancing at those who were still asleep she shook her head. "I'm going to stay behind, someone needs to tell everyone else where you guys went once they wake up."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 12:55 pm
'I guess you're right.I just don't like this situation. One bit. I'd say it was unfair, but that seems fairly obvious.'
One glanced over at Four, and for the first time she formed an opinion on one of them. I don't trust this one. From the sound of it, she would kill one of their group if it came to it. Could she herself do that? For now, she wanted to think she wasn't cold enough a person to do so.
'Yes. We need to work out where we are exactly, and then sort of map out the area?'
Map out..there was something niggling her mind from when she'd first woken but it wouldn't be recalled.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 12:56 pm
8 looked to 2 and 12, who appeared to have taken on leadership roles in this whole... experiment. She would gladly follow, unless circumstances, and god forbid they did, proved otherwise. For now, this was only a scouting mission. Death was to be faced later, when it was unavoidable.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 1:05 pm
12 put a hand on 4's shoulder. "Thank you. That's something that will help the other's not panic immediately if they wake up and find themselves alone here. Organization will definitely help us out here." She was probably smiling behind her mask, but with things going unseen, it was hard to tell. The gears in her head were turning. They were going to have to kill others, or be killed themselves. There was no 'easy' way about this entire mess.
Frankly, 12 just wanted them all to survive this mess. So if that meant she'd have to get her hands a little dirty for the sake of not losing anybody, she'd do it. However, she'd cross that bridge when they got to it.
"Don't worry about having to kill anybody just yet. We apparently have some time before anybody starts attacking anybody else, so for now we should orient ourselves." She paused for a moment, looking to the table that had the map on it and 'Hmmm'ing thoughtfully.
"So Myself, 2, 8, and 1 are heading out, should we take the map with us in case we see anything that seems significant enough to note?" she inquired, looking to her fellow 'scouts'. "We don't have anything to write with, but maybe we can improvise with something out there."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Apr 02, 2011 1:05 pm
Feeling a weight on her shoulder through her suit she turned, looking at XII. She was a bit surprised at being thanked, but nodded. "I thought it couldn't hurt, if we all scatter we won't make it very long." And then they were talking abouts maps.
IV pulled out the folded up map between two fingers casually, as if she hadn't secretly taken it in the first place. While she had wanted to keep the map to herself, it honestly didn't do her much good if she wasn't going to scout too. And while she wanted every advantage she could get, a map with no bearings wasn't much of one. Maybe one of them could figure out where they were. She wondered if they'd give the map back afterwards, probably not. It wasn't like she had any claim on it except for having found it. But figuring out where the hell they were seemed like a big enough reward to outweigh the risk.
Holding it up she held it out offering it to the scouters. "I found a map, you can use it. If at all possible I'd like to have it back afterwards. To keep it safe and all." Her other hand was on the hilt of her dagger in a relaxed grip. She wasn't trying to be threatening, but she did feel better having the weapon close at hand.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
