Nobody noticed me leaving the room. I looked at from the outside. It was a cube shaped room erected in the middle of some open space. I guess no room was good enough for them.
I calmly walked around the room chatting with various people. They had good notions, from what I heard. They were trying to bring equality to the city. For everyone to get a better chance at life. No more people just wandering aimlessly. No more feral ones attacking those that came near. Just peace and happiness for all. It sure sounded great, but I knew that the methods they were using were not the best.
I kept calmly walking through the building. I looked out a window the first chance I got. I looked at the street about five stories down. I thought I recognized the area, but what do I know? All the diagrams look practically the same. I walked down flight after flight of stairs. Many rebels were coming up and down the stairs at faster paces than me, but they didn’t spare me a second thought. Maybe they didn’t know what their leader was up to. Once I got to the bottom of the stairs, I saw Veronica and Sean walking back in with a bag shaped like a human. A short human. Oh, shit. They found Clari.
“Lemme go you rouhians! Let me go!” her voice was a little muffled, but it was Clari’s.
They walked towards the stairwell that I was hiding in. Of all the rotten luck!
I burst out of the stairwell and tackled Sean. He went down without any resistance, surprise coloring his face. Veronica reacted quickly pulling out her gun. I kicked at the weapon and it shot out of her hand. I leaped to grab it, slid into it, pulled it up and pointed it directly at her. She raised her hands up in defeat.
“Get Clari out of the bag Veronica,” I commanded keeping my gun trained on both of them. Sean was still trying to recatch his breath. Veronica reached down slowly towards the bag that held Clari and opened it and Clari tumbled out.
“Ow, what the hell is you guys problem?! Can’t you let an inventor work in peace!” she huffed and walked drunkenly over to me.
“What did you do to her?” I asked maliciously.
Veronica answered, “We gave her a shot of vodka from the Clubo Arcano. The stuff there lays people flat almost immediately. It was a lot easier to take her anywhere when she was in a drunken stupor.”
Clari made a face. “Oh shut up, bi--”
“CLARI! Don’t make this situation any worse than it is, ok?” I scolded.
“Fine. FINE! SIDE WITH THEM WHY DON’TCHA?! DON’T CARE ABOUT POOR LITTLE CLARI THAT HAS BEEN DRAGGED ACROSS DAMN SECTOR 7 JUST TO BE RESCUED BY SOME PUNK! I’M LEAVING!” with that she stormed out of the building, albeit drunkenly.
Sean looked up. “What just happened?” he asked inquisitively.
“She’s just drunk. She’ll be over it in a few hours. Now, what are you two going to do?” I pointed the gun directly at them again.
“We can’t report to Ralph without losing both you and the Exiled,” Veronica whined, looking at me with a pitiful expression. It made me want to gag.
“I’m not helping you. Not after what you did to me, and my friend. I’ll keep this, as a memento of our little escapade here.” I walked out of the building at that statement. I was a good two blocks away when I heard the shout.
“WAIT! Let us go with you!” Sean jogged after me. “We don’t want to talk to the boss, and we just want a better life for all of us. The boss is usually wrong about everything, even if we don’t tell him,” he explained, with Veronica jogging up behind him.
“He used to be the ultimate whitecarder,” Veronica explained. “Until his younger brother didn’t like his policies. This younger brother betrayed him and exiled him out here. Our boss is consumed by hatred for his brother now.”
“And we are kinda tired of being ordered around like little pawns,” Sean added. “We want to actually do something to help the people, not scare them.”
I listened with small interest, but fairly. I thought about letting them join. I saw that Veronica had a new gun in her holster on her hip. If they defected, that would be two less guns used to kill innocent people. But I wasn’t in the mood to help everyone. I just wanted a better life for me and my closest friends, I mean, friend.
I sighed with defeat. “Fine. Come with me. We’ll figure something out.” I started walking towards Diagram 72 again.
“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” Veronica squealed with glee and tackled me. Sean just looked at us and sighed.
“Get off me!” I shouted, pushing her away. “I said get off me!”
“Yes sir, right away sir!” she quickly jumped off of me and stepped away.
“No sirs. We are equal partners ok?” I said with a serious tone. “None of us is the leader. We all are. We make plans together, we execute them together, and we face the consequences together. Sound good?”
“Of course it sounds good…… ummm…. What is your name?” Sean asked with a sheepish grin on his face.
“Alfred. Alfred Younts, an Unlucky,” I curtly replied as I started walking back towards Clari’s garage, yet again. “What’s your full names?”
“I’m Sean Remdac. I am an Exiled from the restaurant district.”
“And I am the mysterious Veronica Bellaire, an ordinary Unlucky.”
“Well, our head of intelligence is named Clariia Yato. And with what you guys did to her earlier, she is going to be mighty pissed.”
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I calmly walked around the room chatting with various people. They had good notions, from what I heard. They were trying to bring equality to the city. For everyone to get a better chance at life. No more people just wandering aimlessly. No more feral ones attacking those that came near. Just peace and happiness for all. It sure sounded great, but I knew that the methods they were using were not the best.
I kept calmly walking through the building. I looked out a window the first chance I got. I looked at the street about five stories down. I thought I recognized the area, but what do I know? All the diagrams look practically the same. I walked down flight after flight of stairs. Many rebels were coming up and down the stairs at faster paces than me, but they didn’t spare me a second thought. Maybe they didn’t know what their leader was up to. Once I got to the bottom of the stairs, I saw Veronica and Sean walking back in with a bag shaped like a human. A short human. Oh, shit. They found Clari.
“Lemme go you rouhians! Let me go!” her voice was a little muffled, but it was Clari’s.
They walked towards the stairwell that I was hiding in. Of all the rotten luck!
I burst out of the stairwell and tackled Sean. He went down without any resistance, surprise coloring his face. Veronica reacted quickly pulling out her gun. I kicked at the weapon and it shot out of her hand. I leaped to grab it, slid into it, pulled it up and pointed it directly at her. She raised her hands up in defeat.
“Get Clari out of the bag Veronica,” I commanded keeping my gun trained on both of them. Sean was still trying to recatch his breath. Veronica reached down slowly towards the bag that held Clari and opened it and Clari tumbled out.
“Ow, what the hell is you guys problem?! Can’t you let an inventor work in peace!” she huffed and walked drunkenly over to me.
“What did you do to her?” I asked maliciously.
Veronica answered, “We gave her a shot of vodka from the Clubo Arcano. The stuff there lays people flat almost immediately. It was a lot easier to take her anywhere when she was in a drunken stupor.”
Clari made a face. “Oh shut up, bi--”
“CLARI! Don’t make this situation any worse than it is, ok?” I scolded.
“Fine. FINE! SIDE WITH THEM WHY DON’TCHA?! DON’T CARE ABOUT POOR LITTLE CLARI THAT HAS BEEN DRAGGED ACROSS DAMN SECTOR 7 JUST TO BE RESCUED BY SOME PUNK! I’M LEAVING!” with that she stormed out of the building, albeit drunkenly.
Sean looked up. “What just happened?” he asked inquisitively.
“She’s just drunk. She’ll be over it in a few hours. Now, what are you two going to do?” I pointed the gun directly at them again.
“We can’t report to Ralph without losing both you and the Exiled,” Veronica whined, looking at me with a pitiful expression. It made me want to gag.
“I’m not helping you. Not after what you did to me, and my friend. I’ll keep this, as a memento of our little escapade here.” I walked out of the building at that statement. I was a good two blocks away when I heard the shout.
“WAIT! Let us go with you!” Sean jogged after me. “We don’t want to talk to the boss, and we just want a better life for all of us. The boss is usually wrong about everything, even if we don’t tell him,” he explained, with Veronica jogging up behind him.
“He used to be the ultimate whitecarder,” Veronica explained. “Until his younger brother didn’t like his policies. This younger brother betrayed him and exiled him out here. Our boss is consumed by hatred for his brother now.”
“And we are kinda tired of being ordered around like little pawns,” Sean added. “We want to actually do something to help the people, not scare them.”
I listened with small interest, but fairly. I thought about letting them join. I saw that Veronica had a new gun in her holster on her hip. If they defected, that would be two less guns used to kill innocent people. But I wasn’t in the mood to help everyone. I just wanted a better life for me and my closest friends, I mean, friend.
I sighed with defeat. “Fine. Come with me. We’ll figure something out.” I started walking towards Diagram 72 again.
“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” Veronica squealed with glee and tackled me. Sean just looked at us and sighed.
“Get off me!” I shouted, pushing her away. “I said get off me!”
“Yes sir, right away sir!” she quickly jumped off of me and stepped away.
“No sirs. We are equal partners ok?” I said with a serious tone. “None of us is the leader. We all are. We make plans together, we execute them together, and we face the consequences together. Sound good?”
“Of course it sounds good…… ummm…. What is your name?” Sean asked with a sheepish grin on his face.
“Alfred. Alfred Younts, an Unlucky,” I curtly replied as I started walking back towards Clari’s garage, yet again. “What’s your full names?”
“I’m Sean Remdac. I am an Exiled from the restaurant district.”
“And I am the mysterious Veronica Bellaire, an ordinary Unlucky.”
“Well, our head of intelligence is named Clariia Yato. And with what you guys did to her earlier, she is going to be mighty pissed.”
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Well, I'm done. Good luck everyone!
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