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Mar 06, 2011 01:13AM

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"Oh, she's scared of you alright," Skye giggled. "An enormous crazy giant like yourself would scare any little girl out of her mind."

"It means you're fat and not mentally with it," Skye answered.
((Spencers so full of himself hes gonna burst!!))
((Spencers so full of himself hes gonna burst!!))

((Okay...I take it back if I got a boyfriend like this I would punch him! He's such a jerk! But if he has abs, money and loves moi then maybe we can work on it...))
"Remember what happened last time you made a comment like that," Skye warned.
((you'd seriously need to deflate his ego))
((you'd seriously need to deflate his ego))

((LIKE A BALLOON! Okay no more dirty comments and less stuck-up himself...))
"Exactly. So unless you want another bruise on the other cheek I suggest you shut up," Skye smiled.

((Why!!!Why did I have to miss like 50 posts!I was only gone for a day!!!!!))
((Sorry JD :( *ashamed face* We kinda just got carried away... you can look at the summary if you want.))
"Altogether?" Skye frowned. "I dunno. I took out about fifteen. What about you, Lithos?"
"Altogether?" Skye frowned. "I dunno. I took out about fifteen. What about you, Lithos?"


"That makes up about 35 erasers.......but why that many......." Jordan said, deep in thought again. Why that many?Usually 7 or 10 would sufice but, 35?! Why waste so many unless..... "Guys, what did you do with thier bodies?" Jordan asked with worry slightly present in her voice.

"Otherwise they would've sent less," Skye muttered. "Maybe they were after the other kids who escaped too as well."
RCRC wrote: ""...So what's your name?" Spencer rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly."
"Lucy," the girl lisped.
((meh, best I could do.
are we gonna take her to a police station soon? also, does anyone want me to make an evil eraser/scientist charrie? it appears demonic isnt actually gonna RP, we're 8 pages in.))
"Lucy," the girl lisped.
((meh, best I could do.
are we gonna take her to a police station soon? also, does anyone want me to make an evil eraser/scientist charrie? it appears demonic isnt actually gonna RP, we're 8 pages in.))

((Do I have to?! Like I think Spencer is enough...))
The little girl shrugged. "I don't know. Some men came and they took me to that... that place. I haven't seen them since."
((I said I would! If people want me to))
((I said I would! If people want me to))

((GSGS you are the chosen one!))
"Spencer," Skye said, rolling her eyes. "She was at the School with us. Shre escaped with us." She leaned closer, so the girl wouldn't hear. "They were probably going to do experiments on her."
"What did you saaay?" the girl whined.
"What did you saaay?" the girl whined.



Jordan walked over to one of the bodies. Thier was no signs of life and he had no pulse, but there was something attached to his belt. She unclipped it and studied it for a second. "Well we better make that safe decision to because the bodies have tracking devices on them. And judging that the beeping sound it's making is getting faster by the second, the people using are getting close. At this rate we have about 7 mins. to get as far away as we can."





Spencer was to her left holding Lucy, lithos glided next to him seeing him struggling, "Not so tuff now huh?

Skye flew steadily, keeping her eye on Lithos, Lucy, Spencer, and, for as long as she could before she disappeared into a speck against the sky, Jordan. She couldn't believe Jordan had done it again . Run off into a bunch of armed Erasers. The Erasers hadn't spotted them yet. There had still been a chance for all of them to escape, without Jordan taking risks like that.

"I'm not bullet-proof, you know!" Jordan yelled as she kicked a few more erasers to the ground. "You may not be, but the bullet-proof vest your wearing is. But I wonder, how long will it hold up to 30 bullets coming at you at once?" a whitecoat smirked at himself as about ten erasers jumped from the helicopter. SHIT!!!!This is gonna mess everything up! Jordan thought as she they started firing.
A billion thoughts ran through her head at that moment, and as much as she wished to have had thought like a normal person and said "Oh my god, I'm going to die!" No, Jordan said "Is that really all you've got?" and at that moment, she flew up right above the choppers blades and dropped the 20 poundrock she'd been carrying for this exact moment, and a few secounds later, it was sent on a collision course, aloung with the erasers she'd led under it, to the earth. At the last second, she grabbed the whitecoat that had called out to her only a few moments ago.
Jordan held him up and looked at him straight in the eyes. He was sweating, crying and wouldn't stop shaking or sputtering no matter how many times Jordan threatened, shoke, or accidentily on purpose dropped him and caught him after he fell a few feet. "Now stop acting like an idiot and awnser my questions already." And when he didn't stop she added "or I will drop you and not come to your rescue, got it?" That's when he spilled everything. When he was finished and Jordan was satisfied, she hung him by his lab coat on the tallest tree she could find and left him there, crying like a baby, for someone to retreve later. Jordan flew away as fast as she could, and as the adrenilne wore off, she noticed that she was shoot in the shoulder, not that it stopped her in the least. She was flying away with a heck of a lot more awnsers than she came with, but now here's the question, what she going to do with them?

Lithos could hear guns being fired. Big guns. And all she could think about was Jordan. Was she alright? Would they ever see her again?

Jordan, as if to awnser Lithos's questions, was so deep in thought that she flew straight through the group and passing a few feet till she snapped back into reality and flew back to them. "Sorry it took me so long. But the chopper and it's inhabidents are, well, grounded for the time being. So we've got nothin' to worry about until reinforcements arrive. Oh, and Spencer, look up for a second." As soon as he looked up, a large pitcher of ice cold water poured on him, but Jordan calculated it just right so that not a single drop fell on Lucy. Though she was slightly giggling at Spencer, she was doing a great job covering up the pain she felt from the gunshot. She had covered it up so the others couldn't see, but she couldn't cover up all the pain. But she did a heck of a job masking it.
