@Lavy-the-Nerdy-Sci-Fi-Birdy
Mirage nodded, still writning. "Okay then. Thanks." She looked up. "I'll go see if I can find anything."
(Do they have records on him?)
Mirage nodded, still writning. "Okay then. Thanks." She looked up. "I'll go see if I can find anything."
(Do they have records on him?)
"Yes I'm Asian… Age is eighteen and I'm bisex- Is that even relevant?! Last name's Smith my mom's new fiance's new name… Dad's side is Hyung."
“Nah, I was just seeing if you wouldn’t be offended if I flirted with you,” Sam said offhandedly, turning around. “Thanks, Mir,”
"Yeah… Sure. I'm a prisoner now, right?"
(Do they have records on him?)
"Gee, did the loud declaration of 'enter him as Prisoner B-3087' not clue you in? Obviously, ya idiot," Sam snarked, spinning around in a large black chair.
(idk… maybe some minor criminal records like shoplifting? it's up to shadow to decide)
Mirage walked to the back room where the files were. "So where did you find him?" She asked as she searched through multiple messy files.
"At a restaurant. I was with another crim- Oh. Shit. The prisoner!" Sam closed their eyes frantically, feeling for where the smoke trail left. There were the barest hints of it, but… it seemed as if they were right outside the lab?
"Sam. Language. What about the prisoner?" She said, poking her head out.
Isaiah stuffed his hands into his back pockets and whistled. He slowly made his way around the corner only to sit down, bring his knees towards his chest and bury his face in his hands.
(Anyone online?)
(Me. I'm waiting for Demi though.)
(M'kay)
//hey
(hiya!)
//I’ll just bust in now :P
Ceri came to a locked door. She hit, trying to bust it open. After a few minutes (she”’d never spent this much effort opening a door before) it opened and she had to shield her eyes from sudden light.
(have Ceri bump into Isaiah, plz… I'm really bored.)
(We should wait for Demi though.)
(Sure… Maybe)
//Ceri just busted thru the door so u guys would notice? but yeah we should wait
(Exactly why we should wait.)
(I gtg)
Sam was about to respond, but then the door broke open and a figure ran in. They quickly wove together a noose and strung it around the figure's neck, tightening it quickly.
Jackson walked in after her. He looked at the nooses on both Ceri and Isaiah's necks, then at the quickly fading wisps around his own, then at Sam. "Why?" He asked, annoyance lacing his voice.
//I’ll just bust in now :P
Ceri came to a locked door. She hit, trying to bust it open. After a few minutes (she”’d never spent this much effort opening a door before) it opened and she had to shield her eyes from sudden light.
(I'm just imagining Jackson standing off to the side behind her not sure if he should mention that he can open any door)
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