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I frowned. He didn't need to say he was sorry for anything. I reached my arm through the fence and brought his face to mine, if Alfred was able to kiss him so was I. I looked at him, his perfect face, the tears in his eyes. I took my other hand and wiped away a silver tear trailing down his cheek, that's when I kissed him. It was my first kiss, and I feared it would be my only. His lips tasted like blood and tears, and I'm sure mine did also. I hoped he wouldn't yell at me when it was done, I hoped he'd accept my apology after. The kiss ended and I looked at him "Don't say you're sorry..." I said placing a hand on his shoulder, I wanted to hug him, but couldn't "Just, be ok, just, feel better..." I said resting my head on the fence agian and looking him square in the eyes.

Ooc: Lol I typed this up while listening to this song http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=avQnPfin ... re=related

When Riley kissed Arthur I was Awkward. He felt Alfred's yes beating down on them, and he almost responded to the kiss, but he didn't. Arthur blinked a couple times, looking at their hands, which had clung together during the kiss. Arthur sighed and looked into Rikey's bright blue eyes.
"Apology accepted." he answered quietly, and suddenly felt the urge to kiss Riley. He pushed his forehead against the fence and sighed.
"Anyone else want to bloody kiss me?" the Brit asked jokingly.

I felt a giggle work it's way up my throat. I giggled once and silenced myself, I hated my laugh. My cheek's flushed red and I looked down at our laced hand so this is what it's like... I thought smiling. I wanted to kiss him agian, but I didn't. I looked over at the outside and frowned, what if we died here? I had something, someone, to live for now, I couldn't just throw that all away. A sudden thought hit me hard, I looked over at Alfred and opened my mouth "Oh, Alfred, I-I'm sorry. That was uncalled for...D***it I'm sorry..." I looked at our hands agian, I wanted to pull away, but I couldn't. How could I let him go now? There was no way of that happening, but I still felt bad for Alfred. When he kissed Artie he snapped. But when I did, nothing happened.

Alfred shrugged, frowning continuasly.
"I-it's okay no need to apologize! The hero can always share his wife!" Alfred piped ad Rthur tends beet red. Whether it was from anger or embarrassment no one knew, until the short boy jumped up.
"Im no wife you twit!" Arthur barked, his voice rather High-pitched. Alfred laughed, sand hugged Arthur playfully.
"Suure yer not Iggy, suuure yer not.." he sad with a wink.

Angelica felt anger and... jealousy? She hated Arthur, and yet everyone cared for him. But she was in terrible pain and yet all she had received were glances, nothing more, not even someone asking if she was okay. "Shut up, Angelica. You're simply not worth it. Maybe Arthur is a lot more amazing than you are, and you're jealous and that's why you hate him? Maybe you're jealous that he's actually strong, unlike you." Angelica thought, tears forming in her eyes. "I must stop c-crying..." She told herself as she stared into Arthur's face, with anger. She didn't even realize that she was snarling at him, her simple human teeth had changed into long canines of a fox. "D***, Riley loves him, Brooke loves him, Alfred loves him!" She thought, feeling nothing more but rage.

Jack stared at Arthur as he was being kissed by Riley. He just frowned, hiding all the feelings he had in him: hate, jealousy, sorry...He was just looking really serious. He looked away from them, and to Angel. He could see: out of everything, they now shared the same feelings. Only that he was trying to ignore, and it worked. His past unsuccesful relationships taught him to be cold, and don't take it too seriously. There was no way he would show them that he's hurt.
Instead he focused on his body. He was slowly turning back: he was slowly losing his hooves, and brown fur. The only thing that wasn't dissapearing was his mane and tail. At first he was about to worry, but then calmed down: mane and tail weren't such a big deal anyways. He layed downon his bunk, and looked at the scientists around.

Arthur glanced over at Angel and looked genuinely scared for a moment, then sorrow melted his angry expression. With his face soft he waved lightly at Angel.
"Aaaarthur? Who're you waving at?" Alfred asked, cocking his head. Arthur was about to answer when the scientist opened his cell.
"British kid common, we have to test you," he said grabbing Artie's arm. Arthur fought a little before he wa shut into a room.
"Now, when they put that other virus in you, it was zupposed to make you heal ultimately fat so let's test that out..." the scientist cooed picking up a knife. Having forgotten to close the door, Alfred looked in, his face utterly terrified. The scientist pushe Arthur roughly against a wall, shoving the knife deep into his stomach. Arthur let out a groan, and coughed. The scientist pulled out the knife, smirking. He thrust it into Arthur's neck, just missing his jugular vein.

When Brooklyn saw Riley kissed Arthur, she gave Riley a long glare when know one was looking. Riley was one of Brooklyn's least favorite people in the world before they got taken to this place, she started being a little nicer to her. Now some of that hate came back to her. When she heard Arthur's comment she was about to speak up, but was caught of when she saw that Arthur was getting taken away again. She could actually see what was happeing inside that door. She put her hands up to her mouth in horror, in too much shock to speak. She felt like she was going to faint, and and had to sit on the bed to stop from falling. Seeing this was even worse than a horror movie.

occ: Edited!

Ooc: When is Brooke gonna' get altered/expereminted on? lol xD

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And just like that, he was gone again. And I had to watch what they were doing to him. I couldn't scream anymore, my voice wasn't working, it was gone. I paced frantically and watched as they carved him open like a turkey. I couldn't say anything; I could hardly move "We have to get out...Oh God, we have to get out..." And there I started again, rambling on and on my thoughts of escape "We could distract Carl, or whoever it is that's on guard at night, make em' mad, then take him out. We could open our cells up after that and I could fly up a-and look out those windows" -I looked up at a small window at the very top of the warehouse; I could easily fly up and look out- "After that we'd find an exit, and run. We could survive, depending on how far we are, I-I know how to hunt...Once we get out of there we could tell the police...I think we have a chance..." I muttered. I looked at Jack and gripped the fence separating us "Jack, I have a plan" I said, looking at his blank face.

Once The acienist finished he was pushed onto t table. He gasped loudly for breath, anything, but he couldn't Breath. Itwas a fire, burning everywhere he'd been stabbed, and Arthur pleaded for mercy. The one time in his life he fell to his knees crouching infront of the scientist. Carl walked in with a clipboard an smirked. He kicked Arthur onto his side, blood staining his hands, arms, legs and chest.
"We finally broke him Carl. He's ours now." the scientist added with a grin. He donors his boot Onto Arthur's chest, knocking whatever air he had left clean out of his body. Arthur huffed and rolled out from under the scientist's foot, shivering.
"alright Jones," carl began, yankin Arthur up by the shirt collar. "Get him bak to his cell. He's healin nicely." Arthur groaned as he was pushed back towards the cell. He walked in slowly before plopping downon the bottom bunk. Alfred ran over, fear and worry mixed in his expression. He shivered again and began to shrug off his jumpsuit-top to look at the wounds. There were four fleshy-punk scars, some still dripping with blood.

Occ: Haha I was planning to do it on my next post even before you metioned it. ;D

Brooklyn had to look away or she'd get sick in a matter of secounds if she kept looking. She watched Arthur get dragged out bloody all over. She rushed over to the chain fence that seperated them. All of a sudden she heard a cough from behind her to see Carl, who was by my cage giving me one of those wicked smiles. "Okay girly, your times finally come," Brooklyn let out a gasp and backed up against the back of her cell. Slowly Carl unlocked the chain fence, "Know let's just get this over and you'll be out in a jippy," Then Brooklyn did something more stupid than ever. She bolted, trying to get past Carl before he could grab her, but the next secound he grabed her arm. Brooklyn started screamig, "Let me go you b****d!!" she said trying to loosen his grip. She watched him reach into his pocket for the tazer but then yelled out, "D***, I forgot the tazer," He yanked Brooklyn out of the cell toward the door. Brooklyn kept screaming and then bit Carl making him say, "D***, your the girl that just loves to fight," He said angrily, "Hey! George, get the h*** over here," some this tall scientest came up with some handcuffs and put them on my hands so I would stop puching, which took some time to get them on Brook. She knew she shouldn't be freaking out but fear was controlling her. Brooklyn then was able to turn around facing Carl and she kicked her knee up below Carl's stomach and he clutched over in pain, "S***!" He hollowerd. George couldn't help but smile some at that. "God girly," Carl said huffing, "your going to pay, now come on!" He yelled pulling me toward the door. "Let me go!" I hollowerd know stating to sob. The closer she got to the door, the more scared she became. Soon the door was right in front of her, and inside waited her worst fears. Brooklyn looked back at her friends, hoping she'd see them again.

Arthur whimpered at Alfred feeling a scar, that ran from his shoulder blade over his shoulder and down over his heart."Oh my god...I'm so sorry Artie god.." he muttered kissing the brit's back where the knife started carving into his skin. Arthur sniffled and watched Alfred shout at Carl and George o bring Brooke back. The American had tears coming out of hi eyes now, and he yelled at Brook before she left, "You'll live Brooke!!".

Ooc: Somehow I feel like I could pair Angie up with completely any other character from this RP xD

Angelica was shocked to see that his response was nice and calm. Angie stopped snarling, as she begun feeling horrible for hating Arthur. "Why did I even hate Arthur?" she pondered, more tears forming in her eyes. "I'm just jealous, I'm a horrible, horrible person!" She saw Arthur being taken out of his cell. "N-no... I-I'm s-sorry f-for ha-hating you..." She murmured, still sobbing. She looked at him with horror as he came back, bloody and wounded. "A-arthur!" she shouted, seeing him wounded. She then saw them take Brooklyn away, and even more tears formed in her eyes. "D-da****! You sickos, take me away!!" She shrieked, kicking and hitting the doors and gate, "Just leave Xander, Jack, Alfred, Arthur, Brooklyn and Riley alone!!" She screamed, salty tears riding down her cheeks. She hit the door a few times. "Experiment everything on me, but leave them alone! I'll make sure they're okay, even if that means getting hurt or even killed myself! I don't care! " She screamed and then fell on the ground, exhausted. She remembered that someone was there for her, Xander, though he was a dog now. She didn't care. She only now answered him, "I'm fine as long as you are..." She made a smile through her tears as she looked straight into his eyes.

Arthur brushed a hand over to car on his stomach, seeing that that it was the one least bloody. His chest was smeared with blood, now salty tears falling down onto it. Alfred put a hand on Arthur's shoulder, but the smaller blonde flinched away.
"Arthur..." he murmured, before looking up at Angel, who was screaming.
"Sick ba******..." he muttered, attempting to comfort Arthur. He rubbed small circles on his friends back, befofe stopping seeing that it made him cold. He helped Arthur get his jumpsuit back on, then Arthur simply lay down.

//ooc: sorry about my small posts guys Dx I'm on my iPod during the week until Friday