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Post by Isabella Moore on Nov 17, 2007 23:38:50 GMT -5
Isabella had been on her way back to her room when a couple of the guards that worked at the school came up to her. They asked whether she had permission to be out after curfew and when Isabella didn't give them a good enough answer, the guards took her and walked with her down the many halls of the school until the reached the isolation room.
Tossing her into the room, Isabella looked up as they mumbled something about bringing another student soon then slammed the door shut. The loud noise echoed in the dark room as Isabella tried to keep off of the rats and other gross things in the room as she made her way over to the wall, standing across from the door.
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Post by Journey Dryson on Nov 17, 2007 23:45:35 GMT -5
Journey had been making the remainder of his time at the orphanage a living hell for the guards. He liked to leave a room as messy as possible, break things belonging to the guards, get into fights with other students or preferably the guards themselves. At first he was anonymous about these things but eventually decided to let the guards know he was doing them, after all what was the fun of always hiding?
On his latest rule break of the day he had snuck into the guardsroom and stole everyones clothes while the guards showered. It was one of his more genius ideas, then the guards found out and here he was being hauled off to isolation. They weren't exactly gentle with him as they carried him towards isolation and he returned the favor, kicking and punching.
One they reached the door they practically chucked him through the door and he landed hard on the ground. Groaning Journey sat up and leaned against the wall rubbing the wrist he had fallen on, not caring to notice if anyone else was in isolation.
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Post by Isabella Moore on Nov 17, 2007 23:48:20 GMT -5
Isabella knew they were going to be bringing another student into the isolation room but it still made her jump when the door opened and a boy she guessed from his profile was thrown into the room with her. She winced slightly as the door was slammed shut and her eyes adjusted to the dark again after being blinded from the light that poured in from the door being open.
She turned her gaze on the new guy and slowly walked over to him, stopping a good couple feet in front of him "You ok?" she asked timidly as if she was afraid he was going to attack her or something.
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Post by Journey Dryson on Nov 17, 2007 23:53:39 GMT -5
Journey looked up when he heard footsteps and saw a dark outline of a girl standing in front of him. "Splendid actually," Journey said grinning. "I've been expecting to get thrown in here for quite some time."
Journey finished rubbing his wrist and rolled it to make sure it wasn't broken, it felt better now.
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Post by Isabella Moore on Nov 17, 2007 23:55:04 GMT -5
A confused expression formed on her face but it was hard to tell in the darkness of the room they were now stuck in "You want to be thrown into here? Why?" she asked unable to keep the curiosity out of her voice as she walked around the room slowly, hoping she would step on anything gross that was on the floor.
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Post by Journey Dryson on Nov 18, 2007 0:00:31 GMT -5
"Well I don't have very much longer in here and I want to make the guards as miserable as we are," Journey said shrugging. "If I have to get thrown in here to do it then it's well worth it."
He stretched out his legs in front of him and put his hands behind his head as he rested against the wall.
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Post by Isabella Moore on Nov 18, 2007 0:02:37 GMT -5
She returned to him after a while and looked at him "What do you mean you don't have much longer in here? We're stuck in here until we reach an age when they're forced to let us out. Sadly I don't know what that age is" she said feeling a blond streak in the sense of the word begin.
She shook her head and looked at him again "I'm Isabella Moore by the way" she said with a small grin though it was hard to see.
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Post by Journey Dryson on Nov 18, 2007 0:06:17 GMT -5
"If they don't let me out after I reach 18 I'm planning an escape, they can't keep us here against our will once we are adults," Journey said. He had been trying to think of an escape he was still working on mastering it however, he knew he'd think of something eventually if he tried hard enough.
"Journey Dryson," Journey said. "Nice to meet you Bella."
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Post by Isabella Moore on Nov 18, 2007 9:38:05 GMT -5
She nodded "Well that makes sense. I have to wait two more years then if I want to get out of here" she said with a sigh, looking around the room to the best of her abilities. Since she was only 16, Isabella had two more years until she was 18 and even then she wasn't sure where she would go. Both her parents were obviously gone and she wasn't sure if anyone in her family would take her. She looked back at him and smiled slightly "Pleasure meeting you Journey. Thats a very interesting name you have"
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Post by Journey Dryson on Nov 18, 2007 21:24:11 GMT -5
"My parents were obsessed with the band called Journey, at least I think they were it was a long time ago they told me why they named me that," Journey said sighing. He wasn't sure how he remembered that considering when his parent did give him up for adoption. "Well I'll make you a deal, if I can concoct a brilliant escape plan you can come with me. If you want that is."
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