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George smirked at Russel’s words. "May I join your little hunt?" he asked. "Anyway, we'd better get a few more scientists to come along. Those kids I bet are tougher than you think after what we did to them," George said looking out the window the kids escaped from.

I glanced over at Xander and nodded.

Carl nodded "Okay lets go"

Xander nodded and stretched again, his muscles sore.

Russ grinned, as they left he grabbed his gun and a tranquilizer, hiding them both and following his companions.

ooc: for my random idea that involves Xander, a gun & a tranquilizer >X3

George smirked and followed the two, quickly picking up a pocket knife and a small gun that could almost fit in his palm. Thank god he was getting some adventure for once. He called two other scientist over who were waiting for something to do, and he told them to follow and help out with the mission.

occ: if that's okay with 31flavors, two others could come because it would make sense to bring more than three scientist. ;3 If anyone wants they can make one of these extra scientist your character you can if it's okay with 31flavors. If not I'll just make up their names and all and they won’t be that important. ;D

((Ooc: That's fine))

Carl didn't bring anything, he knew that his little Birdie wasn't strong enough, he also knew that her 'prince charming' was probably still angry with her for kissing him. Everything would fall into place perfectly, he'd grab her, take her, and none of the others would care. Carl noticed two others coming, one of them a female. He frowned at this, the female scientists here were always too sensative. Carl lead them out the side door, the footprints left by the teens and the foot prints left by John, Robert and the others were still fresh. "This is gonna' be easy!" Carl sang starting to fallow the trail.

Russ followed close behind, though he was incredibly hyper, for once in his life he was quiet as he followed Carl, paying no attention to the other scientists.

occ: Awesome ;3

George stepped out into the cold feeling the fresh air. Somehow it felting so stuffy and humid in building so the feeling was nice. He watched Carl almost skip when he saw the tracks and he rolled his eyes some. They needed to concentrate more on the goal of capturing the children. George was third in line behind Russel. He sighed seeing the little puff of smoke come out of his mouth. George also slipped the gun and knife in each pocket of his white jacket.

Angelica almost dropped out all the sticks she gathered after they talked about having to move. She just nodded. After Xander suggested they need to eat, she just smiled slightly and put the sticks on the fireplace in a manner that would make them burn the best. "Okay, who knows how to make fire?" She asked as she picked up the fish and with a sharpened stick began removing the insides. "No way I'm going to eat them," she thought.

Tom, Oscar and David were sitting by a fireplace. "We can't go back, they'll kill us," Tom spoke. They were somewhere deeper in the forest, further away from both the clearing and the lab.
"I don't give a d***, they won't kill us. " David swore, frustrated. He was really cold and just wanted to get back into any sort of building. He was shivering just a little from the cold.
Oscar looked calmest out of them. "Got to agree with Tom, moving back won't be a good idea, neither would be moving back to civilization, but we can't stay here either." He shrugged, picking out some food from John's bag they took with them.

Jack listened to the conversation of her friends. "Yes, we really should move." he just said. Then he turned to Brook who spoke to him. "Well, I can try standing up." he said, and then tried to get up with his shaky legs. He tried to walk, but then a terrible pain went through his whole body. But he just clenched his teeth and stayed on his legs. He walked a bit further, really slowly. Then turned back to Brook. "I just have to work on that a bit, I think, and I'll be just fine then." he said, and smiled. Then looked around. Hunger was hitting him too, but his horse side wouldn't let him eat fish. His friends, they were mostly humans anyways, so it wasn't a problem for them, unlike Jack: his horse side just begged for some grass instead. Eating grass sounded gross to Jack, or at least his human side, but he had no choice. He looked at the snow, and slowly pulled some of it away with his hooves until he could see some very small grass. He started eating it. This grass surely wasn't the best, but there was no choice: he just couldn't eat fish. He turned back to his friends. "I know, it's kinda strange to see me eating grass, but my horse side just wouldn't let me eat fish. Well, maybe it's a good thing: there will be more for you all." he said and chuckled, then continued eating. He needed to eat alot for he was still really weak.

"I-I'm fine.." Arthur insisted, though he sounded more like he was convincing himself. Alfred slowly walked over ad put a hand on the shorter blonde's shoulder.
"Iggy..." he began before Arthur's body jolted, his green eyes flashed bright until thy were normal, then bright again. The Brit stumbled backwards, bumping into a tree and shaking his head. He regained dull conciousness and huffed.
"I said I was fine." he growled, frowning. He looked to Jack who was eating grass, normal for a horse, then to Angel who was asking for fire again.

Brooklyn watched Arthur carefully when he said he was fine. But when Alfred walked over and put his hand on his shoulder she backed up some when he jolted away from his friend. Something was defiantly was bothering him. Brooklyn saw him bump into the tree and then snapped at us. "Arthur..." she said looking at him with a worried look.

"Stop worrying about me da**it! Go help Jack or Angel or something....bugger off." Arthur growled, attempting to glare but failing. He simply frowned and Alfred looked hurt. The American got a determined look on his face and smirked.
"You can't get rid of me that easily Iggy," Alfred teased, putting his two index fingers on each of Arthurs shoulders.
"Im with you wether you like it or not." Arthur groaned, though he still looked somewhat hurt or bothered.

I looked up dimly at Jack got up and began munching on grass. Then noticed Arthur acting strange, but when did Arthur ever act normal? I sighed, my ture, indifferent, personality shinning through. My wrist still throbbed, as did my ribs, but no one here gave a D*** about me. Maybe that was for the best, maybe I wasn't destined to be the center of attention like Brooklyn or Angie was. If we were back in the cells, and if I were still in that state of shock, i'd have gone over to Arthur and hugged him and asked him why he was so upset.I'd have ran my fingers through his hair and kissed his forehead, promising everythign was fine, but everything wasn't fine. And I wasn't in that state of shock anymore. I was now analyzing this situation while still kneeling on the ground. I flipped the situation in every which way, supposing if Brooklyn was the one who snapped at Arthur and had gotten the wings, and if it was Jack who had gotten turned into a dog instead of Xander. Would the odds still be unfair? Yes. I flipped the statistics over and over, my bright blue eyes in deep thought. Finally I'd gone through ever statistic I could think of without the aid of a pen and paper. Every outcome for us was sh*tty as h*ll. Even if we were able to recognize where we were, what then? We could continue north until we'd hit a freeway. But who would stop fo a girl with wings, one that looked like a fox, a boy with horse like qualities, another boy with dog like qualities, an angry British dude and his friend that is all over him, and a girl that can become a cheetah?! Even if we did find someone with a big enough car then what? We could ask to use a phone, call 911, they'd pick us up...Happily ever after? No. All of us would still be misfits, those people would never get out, the whole thing was simply hopless. I sighed at my obseravation and managed to my feet. I didn't like fish, I didn't want them. I looked at the water scornfully and began walking off, saying nothing more than "I'm going for a walk" As I left.

Alfred perked when Riley announced her leaving, then noticing Arthur immediately trailing after her, mumbling something about her understanding.
Arthur didn't know what had been going through his head when he chased after Riley, but something told him to, so he did. He walked slowl at first, then sped up, grabbing Riley's arm.
"I wanted to walk with you." he said quietly, the sun behind him creating almost the perfect movie moment. He smiled and sighed, turning to the sun.
"Riley, what're you thinking about?" he asked.

Brooklyn took anouther step back at Arthurs words. God she was just wondering if he was okay. He was he always being so meanand acting like she was never there. Her worried look went into more of a frown. But when Riley said that she was going for a walk and Arthur followed, she felt furious. Brooklyn couldnt help glare at Arthur behinf his back. God, why did he like Riley so much. Shes un popular and, well to her, Rileys not pretty at all. She wished she coukd just punch her at the moment. She glared down at the snow and kicked it some. Anyway, the big thing she would love to know is why she acts so much more shy around Arthur. Shes dated loads of guys, and was always the one to ask them out, but Arthur was just different ftom those others. Maybe it was that she feared hed not like her back. For once in a life time Brooklyn wished to be alone. Brooklyn walked the opposite way Arthur and Riley walked. "ill be right back," she said walking into the forest away from everyone. Brooklyn was so deep in thought that she didnt know exactly were she was going, but she just wanting to get away from everyone. She just wanted her old, normal life back.