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Post by VERONIKA MONTBLANC on Dec 28, 2010 22:14:50 GMT 1
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Veronika had left her home since she seemed to be bored. Hey, staying cramped in a house all the time could make you bored after a while. The sound of her scary movies comforted her, but it really didn't keep her entertained for long. So she wondered if she could convince someone at the prison to give her a few Neogena. Preferably a younger one, because the older ones had more experience. That, and they could kill her anytime they wanted. Veronika wasn't sure they would just fork over some Neogena but what could they possibly do with them? She was just going to do the same thing, but at a slower process. Smirking the pinkette stretched up and hoped they would actually let her get one. But maybe if they were 'stuck' in a situation they would lend one. Stumbling around desperately she tried to remember where the prison was, it was secluded; that was for sure. But where would it be? On the outskirts of town? Or in the center shielded by something? Wondering around more she assumed that it would be on the outskirts of town. But why? Wouldn't that give them an easy chance to escape? She assumed no since it was heavily guarded.
Speaking of which, how did she even get to know about the prison? Veronika had no memories of her father taking her to it, but her mother may have. Her father seemed to be such a persnickety man, it wouldn't surprise her if he dropped a visit every now and then when he was alive. Her mother, she probably had no connections at all with them. Shrugging, for no reason at all Veronika continued on her way. That is, right before bumping into someone. The person seemed to be angry at her or something. Their face was grim and she couldn't read it at all. The person was bulky, barely fitting in the suit he had which had rips every now and then exposing flesh. To sum it all up; this person looked like they could rip Veronika in two without breaking a sweat. Raising an eyebrow she thought of this man as a Scientist or one of the guards. Taking her chances she calmly asked, "Where is the prison?" The man replied by pointing his finger in the direction of the prison human's went to. Not Neogena's. Her eyebrow twitched a bit before she slowly replied careful with her words. "The one for Neogena." He seemed to tense up at the subject but turned his hand in another direction; right behind her.
"It's back there. You can't miss it. Might I ask why?" Thinking quick on her feet she lied and told him she was simply a scientist. He scanned her eyes a bit, but when he found nothing he turned and nodded. Smiling as if she one the lottery Veronika turned around walking in the direction before the mysterious man stopped her again. "Wait! If you're a scientist you would know where it is! Let me see some ID!" Cursing under her breath she mimicked his grim face and put on a scowl before reaching into her coat pocket. After a good two minutes of fishing around in her pocket she pulled out an I.D. He looked at it before nodding letting her go. Joyous day!
What an idiot… the pinkette thought. He, was certainly stupid if he thought her ID from high school was a scientist ID. He probably missed the 'BORRACA HIGH SCHOOL' across the top then displaying her grade. Giving herself praise quietly the female was on her way to the prison with a little help from somebody. The more she walked, though, the more she became unsure if they would give her a Neogena. Soon, she arrived at the prison. It was big, but looked like an other building from her point of view. It seemed to be disguised very well. Putting on the best poker face she could muster the female walked past the two guards paying no mind to them. They seemed to stare her down- probably because of her abnormal hair. But she showed no sign of deformity. Sighing once more she pushed the doors open and was greeted with an Ac and white empty halls. What? What was going on? Wasn't this a prison? Where were the screaming Neogena? Where were the guards? Frowning she waited in her spot looking around like a lost puppy.
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Post by ZACARY DELTA ELMOREE on Dec 28, 2010 23:49:26 GMT 1
And isn't it ironic? Don't you think? [/size]
Another long day... of course. When will Zachary's days become? Never of course. Almost everyday seemed long to this lad, simply because he had a time schedule that had been ridiculous. Asleep at four AM, awakened at nine AM, and sometimes six. No time for rest at all. And during the whole day, he has to be up.. working, studying, discovering, creating, it's all in a time schedule. It has been forever sense he has gotten a break. Surprising, he still knows how to give himself a little bit of time from his work. And that usually is him taking long strolls around the area which he had been in. Or maybe even go on a coffee break, just to get himself together and wake up. It has been two days sense he has seen his brother because of the stressful work he had been doing. All he had was a small picture of him, which of course kept his hopes up. He would miss his brother event more, if his brother hadn't been calling him almost every thirty-minuets of the day.. Well, it seemed that way at least. He cared about his little brother, but sometimes he can be distracting.
A small sigh came from the blond haired man, who had a long white lab jacket at the time. The jacket blocked the other outfit which he had worn underneath. His black shaded glasses had been on his face, though he slowly took them off for just a split second, so that he could rub the sleep out his eyes. He had been in one of the inventory rooms, putting away a few brooms and other tools, and also getting more gloves so that he could continue to do his work. Though, Zachary needed a break. He really did.. He knew if he were to ask for such things, he would get an exact answer... which is of-course "No". As soon as he stopped rubbing his eye brown eyes, he slid his glasses back on. What was Zachary going to do? He had took a small glance at his cell, which had been on lying on a shelf in the room. On the screen, it said that he had missed fifteen calls. Come on now Eric.. play the video game or something he thought to himself as blinked twice. His phone had been on silence, so he wasn't able to hear any 'ringing' sound coming from it.
Zachary stood in the small inventory room for a bit. Closing his eyes, trying to take just a small break before heading back to work. He stood in silence, not saying a thing. Zak had but a little bit of time to enjoy himself, without being bothered, and/or having to stare at a computer screen. He stood their for about three minuets, before opening his eyes and whispering Okay under his breath. He simply took his cellphone, and slipped it into his lab jackets pocket, and also picking up a few papers, before opening the door and walking out. The door lead to the white halls of the Neogena Prison. Why had he been there? Work, of course. He had a small lab, just in the Neogena prison, where he had kept his small samples of such things. Anyways, Zachary continued walk down the halls, it was so silent.. all that was heard was the sound of the electricity in the bright light bulbs, and foot steps. He had been calculating in his head as he starred at the papers. He made no sound when doing this. He continued walking straight, passing through many right turns that he could have made, however, he chose not to. A person, he had seen right in the corner of his eye, was standing in one of the other halls. However, he kept walking forward, before slowing his paste down, and coming to a sudden stop. Zachary turned to look back, wondering if his eyes had been playing tricks on him or not, though, he wasn't sure. So take a few steps backwards, just to peek around the corner of the hall, to see if he had seen that person again.
And who would have thought, it figured.
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Post by VERONIKA MONTBLANC on Dec 29, 2010 1:04:21 GMT 1
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Ve-Ve began to walk forward hearing her boots clack on the floor. What? This sort of took her by surprise- where were the Neogena? And why couldn't she hear they're cries? It sort of scared her a bit that it would be this quiet. What things could the government be doing here? The pinkette decided to snoop, she wanted to find out exactly where they all were and what the government planned to do with them. She assumed that it was like this so the public wouldn't find this building and try and venture into it. They were always trying to control the virus to not affect them. No- us. But Veronika wouldn't mind getting the virus. Virus or not, she would continue her evil ways even if her body slowly began to transform into some thing. Looking out of the corner of her eye she saw a large mass of blonde. Not daring to face the direction she turned around like she didn't see whatever it was. However, the clacking of it seemed to make her want to turn around and investigate. But that would be stupid- what if it was a guard? She had to look like she belonged here, like she knew what she was doing. But apparently gripping your arm as if it will pop off its socket looked normal. Scowling the female took a step forward hearing her boot clack on the tile floors.
Flipping her neon pink hair she finally decided to check out whatever that thing was. Turning around quickly she slowly approached the thing as plans raced through her head and were eliminated just as they came. Veronika smiled, she managed to come up with three back up plans if this happened to be a Neogena that escaped, two if it was a scientist, and only one pitiful plan if it was a guard. Taking her chances and hoping it was a scientist the pinkette finally approached whatever it was. What? She was almost about to attack whoever this was? Frowning she raised an eyebrow, a sly comment already made for use. Yet nothing rolled out of her mouth. Finally she decided to lay low and asked,"Hello there. Mind telling me where I am?" Looking to her right and left the female tried to give off the effect she had no idea where she was. But she wasn't sure that was what she was giving, it was very easy to see right through her. Biting her tongue she decided to drop the personality she was going for and decided to be herself.
"Would you like to tell me where the Neogena are?" Slapping on a thick Brooklyn accent just because she felt the need to her eyes closed halfway showing no interest. Adjusting the red glasses on the bridge of her nose she stared at him and finally took in what he looked like. Dirty blonde hair, tinted shades, he sort of reminded her of a biker. But what sort of intimidated her was the fact he was so tall. You'd think after decades her family would give her genetics to be around 5'9, but no. Her mother had to come in and be 5'4. And so she stood here at 5'6; pretty short. The genius guessed he was around 6'3 or possibly taller, but all she knew he had the potential to probably beat the crap out of her. No, she wasn't paranoid. Just trying to stick to the facts and hope she would get a surge of paranoia. Cracking her knuckles she asked more probably cutting him off. "If this is a prison why aren't there any Neogena screaming? Are you guys possibly holding them in the back? Take them to me, if you can." Stating what she wanted her voice dripped of anxiety. Shifting her wait to the left her body naturally turned to the left. Her foot held the beat of her heart at the time; pretty average. Slowly, her foot began to speed up. What if he had a weapon? No, she came prepared for this. A gun was nestled happily in her boots. What if he called the guards? Simply shoot them. What if- she shook her head ridding the thoughts. Paranoia was slowly consuming her, and she had no earthly idea why. Smirking Veronika decided to never eat at McDonald's before going on a murdering spree again. Her stomach twisted and turned as she tried to calm herself down.
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Post by ZACARY DELTA ELMOREE on Dec 29, 2010 2:26:55 GMT 1
And isn't it ironic? Don't you think? [/size]
Zachary blinked a few times once he realized that the figure WAS another person.. And not only just a person.. but a girl, a very short one at that. His eyes starred at the girl as she had been walking toward him. He paused as she did so, before looking at her neon pink hair, and then at her outfit.. who had she been? Zachary's memory was pretty good, so he hadn't remember seeing her around. He observed her walk and how she carried herself(Her clothes). Zachary wanted to believe he has seen her before, but in a different uniform.. but, he hasn't. And he couldn't force himself into believing such things. He twisted his wrist upwards, so that this person wouldn't be able to see the words that had been written on the paper. He only did this because he felt as if he's never seen this person, which... he hasn't. The female spoken, which made him tilt his head slightly to the left. He watched as she had looked around, as if she were lost.. which she pretty much was. He blinked once before narrowing his eyes just a little. "I think you are in the wrong area." He said, His voice slightly deep, but strong and manly with a slow cool slander. His eyes shifted from left to right, just to see if any guard had been around. But unfortunately, he didn't see any guard.
His eyes peered at the girl, as she spoken again; "Would you like to tell me where the Neogena are?". Ah, so she did know where she was. He couldn't help it but to twist his lips slightly to the right, when she said that. Zachary began to think that maybe she had been one of the Neogena's that are trying to the other Neogena's to rescue them! But... that was too deep.. Not only that, she wasn't responding nor acting like any Neogena he's seen. His eyes squinted once more as he began to speak. "You are trying to find directions? Who ex-" Interesting.. the girl cut him off, it was like she knew exactly what he was going to say before he even said it! But.. she didn't mention what he was going to say within her words.. maybe, she was growing impatient. He watched her closely, and noticed that she began to show a little more body language than when he had first seen her. Nervous? I suppose? Who knows.
"If this is a prison why aren't there any Neogena screaming? Are you guys possibly holding them in the back? Take them to me, if you can." This lady really expected him to take a complete stranger around the prison? Zachary found this quite funny. This girl didn't actually think that she could come into this place, and expect for him to show her where the Neogena were? He smiled lightly before folding the papers that had been in his hand, and sliding it into his pockets. "Your ID, miss?" He asked, not even answering any single question she had been asking. Many questions of his very own came to mind. Like; Why in the world is she so serious? What exactly is she looking for?
And who would have thought, it figured.
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Post by VERONIKA MONTBLANC on Dec 29, 2010 20:59:16 GMT 1
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Veronika finally decided to banish her queasiness before she did something rash and that could possibly result in her fleeing. Biting the inside cheek she searched for lies that could possibly get her access to the Neogena. Wondering if this would work she folded her arms across her chest. "I am here to gather information for my dad's company. We are a company that revolve around Neogena's, so if you may, direct me to them." She was almost sure that wouldn't work, but hey, it was worth a shot. She had no ID like before and the female wasn't certain if he would accept the Highschool ID like the idiot before. Deciding to add in a few things she interjected,"I.D.? I need no ID, my father's company has good relations with the government. My name is enough to get me there. Do you need to know it?" Oh how that was such a lie. Her father's company may have been huge and all but it was one of those things the government wanted to be destroyed. And when it suddenly...collapsed they were more than glad to hear about a company selling weapons to the mass to defend themselves from Neogena gone.
Checking her pockets yet again she cursed and wished she snatched up her Dad's ID from way back when. Raising an eyebrow she assumed he probably wouldn't buy anything she said. Anger swelled up inside of her stomach out of frustration yet her face only had a smirk on it. "Who am I? I am Veronika Montblanc, heiress to my father's company. I have told you why I am here, now the question remains; shall you show me where the Neogena are?" Her husky voice seemed to make her ears hurt a bit. She honestly hated the sound of her own voice, normally it is more high-pitched like a regular teenager. But she wasn't born regular, not even a tiny chance.
Scratching the top of her head Veronika looked around taking in the blandness of the area. The tile floor seemed to be spotless, which sort of made her smile a tiny bit. To her, the way how it was so clean made her repulsed yet amazed. It was prison, not some rehab! Her first thought was it was going to be dark and depressing. Yet, it gave off the bland effect. It amazed her. How could so much be generated from something as small as this? Tilting her head to the right she began to fiddle with her hair. Such a weird place, having a debate within her head the pinkette was deciding whether or not to tell him what she really came here for. Or charm him into taking her. She really hoped that it wouldn’t come to number three. Degrading herself in such a manner irritated her, she wasn't like that nor would she ever. Staring at him through her glasses (which she constantly adjusted so it wouldn't fall off her nose) she finally decided to ask something that had been floating around in her head. "Why is the prison kept in such a manner? Why would you guys even bother to clean a prison up? I mean, it is a prison, no?” She looked around curiosity taking the best of her.
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Post by ZACARY DELTA ELMOREE on Dec 30, 2010 22:49:20 GMT 1
And isn't it ironic? Don't you think? [/size]
"I am here to gather information for my dad's company. We are a company that revolve around Neogena's, so if you may, direct me to them."
Zak found this funny. Of course, he did not believe her. For Scientist don't usually go off by what they hear, but by what they see. He hasn't really heard about this 'company'. Therefor, he wasn't exactly sure if it even exist. Though, it might have. He stared at her standing silently and quietly, simply because he had nothing else more to say to that comment. He would get cocky, and might even laugh at her and say she's joking.. but, that wouldn't solve anything. He still had questions that needed to be answered. A company that revolves around Neogena, and therefor information is needed about this place? That sounds made up.. Zachary thought, while the top of his nose wrinkled just a little. He hated being lied to, and that.. sounded like a lie. A silly thing to be annoyed of, only because there are many liars in the world, and he knows this.
Zachary slowly lifted his right hand to his forehead. Running his fingers through his hair and toward the top of his head. A sign of annoyance. A small quite sigh escaped his mouth as he closed one of his eyes.He watched as the girl checked her pockets and figured that she had been search for proper Identification. She could have been telling the truth.. which is why he did not deny anything. Though, he was very sure to not allow her to know where the Neogena's had been. "I.D.? I need no ID, my father's company has good relations with the government. My name is enough to get me there. Do you need to know it?" was what the girl said. Good relations? was what Zachary thought. He dropped his arm to his side slowly, before thinking about her words. They sounded so serious, and believable.. suppose she was the daughter of such person, if he wouldn't allow her into the building, he might be punished. But, suppose if she weren't given such a mission. Then he would also be in trouble for letting her enter private facilities such as this one. Zachary had to think quite hard about this.. and it reminded him of one of those old shows. Where the man has to make an irrational decision to dramatically find the answer to certain things.
"Who am I? I am Veronika Montblanc, heiress to my father's company. I have told you why I am here, now the question remains; shall you show me where the Neogena are?" So she finally answered one of the questions he was trying to ask. Before she had cut him off of course. Zachary opened the eye that had been closed before starring at the girl. He was thinking. Trying to see and/or remember if he has heard of that name before.. which he has. But, where has he heard it from? His eyes squinted just a little as he turned around, turning away from the girl. He decided to walk, hoping she'd just follow. And if she didn't know why he had been walking away, he'd say something, so that she would know to follow. "Right this way" he said. His voice was still calm, it didn't show any type of irritation or anything. His voice made everything seem like it was going quite normal and well. Was he going to actually show her where the Neogena were? No. Zak had a plan. He was going to act as if he was showing her where the Neogena were, but he was actually going to lead her into a few guards, so that he could simply tell them to "Get her out of here!". "You know, when you first asked about this, you seemed very serious." he said, throwing a little bit of laughter within his words. He was trying to get her to loosen up just a bit. She seemed a little stiff for some reason, maybe she had been nervous? Well heck, he was also quite nervous himself. He hasn't been into any type of situation such as this one before.
The girl named Veronika Montblanc, had spoken with more questions. Which made more sense. If he were a person wandering around such a place, he would have also asked the exact same questions. A small smirk is what Zak had made, as he kept his paste. "This is the Neogena we are talking about." he said simply. "A dangerous and deadly virus. If we keep the place filthy from being clean, then the Virus is bond to spread. At faster rates then imagined." A very simple explanation. He didn't mind answering those questions. It was no secret, it was just common sense. Many people lack the ability to push away old habits, and keep their habitats clean. Which is why most have caught many sicknesses much faster than others. His smirk faded away, and he resumed to keeping a straight face. The topic was very distracting, but he wanted to make sure that he kept his plan going well. He wanted to lead her into few guards. Zak figured that the plan would go smoothly, though.. at the time, it seemed like the only people who had been in that area. Was him, and her.
And who would have thought, it figured.
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Post by VERONIKA MONTBLANC on Jan 1, 2011 0:42:15 GMT 1
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Veronika waited for a reply, but when it was silent she assumed he had something going along in his mind. Crossing her arms over her chest she thought quickly looking back and forth between him and the ground. No doubt, this long of a pause meant he didn't accept her words. And so she was forced to fall onto Plan B. Digging her nails into her skin the pinkette felt her eyes narrow as she tried so hard to avoid her plan and think of a solution- one that wouldn't degrade her. The smirk was wiped from her face as a frown replaced the once triumphant. Ah, a plan presented itself. Now all she had to do was assume his actions, tweak the solution a bit and she was good to go! The solution was simple: stall him the best she could, then maybe she could flee and find the prison herself. Of course that would require her to kill another scientist so she could take their I.D. And what-not, but that would be no problem. Ve-Ve was almost next to aggravated at such a long pause, her left hand rose as if she were going to snap him out of that trance he was in. She wanted to have an answer! Now! Light blue eyes studied his face wanting an answer then and there.
When she finally realized he was walking without her the female nodded slowly and began to follow after him, taking in every thing he was doing. Yes, walking can't get you much information but Veronika studied how he walked; calmly and sluggish, perfect for a random attack. If she thought what he is than- serious? Well no duh she was going to be serious, a serial killer needed to watch what she was going to say, one wrong thing and she could be sitting in jail in a ugly orange jump suit. “It's only natural I am serious, why can't I?” Ending whatever conversation he tried to start the female looked to the left with disinterest. Veronika couldn't deny it; this felt awkward. Was he just going to take her to the prison? No. This man worked for the government, he had to know she was setting him up. Who would let a civilian waltz in here and just ask to see something that could lead to the humans' downfall? Shrugging, the killer felt the need to just lose all control and go psycho on anybody in a five foot radius, but hey, it was a prison. Showing up with a gun and pointing it at people like a maniac was not the best idea ever.
No, if she wanted to get what she wanted she would need to follow through with whatever he was thinking. Nothing too hard for her to handle, Veronika is a prodigy, right? She could handle anything he threw at her and throw it back at him twice as hard with knowledge. Unless it happened to be throwing her into a bunch of guards. Then maybe, she might be screwed. And thus, the gun was in her boot for such a need. The down side, was she didn't pack any extra bullets. So that forced her to have perfect aim and only use the bullet when needed. Cussing under her breath she waved her hand in front of her face as if she was hot or something. Chuckling to herself in some crazy way her eyes widened remembering what she actually needed to do. The plan! She nearly forgot! Stopping, her eyes darted back and forth between him and her feet. “Where is the bathroom?” Looking back up she smirked probably catching him in whatever scheme he had going.
Though, as soon as she realized she was smirking it was gone and replaced with a frown. Holding her temple she rubbed it slowly like she had a headache. Opening one light blue eye she told him slowly, “Mi-,” Taking the time to wince the pinkette continued, “...Graine.” Closing her left eye that was just opened she gritted her teeth before letting her arms drop to her side. Opening her eyes slowly the female held her head as if it was pounding. Veronika felt herself smiling on the inside. Why wasn't she an actor? She could act really good, why not go for it? Oh wait, the need for blood to be shed all the time stopped her from doing so. Backing up she leaned against the wall groaning about how she wish she took her medicine this morning, some things like that. Holding her head with both hands this time the female slowly began to calm down this time being able to talk in sentences. “Please hurry.” Letting her arms drop to her side she pretended as if the pain subsided, for a while. Balling her hand into a fist the female gritted her teeth more looking at him her eyes showing pain. Well, fake pain that is.
Taking a step forward in whatever direction she held her head yet again in such pain. Again, Veronika felt the need to applaud herself for being such a good actress. This was certainly good stuff she was doing, if he bought it, then maybe Veronika might consider acting lessons. But, now was not the time to commend herself since one ego-boost could have her smile and brag non-stop which in return would blow her cover. Holding out her hand she told him to take it and lead her to wherever the bathroom was.
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Post by ZACARY DELTA ELMOREE on Jan 1, 2011 2:09:50 GMT 1
And isn't it ironic? Don't you think? [/size]
Jeeze, that conversation didn't last. Zak thought. He stood kept silence, which wasn't good. A conversation was simply needed. If he continued to keep silence like this, she might notice that he's up to something. Zachary was relieved when she had asked another question. And when he answered, she gave no comment. Once again, it was silence. Oh the beauty in silence. What the heck?! There is no beauty in silence! Zachary dropped his head heavily. To many thoughts had been running through his mind at the moment. He did not want to beat himself up because the conversation didn't last. She, the girl, obviously did not want to start a conversation about such things. Wait... this girl. Zachary began to think of her name again. Her name.. where has he heard her name. Yeah well, sure, Zachary didn't have the memory of an elephant. He just wasn't exactly sure where he has heard the name from.
The made Zachary mumble just a little, but not enough to hear what he had said. While he had been in the mist of mumbling, the girl had said something. "Where's the bathroom?" is what she said. He slowly looked back at the girl from the corner of his eyes. Why.. did she want to know where the bathroom was? Maybe she had to go. Hopefully this wasn't some trick. As he looked down at the girl, she had a small smirk on her face. He wondered why. "Oh, the bathroom.. well it's just-" He cut himself off, as he seen the girls face turn into a frown, and then she soon started to look as if she had been in pain. He blinked just once as he watched her, before stopping and turning completely around to look at her. She had muttered Mi-Grain. Though the words seemed much more separated than anything. He narrowed his eyes lightly as he watched her. Her body expression, the small sound of pain in her voice.. she definitely seemed like she was hurting in someway.
He looked at her, wanted to touch her head so that he could rub her temples. Which was exactly was he was going to do. He wanted to check her, just to see if she had the virus. He lifted one of his hands slowly to her head, gently touching the side of her head where her temple had been. And once she told him to Hurry, he moved his hands from her head and pointed toward the left. To the left, was a hall, which lead outside of the prison. "It's right outside on your first right." he said simply. All the other bathrooms had been much further into the building. Whatever had been going on with the girl, he wanted her to check herself quickly, especially sense she told him to hurry.
And who would have thought, it figured.
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Veronika listened intently to what he was saying before he cut himself off. Why?! Her face began to turn a little pink from anger but when back to the normal color after she tried to cool herself off. Closing her eyes she felt something foreign on her, something very warm. Opening her eyes she found his hands checking her temple for something. As a reflex she shook her head not wanting him to touch her, but he already took his hands off her temple before she could do anything. Call her paranoid but she hated being touched by people, it made her feel...exposed. A faint blush made its' way on her face before she rolled her eyes and banished stupid emotions. "It's right outside on your first right.” Wait what? It was outside? Narrowing her eyes she felt as if she were being tricked into leaving the building. Leaving the building to 'check herself' would give him just the right amount of time to go get someone to get her, she needed to think quick on her feet. Luckily for her, Veronika was more than capable of doing so.
Looking around she finally decided to explain her situation. With the frown on her face as if she was still in pain she slowly explained, “You see, I want a Neogena to experiment on. I am sort of a scientist myself. Studying how bodies work, things like that, but for fun rather than profit.” It was very obvious that the fun was certainly not what it seemed. “I am nothing different from you scientists, so why not fork over a couple Neogena? Two sound nice? Why would you need them? You are going to just kill them eventually,right?” That frown was now replaced with a warm smile. The maniac inside slowly began to show, but she decided to show she still had sanity. She almost showed her gun for probably the fifth time but shook her head, she wasn't here to kill him. Smiling the female decided to give him information about herself, it was only natural since she needed to convince him she wasn't some crazy person. That was a lie.
“I am Veronika Montblanc. Yes, I am the heiress to a company but I decided to destroy it for my gain. For my hobby in other words. It has nothing to do with Neogena's, and before you think about it, no I am not a Neogena. Nor will I ever be a Neogena. But I do want to study them, on my own.” Adding emphasis to the last part to make sure she didn't want to be a scientist, the idea seemed rather dull to her. However, it would give access to a lab which she needed desperatly. On the negative side the government was right there, able to access her information and probably tap into her father's bank account. Plus she wouldn't appreciate the fact her time would be taken up all the time by work that seemed to pile up.
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Post by ZACARY DELTA ELMOREE on Jan 12, 2011 2:31:33 GMT 1
And isn't it ironic? Don't you think? [/size]
Zachary blinked a few times when the girl named 'Veronika Montblanc' started speaking. She seemed like she was in pain, though, she hasn't walked away to the bathroom yet. Instead, she decided to say a few more sentences. This time, when she spoken, it seemed very real. Well... most of her words were real, though, he didn't trust them as much. Zachary isn't easily open to people, well, when it comes to secret stuff. He isn't even as opened to his very own brother. Yes he would let his little brother Eric know that he was going out, but he would not let him know where he had been going to. As the girl spoken, Zachary listened, and listened very closely. “You see, I want a Neogena to experiment on. I am sort of a scientist myself." "Sort of?" Zachary repeated after her as soon as she said it. Only to bring out a point. But then, he said it with a slight mumble, and under his breath. As the girl's sentence continued, it became a little reasonable.
“I am nothing different from you scientists, so why not fork over a couple Neogena? Two sound nice? Why would you need them? You are going to just kill them eventually,right?” Kill them?! Well.. Zachary had no idea what the government would usually do to the Neogena when the scientist are done testing on them. The Neogena's he have met had been very much locked away. He had only seen them before their stage had gotten any worse, before they even looked like they had any sickness. Zachary was always sent to do the searching work, and then, if he finds one, bring it back safely somehow. But he has not done that yet. Simply because, it has become slightly difficult to find a Neogena in just plane site. The creatures mimicked humans quite well. It would be extremely hard to find a Neogena, not unless one were to notice the symptoms a person just might have. This of course made Zachary think, and what added more onto the thought, was the fact the girl's face turned into a warm smile. Was the pin gone? Was she still in pain? This, of-course, slightly confused Zak. Though, he still had a feeling not to show her anything. But she said she was sort of like other scientist, except she does the experimenting for fun.
Which made him think, of why he wanted to become a Scientist so badly. Well, it wasn't really for fun. But that's a good way to think of it.. If you are a person who really likes to study on science. Zachary shifted his eyes away from the girl. Just to think about what she said. He listened to her as she introduced herself a little more. This time, with more information. "So all you want is a Neogena?" He said simply before looking back at her. What was this? Zachary was actually going to show her where the Neogena had been?! This is insane. A move like this would go against the rules of this whole place. But then, something happened. A buzzer went off, it was a small alarming sound. Zachary looked up, as the buzzer went off. He looked toward a red light which hung just over the door ahead of them. The light was blinking, and turning on and off just as the buzzer went. This alarm meant a lot. It stood for intruders, Neogena on the loose, Man down, and/also a fire alarm. Zachary looked back at the girl. "An alarm? We must exit the building." He said simply and calmly. A sigh slightly escaping his mouth after his words.
And who would have thought, it figured.
Muse: -Thumbs up-
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Tags!: Veronika
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Post by VERONIKA MONTBLANC on Jan 19, 2011 2:38:57 GMT 1
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"So all you want is a Neogena?" She nodded slowly fixing her red glasses to preoccupy herself. Opening her mouth to add something she was cut off by the sound of a loud bell ringing. Giggling, she guessed that was sort of some strange revenge for cutting him off so many times. Red lights flashed brightly irritating her a bit. Yes she got the idea of leaving the building, but did they need to be so bright?! Hesitating when he said they needed to leave the building the female shook her head. She wanted the Neogena, and she came for them. Veronika was going to get one no matter what anyone had to say about it. “You can leave, I'm going to figure out what this possibly is that is setting off an alarm.” No, she wasn't going into superhero mode, rather she was trying to find a different way to the cells. But, he would probably follow after her wondering what she was doing. He couldn't be that strong and force her to. He looked too nice in her opinion, but he probably would do whatever saved himself. Example; kicking her out before she stole Neogena's and got the scientist fired. But he would have to catch her! Looking down at her shoes she scowled at the fact they were heels. Oh well, several more at home. One pair left behind wouldn't hurt anyone? Ah-ha! She could momentarily paralyze him if he decided to follow her! Smirking the pinkette looked at her heels, they would definatly hurt if she threw them. Then the ring seemed to get louder irritating her a bit.
The girl was...skeptical. Why did the bell go off, right when he 'agreed' to show her the Neogena? Luck? Or some sort of plot? Looking around her she scowled and probably thought that some guards were currently watching them, purposely setting off an alarm so he wouldn't have to show her. Well, if they did why didn't they come and take her? She tapped her foot quickly staring at the scientist with narrowed eyes. She wasn't buying this. It's either leave or take them herself. Smirking, she calmly chose the one obvious to her. Turning on her heel she crossed her arms over her chest looking at the possible exits. One, the way she came, or the other far down the hall. Choosing the one farthest away from the entrance Veronika waved 'Sayonara' before continuing to walk forward. She was almost positive he would follow after her and stop her. But who said she couldn't try? Speeding up quickly she rounded the corner seeing a few guards rushing past her. One of them stopped to see what she was doing, pink hair, almost in a jog as if her life depended on getting out right then and there. And it didn't help she didn't have the white uniform like most scientists.
'Damn...' [/color] Rubbing her eyes the killer looked between one guard and another. How could she take them out? One was very bulky, while another scrawny. The scrawny one was very quick, so she would have trouble taking him out since her speed wasn't that well. The other was very fast as well, but the way he moved left area for her to attack. 'And...here.'[/color] Slipping behind the big one she hit a pressure point by the neck, pushing so much pressure onto it. He fell to the ground in a heap in seconds, gaining the attention of the scrawny one. He tried to grab a hold of her, but he was rather sloppy and was easily dodged. Veronika smirked getting behind him and taking him out just like the other. When she was sure they were paralyzed for a few minutes she hurried past them trying her best to locate the cells. Where were they? She didn't know how many turns she took, and it was only a matter of time before the guards gained mobility and hunt her down. Her time was limited, she needed help here. Sighing loudly a random song popped in her head making her react quickly. Him. She needed his help to find the cells. But-ah, what was his name? Shaking her head she couldn't believe this. How could she calculate so much yet miss his name? Frowning she turned back around heading in his direction needing to ask for his name. Though as she turned the corner she bumped into something sending her backward. Grabbing at everything so she wouldn't have to have such a bad fall Veronika grabbed a hold of something and soon hit the ground. Sort of a little over-dramatic, but it couldn't be helped. [/size] [/center] tagged , Zac~ words , 780[/font][/size] [/div] |
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Nice.