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Post by ericka on Jan 9, 2012 20:59:06 GMT -5
Ericka had exited her class room and was moments from her destination until she had heard the alarm for a lock down. This wasn't good, since it was actually very urgent. Maybe this wasn't a practice like what the young woman thought. All other classrooms were locked. She knew that if she had any chance of being safe, she had to find a place that was safe. Now, the bathroom stalls were her best bet. But from where she was the only one she could get to was close to the writing classroom. But that was right across the call and near the stairs. Someone could come up them and get her. Then again, it was only her best bet. But first, she had to find out if Duck was all right.
See, Duck Young was a close friend to Ericka. Even if they had met only a few days ago. Well, she felt close to him anyway. They had found each other in the music studio, where Ericka was playing the piano. Afterward, they had kept running into each other. As Duck had put it 'he had planted a tracking device on her' and so on, joking around. This made Ericka smile every time. But, right now she had to make sure he was all right. So, she brought out her phone and scrolled down the name Duck Young and clicked it. Quickly she typed out 'Are you safe?'.
The girl crouched in the stairwell for a few moments, then ran towards the bathroom quickly, passing the writing classroom. Hopefully Duck was in there. And he was safe. 'Please be safe Duck....you are the only one I care for right now, my special friend. My close friend. I wouldn't want to lose you.' she thought, stopping a moment to hide in a small corner. She then heard her phone go off.
'Everybody was kung-fu fighting~ Those cats were fast as lightening~ It was a little bit frightening~'
For the first time in her life, she spoke. “Shit, shit, shit, shit shit....” but by the time she reached her phone, it started to go off again. Quickly, she turned it down onto vibrate and then looked at the texts.
'Yeah, you?'
'if not in class, bathroom'
Ericka gave a soft sigh of relief and quickly began texting him back. She was so relieved that he was all right. 'At the moment, yes' was her first response. Then, she quickly texted him again with 'Heading to the bathroom near the writing classroom now'
The young musician waited a few minutes for Duck to respond to her, but all was silent. This made her start worrying about him. Biting her lip, she looked at her phone and texted him once more. 'I have my phone of vibrate. Are you okay? I'm worried now. And scared.'
Slowly, she looked around a corner to see if the coast was clear, only to feel her phone start to vibrate gently in her pocket. Taking it out, she looked.
'I'm fine. Just hide.'
Smiling, she then put her phone back into her pocket and ran again. She made it, but stopped as she ran into someone. Her eyes filled with fear as she stared at the person in front of her.
'I'm doomed...'
tags: bambi and duck
words: 547
notes: ok so the pecking posting order is Ericka, Bambi, and Duck. I will note that I allow people to godmod my character if they wish. So please, manipulate Ericka any way you wish in this thread. Also, Pluto gave permission to have Ducky answer Ericka's text and I am using what she put for him to respond~ |
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Post by lexi on Jan 10, 2012 12:24:35 GMT -5
  bambi had been told to start off in the auditorium, which she had, but when she intended to leave, her teacher had told her to stay. not staying was what she had to do, but how quickly she could get out was something she was unaware of. in the end, she didn't care, because she didn't plan on staying in this school after all was said and done. as long as she escaped afterward, then fine. and if she died during this, well she honestly didn't care. as long as the mission was finished. she had been so twisted and tormented by her father while she was here through email and phone that she didn't like who she was anymore. she hadn't asked for this position. she hadn't wanted it. she hadn't signed up for any part of this. no. her family was just part of something that she didn't believe in.
as soon as bambi escaped to the stair well without her teacher noticing, she went up two flights of stairs, because the first flight wouldn't open. she looked around the hallway, pulling out a pocket knife that she had hidden in her bra. she flipped it open, and was about to step out when she suddenly saw lexin sprint around the corner and in the direction that bambi had intended on going. without hesitation, she started to sprint after lexin, her feet quick and quiet. she watched as lexin rounded another corner, was about to follow, but collided into some one whom she had been oblivious to. that was her first mistake, forgetting to look around for other attacking people.
without much effort, bambi went flying, her knee still slightly damaged from being jumped. she groaned slightly and looked up at the ceiling, quickly getting up.
"what the fu..." she started to say, but then cut off when she looked down at the girl in front of her. suddenly all of bambi's pent up anger boiled over, and she imploded. she grabbed the girl by her hair, dragged her toward the bathroom that they were near. before she even thought about what she was doing, blinded by her anger, she smashed the girls head against the nearest sink, and then threw her on the floor like she was trash.
"i didn't sign up for this shit," she snapped at the girl, and then turned midair and landed a kick right across the girl's face. she quickly turned on the spot, lifted her foot, and kicked her square between the shoulders. she grabbed the girl again, this time by her shirt, and thrust her against the wall. "stay out of my way next time." and then punched her in the gut. she looked the girl square in the eyes and smirked. "if you tell anyone it was me, i will hunt you down and kill you. do you understand, cunt?"
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Post by ducky on Jan 11, 2012 16:59:07 GMT -5
Honestly, Duck Young had suspected Paris to be better than this. Yes, it was a big city with hundreds of pick-pockets if one weren’t careful, but he never really thought that something like this would happen here. At least he’s never heard of a Paris university going under lockdown. He supposed there was a first time for everything. He only wished he didn’t have to be a part of it. And to make matters worse, he didn’t have the luxury of being held in a big classroom with other people. No. He was caught in the middle of walking back to the classroom from the bathroom. By the time he reached his class, the door had already been locked. The lights were turned off and the room appeared to be empty, but he knew there were others in there. There had to be. He knew the basic procedure of a lockdown. They were probably hiding in a corner of the room he was blind to.
Rationality had yet to depart the building. Duck Young pushed his glasses farther up the bridge of his nose and glanced around. At the moment, no one else was in these hallways. At least not that he could see. He wasn’t in danger yet. He needed to not be a sitting Duck. Granted being in a classroom and behind locked doors was the safest place but being out in the open like this was the worst. The only way he could put himself behind a locked door was in the bathroom. And that’s where he went. Duck Young hustled into the stall farthest from the entrance and locked himself inside. The small Korean perched on top of the toilet so his feet couldn’t be seen beneath the door. Almost instantly, his phone vibrated in his pocket and he dug it free. The screen lit up the darkness and he kept the thing cradled close to his body. Ericka had texted him and he quickly replied before killing the light against his leg. A heartbeat later he heard the ringtone he had insisted Ericka make his go off and he became rigid.
All this time he hoped and hoped and prayed and prayed that his new friend Ericka had managed to stay in the sanctuary of a classroom. His wishing had been futile. Because of this, he refused to text her back until he knew her phone was on vibrate. All he could do was wait and hope that Ericka made it safely into a bathroom to hide… But even that was too much to ask, wasn’t it? It seemed fate was playing a horrible game and the house was winning. Duck Young could hear it all: the collision, the voices, the anger, the thudding of bodies that mimicked the sound of heavy, slow rain against a pane of glass. It was distant and muffled but there was no mistaking it.
Ericka.
Quietly but trembling with urgency, Duck Young slipped out of the boys bathroom and peeked around. The noises, they were coming from the girl’s bathroom. Without even thinking about it, he made his way into the forbidden room. Almost instantly he was hit with the metallic smell. It had always been strong enough to sweep him off his feet. The second it hit him, he felt the world tip and his stomach twisted into a tight knot. All he could think to do was throw himself at Bambi.
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Post by ericka on Jan 11, 2012 18:09:30 GMT -5
Ericka was grabbed immediately as soon as Bambi had seen her. Feeling herself go downward, he gasped as she felt the pain of her head meeting the metal sink. Spots. All she seen then were dark spots in front of her eyes. This was bad. Very bad. She hit the floor hair and gasped out in pain again, but did not once make a sound. She couldn't. Then, Ericka felt her face be kicked hard by the older female. Now, that did her. The young musician let out a cry and she started to curl up in a ball. But, the assault did not stop there. Pain shot in the middle of her back, between the shoulders. Something cracked and she cried out loudly. “P-Please...stop.....I-I'm begging you...” Ericka whispered slightly.
Feeling the impact on her stomach made her cry out once more and sob. Why couldn't this end? Why couldn't the woman kill her now? Bambi spoke and Ericka simply started to nod. However, she looked past the woman who held her up and went wide eyed. "D-D-Duck. R-Run, d-don't-” she stumbled out her words, for the first time letting the Korean male hear her voice. But, before she could finish she saw him throw himself at the other woman. Ericka called out once more. “D-Duck, don't you'll get h-hurt!”
She really cared for the male who was now attempting to save her. Whenever she saw him, she felt her face go hot and her heart flutter. What was this that she was feeling now? Was it fear? Ericka didn't feel this when she was getting hurt. Her feelings were more toward knowing Duck was safe and sound. However, now her feelings got the better of her as she tried to stand. She had to help the man, but she stumbled back down to the ground. Before she fell, she saw herself in the mirror. Covered in blood. This was a bad sign. It really was. But, as she laid there, she prayed for Duck to win the fight that was coming between him and the other female. Soon, the dots got bigger and bigger as she lost consciousness. Her body went numb and all she could think about was Duck.
It took a few moments, but she came too again and called out in a weak, high pitched voice that was unlike her own. “D-Duck....please....be ok. Please....Duck....You're.....my only...friend...please be ok...”
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