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When ε XII asked if she knew how to play the part of a medic, ε III shook her head slightly. "Not particularly. I suppose that I just wrap the wound and that'll help stop bleeding...?" Basic knowledge was available to her brain, but she didn't have any real skills or anything like that. But then again, did anyone else have any real skills with their items?

"Leader...? Oh, I suppose we do need someone to help organize this trope of ours..." For some reason, ε III didn't state that she didn't want to be the leader. In the back of her brain, her thoughts were whispering to each other, "If you lead, you can ask people to protect you. You're the medic...you need protection to perform your duties."

It seemed the boy who'd picked up the knives was asking a question about a death fight. Slightly alarmed, ε III responded, "Not here. I'm going to assume that we're a team, since we all have the same colors and letter sign. But outside, with everyone else that was in that classroom...there probably will be fighting."

Another man had been awakened, and pulled a club-like piece of wood from his bag. Good, at least she wasn't the only one without the daggers.

And then another boy (or at least she assumed from the different armor) came up and OF COURSE, also had daggers. Another boy didn't show them what he had, which made ε III a bit suspicious.

Speaking to her group in general, ε III said, "Since I am the only one so far who has bandages, I believe I am the medic. As such, I will probably need someone who can protect me from enemies. Something tells me that, usually, the enemy tries to get rid of the medic first. Thus...I'd like to request that I have someone with me who can fight, so that I can continue to do my duty as our group's healer." There, now she'd announced what she needed people to hear.

Grabbing the bag he was pretty sure was his own, ε VII idly listened to the chatter around him, not paying much attention to any which one. It wasn't that he didn't think all the information wasn't important, but mostly the fact that he didn't really feel tied down to any of the strangers. He came in with no friends and acquaintances and would mostly likely go out the same, that is unless someone decided he was safe to approach anyway.

Digging through the items he pulled out the dagger that sat hidden amongst the other stuff and took his time to look it over, his fingers slowly running along the blade as if he were pondering thoughts of murder or betrayal. Nah, such thoughts and actions would just get him killed.

Scuffing, ε VII places the dagger on his person and closed his bag back up.
"If you are expected to work with someone in a survival setting, then you must learn to trust them on some level, right?"

He turned his unseen gaze towards EVI.
"So if they want to get close, then that is their choice. It will just be a matter of time before they see if it is equal trust or a mistake in the making. You never know, someone in here could be a wolf in sheep's clothing, or not. Best learn to sleep with eyes wide open."

Once again chuckling to himself, he crossed his arms and turned his attention to the new presumed leader of the team. While it sounded interesting, playing bodyguard wasn't really his thing, especially when at times he could have the attention span of a puppy in a room full of toys.

Just as he opened his mouth to respond his attention turned once again, this time to the newly awakened member.

"Why not find yours and find out? Who knows, maybe you'll get a grand surprise, like something that everyone else doesn't have."

ε IV Entering Epsilon Squad Base

Voices. ε IV could hear a group of people talking around her--voices that slowly seeped through the haziness of her mind and flickered vaguely in her consciousness. She emitted a soft groan, forcing her eyes open a crack so that she could look up at the others blearily, "Everybody shut up," she murmured drowsily, pulling her legs up to her chest, "I'm trying to sleep--"

Her words died off abruptly, eyes widening as her eyes adjusted to the light, allowing her to take in the appearance of everyone around her. She jerked upwards at once, backing herself against a wall and shooting everyone a look of alarm. Gas-masks! Why were they all wearing gas-masks? "What...who the hell..." What was she doing here? Who were these people (and why were they wearing this hideous shade of violet-pink)? Most importantly: who was she?

Her hand flew to her head as it throbbed and, once her gloved hand met the hard side of her own gas-mask, a flood of memories--the only thing that she could remember--rushed into her head. A classroom. That voice from the cloaked figure. You want to be here, it--he?--had said, before sprouting off some kind of nonsense. Something about release forms, candidates...it was all a blur to her now, really.

The only thing she could recall with relative clarity were the bags. They contained the supplies needed to survive in this...place, right? And there the bags were, sitting on top of one of the tables.

Without a word to anyone else, she pushed herself up and trudged towards the table on slightly wobbly legs. Her gaze swept over the remaining bags before she turned to her company. "I always was a late-riser. Any idea what's going on? And...could someone let me know which number I've been graced with?" From the looks of everyone else, the number was on the mask, a place that she conveniently couldn't see for herself.

ε XII watched the other members of the team from her vantage point near the other tables. One of the newly awakened pulled out a club from his bag, a surprising divergence from that knives that ε XII had assumed were standard issue. She narrowed her eyes when one teammate chose not to reveal his weapon. What did he have in the bag? Was it a knife? If so, why should he hide it? ε XII put her hand down on the table behind her and jerked as it slipped on a piece of paper.

What?

ε XII turned quickly to inspect the offending object and, squinting through her pink-tinged goggles, discovered that it was a map. A map! They had a chance here after all! Except that, upon further examination, ε XII realized that their location was not marked on the map. In fact, it wasn’t much of a map at all. There was no clue about where they were supposed to go or where the other groups from the classroom might be located.

She turned back towards the others in time to hear ε III introduce the situation to the newly awakened. Well, if anyone was going to take the leadership role, maybe the medic was the best choice. It would be in her best interest to try to keep everyone else alive. Well, those who promised to protect her, at least.

“ε III?” ε XII piped up. “I think you’re right. We all need to stick together and protect those of us who can’t help themselves. A knife isn’t much of a weapon, I’ll admit, but it’s better than nothing. And I would definitely appreciate some bandaging if I ever need it.” I hope I never need it.

There, she committed herself to the team’s medic. She glanced over at the boys who had disparaged the thought of trusting each other, now backpedalling. There were thirteen people in the pink team. Thirteen people were allowed to live at the end of all of this. It didn’t make sense to ε XII not to work as a team. There was strength in numbers, after all.

"Careful is nice, but we can only be so careful when we don't even know where we are, who we are and whom else is out there. I doubt we are the only ones in the area. If we aren't, I don't believe they will be very friendly to us in this game of survival."

Sighing, ε VII moves his hands to cross behind his head, his eyes turning to watch those waking up and moving about, or more importantly ε XII discovery of the map. He slowly moved from the second table over towards the one holding the map so he could take a look at it.

"Search parties are nice and all, but don't you think we should at least take a peek outside, or ask those whom have been outside to see if it is safe for searching? It wouldn't be very useful and productive if someone stepped out only to get shot down, or carried off by some monster? Though, it would be interesting to watch..."

He shook his head to stay on topic, though the image did amuse him on many levels.

"And as long as we are giving out and taking jobs we might as well start being a team by seeing where each of us would fit in this party."

ε VIII had answered the question with 'why not find yours and find out'. Well that was helpful thought ε VII. He gave a soft frown that couldn't be seen and a slight confused look. How was he suppose to find his?

Suddenly ε VII was being addressed by a female sounding member, he noticed the number ε III as she said it. He gave a nod, "Thank you." He replied after a few moments wait, letting the information sink in. "I'm just a bit... groggy.... I think." He replied to her question of feeling alright.

He nodded, "I'll be fine once I fully wake up." He looked to see where his things were, finding his number on them before picking up the bag and opening it.

"Has anyone even been outside?" Asked ε VII. In response to the question of 'ask those who've been outside'. He pondered at loosing the cape. "The cape could come in handy... if we run out of bandages though or need the material for something... couldn't it?"

[[Rolling for weapon]]

((I'm sorry I am using the right number? Riri's confusing me and I'm not sure if I'm ε VII or if she is...?))

(LP, you're ε VII. Riri is ε VIII, and they probably just accidently used your number since they're so similar. ^^; )

The boy ε III had been next to asked what they would need a search party for. Nodding slightly she said, "Perhaps scouting would be a better term. None of us have gone out yet, so we have no knowledge of our location. And since we don't know where we are, we could easily get attacked by a rival group. If we know a bit of the terrain, we could probably fight better or know where they might be coming from. After all, if the outside of the tent is the same color as it is in here, a pink tent is rather noticable compared to other potentially-colored tents."

It seemed the groggy member was coming around a bit more. ε III gave him a nod. "You're welcome. And I don't think anyone has left the tent yet." She said, to answer his question. After all, she'd been the third up, and she hadn't seen anyone leave yet, so it was reasonable that no one had yet.

When the others spoke of staying as a team, ε III nodded. "We do have safety in numbers. I see no reason for us to seperate and make ourselves easier for the enemy to destroy." After all, there was thirteen of them, and thirteen people could win this survival game. If they worked together, perhaps they could be the thirteen that make it out alive.

ε VII stared at the gun in his hand. Head actually tilted to provide the others with a sense of his confusion. He was curious as to why he had a gun where as the others as far as he could tell, seemed a bit lacking as they had knives or bandages or... was that one member holding a club?

However, he supposed it could be worse, nodding at ε XII, ε VII pondered. Everyone had good ideas thought seven. It was the problem of actually dragging them out. "Is it possible that without the identifying colors we might actually hurt someone from our own team if we startled each other?" He asked before holding up the gun fingers away from the trigger, "I mean these seem not to be toys..." he had been inspecting it for a while, letting the others talk.

"Maybe the brightness drives away any monsters?" It was a dumb idea, why would there be any monsters here anyways. If it was a town, lighthouse, beach, or cornfield... monsters surely didn't exist right?

((*edit* meant to say thanks Trira */edit*))