S I L E N T Cries [shade]

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She stood facing a bucket of water and a doll. They would usually put her in the training room to spare with another unfortunate soul but today they had put her in a secluded sub-room. She didn't think she had done anything wrong, but she was still here.

A speaker box boomed the command, "Again!" The cold command chilled her more than her powers did. She physically jumped and was shivering out of fear. She didn't want to be hit again, so she did what they asked. Eirlys raised her hand and used her power to raise the water in the bucket and freeze it into the shape of an icicle. She felt her knees shaking as she did so and the pain behind her eyes told her that her eyes were more alive than the rest of her right now. Using the last bit of strength she could muster, she threw the thorn of ice towards the dummy, piercing it through the fake dolls chest and she fell to her knees in exhaustion. She had been at this for many hours and it was wearing down on her.

She could tell that her eyes were in their rainbow tint mode because no commands were issued. It appeared they were studying what prolonged use of her powers resulted in. Once again she wondered if she was going to die soon.

The voice came through the intercom again but with a different message. "You have a few minutes break while we get your co-subject. You better be ready to continue when we say."

She instantly relaxed, which meant she curled up in a corner and closed her eyes. She was really tired but she couldn't bring herself to actually sleep. If she didn't wake up there would be trouble. Instead she lived through a fairy tale through a daydream. She imagined herself dressed as a princess and having a bunch of cute animals as her friends. If only such a thing were really possible.
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[» Shade Brooks]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-image: url(http://i1109.photobucket.com/albums/h424/Shade066/Random/abg044.png);][style=width: 380px; height: 120px; background-color: #FFFFFF; margin: 10px 10px 0px 10px;][/style][style=width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 2px solid #000000; margin: -110px 10px 10px 35px;][/style][style=width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 2px solid #000000; margin: -114px 10px 10px 147px;][/style][style=width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 2px solid #000000; margin: -114px 10px 10px 260px;][/style][style=width: 360px; margin: 10px 10px 10px 10px; border-left: 4px solid #000000; border-right: 4px solid #000000; background-color: #FFFFFF; padding: 4 6 4 6px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; color: #000000;]A young male walked down the hallway. Putting it that way made it sound casual. Too casual. He liked to keep it casual, but such a thing would even send shivers down his spine like many other's. This was not meant to be casual at all. How casual could a form of torture really be? Yes, the young man saw this all as torture. And he wanted out. He wasn't loyal.. but because he acted like he was; he wasn't drugged nearly as much as he should have been. He knew how to put up an act, and that's all this really was. Just another act. Surprisingly, his interests weren't in the theater or on a big screen. If the young male had a choice, his profession would have flowed more towards music. A pianist, to be precise. The young man continued to walk down the hallway. Not one, but two scientists of this god forsaken "Academy" were accompanying him. There was one by his left. And then the other resided by his right. They were tall, probably around six feet. Their build wasn't really that big; but the height was enough to convince the young man not to try anything that might end in trouble. It wasn't as if the young man was very short; well, he was around five feet' eight inches, but it would have still been two on one... It was likely that they were nearing their destination soon. The young male had been informed that this was something to do with his test results. Ah yes, those dreaded things. Apparently he had a unique.. thing, that somehow allowed him to gain an ability that others couldn't. Yet, that thing also made him lack some of the basic abilities as well. It was like an odd exchange.. but the factor making this happen was still unknown. For the past two years of the young man's life; the scientists here have been trying to find out. Today was probably just another soon-to-be-failed attempt. Soon after those thoughts passed by; he found himself being introduced to a door. "Well, Hello there." He thought to himself. The scientists lead him inside the room before turning to leave and then closing the door, locking it behind themselves. At first, it would have been safe to assume that he was alone. But he wasn't. The young male looked around, only soon to see a female in the room, asleep in the corner. "How peculiar." He had no memory of having to do tests like these with another subject. Usually he was alone. Why would they introduce someone to him now? Was this a new method? The young male had long white hair and deep blue eyes. At least, he did at the moment. He stood at a fair height and owned bleach skin. On top of his pale complexion he wore a black long-sleeved shirt along with loose black pants which only helped to emphasize his slim and only somewhat girlish figure. Silence crowded the room for a few minutes. He couldn't help but to feel a little shy. This was somewhat unexpected.. Oh well. As they say, Silence is meant to be broken. The male approached the female. Now that he stood only a few feet away, he would kneel down, keeping his slight distance. "...Are you awake?" His tone was gentle and his voice was calm, almost soothing. Was she awake? [/style]

Amami 天海 of OTE

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She didn't move from where she sat, cradling her head on her knees with her arms holding her legs close to her small and frail-looking body. Her light blue colored hair was draped down her back and some stray strands were draping her legs. Her outfit was an outfit one of he scientists had seen it fit to put her in. It consisted of a white shirt with a red skirt and red tie but she wasn't sure how to tighten it so it usually just hung like it did now. She had no shoes on, as she never went anywhere that required them.

When she heard the shuffling of clothes, she tensed. She wasn't alone. Her mind went straight to the worst possible scenario. Her first thought was that she hadn't done as well as they had wanted her to and so they would bring in another white coated man with a needle ready for her. She still remembered the burning cold that came with the red liquid within that horribly large needle. All the horrific memories caused her to visibly try to become smaller. She had once used her power at a time like this only to be beaten and locked away for a week. Since, she had learned to not let her panic get the better of her. If she did the matter would only get worse.

She didn't move but her panic only mounted when she heard the males approaching footsteps. Each step causing her blood to turn even colder, she could feel the ice creeping through her and she could feel her grip on her powers slowly wearing out. A thin layer of ice now covered the floor around her. She pulled herself together though, and stopped it from spreading.

"...Are you awake?" These words caused her to jump. She wasn't used to such a nice tone. Her head shot up and her usual icy blue eyes were rainbow iridescence, the color they took from her using her powers. When her eyes met the blue ones of the boy who looked a lot like her, she was able to get control enough for her eyes to return to their light blue color. This boy was the same as her, his hair was white while hers was light blue but she could almost feel that they were the same. He reminded her of a story book prince. His tone was so nice and calm. She got teary eyed even though the fact that he wasn't a threat had already sunk in.

Her vision was blurred by her tears and her exhaustion returned but she still seemed to find the strength to crawl towards him, leaving a foot between them. She reached out for him, her hand visibly shaking from the effort of moving. When her hand touched his leg she clung onto the pant leg and sat with her legs under her. She was at a loss. This was the first time she had actually met someone that was like her, he hadn't even used his powers yet but she could tell that he was the same just by looking at him.

"Y-you, you're like me...?" was all she could bring herself to ask. Her voice was very hushed and quiet, one could almost hear how tired she felt. She hoped her gut was telling her the truth, that this was someone who had been through what she had.
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[» Shade Brooks]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-image: url(http://i1109.photobucket.com/albums/h424/Shade066/Random/abg044.png);][style=width: 380px; height: 120px; background-color: #FFFFFF; margin: 10px 10px 0px 10px;][/style][style=width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 2px solid #000000; margin: -110px 10px 10px 35px;][/style][style=width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 2px solid #000000; margin: -114px 10px 10px 147px;][/style][style=width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 2px solid #000000; margin: -114px 10px 10px 260px;][/style][style=width: 360px; margin: 10px 10px 10px 10px; border-left: 4px solid #000000; border-right: 4px solid #000000; background-color: #FFFFFF; padding: 4 6 4 6px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; color: #000000;]For the first few moments, the young man had not noticed the thin layer of ice that was forming around the girl. He was too focused on her small curled figure that sat itself in the corner of the room. Was she sleeping? Was she frightened? He spoke to her calmly, kindly, gently; asking if she was awake. Requesting her attention if she was; simply acknowledging her presence if she wasn’t. Then again, he would be kind enough to wake her so that she doesn’t get a beating. He never liked that about this place. So abusive; when would they learn that fear isn’t the best way to manipulate a person? With fear you receive weakness; with respect, you gain loyalty. Respect would have been a lot harder for these people to earn which is probably why they went straight for abuse. The girl was apparently surprised with his words. She jumped, but the moment she looked towards him, their eyes met. What could he say, really? The girl’s eyes were beautiful, very hypnotizing. At first glance he could tell they were filled with exhaustion, but within that there was some passion. As they shifted back towards a light, icy blue, the young man began to see more than that. They were thoughtful; it was undoubtedly an angelic gaze staring right back at him. But there were tears in her eyes? Why was she crying? He was tempted to ask; but then again, maybe he didn’t want to find out? What is meant by that is.. Well, what if it wasn’t in his best interest? Was there something behind him that frightened her? ...He wouldn’t have wanted to know. He would have just wanted it to peacefully consume him.. Sadly, this was not the case. He would not be relieved of any ordeals here anytime soon.. Before anymore could be said between the both of them, the girl seemed to crawl a few feet towards him. The young man froze where he stood. He wasn’t sure what the girl was up to; it was actually a little shocking that anyone would do this. She reached out and touched his leg. His eyes widened. He was still frozen. He didn’t know what to do about this. Should he be fighting back? Did she pose as a threat to him? It wasn’t much longer before he felt the girl begin to.. cling. ”She’s clinging to my leg?” He was puzzled about this; but he remained frozen, slightly tense. Well, that was before she asked him if he was like her. He was still a little tense; but then he realized.. Were they the same? He needed a few moments to think. His eyes never turned the way hers did; but he could change their color. Their hair color was different too.. That’s when the young man noticed a thin layer of ice on the floor in the corner where the girl was sitting before. They were the same... Weren’t they? Perhaps the male’s abilities weren’t quite as advanced as the female’s... But the concept of their power was the same.. ”I guess we are...” He replied in another soft tone. This one was a little quieter. He noted how the girl spoke quietly to him and assumed that he would have to do the same. It was amazing to finally meet someone who was like him... Were there any others? How long had he not known about this girl? Bringing himself back to the moment; the pale boy looked down towards the girl who was still clinging to his leg. Slowly, gently, almost hesitantly he brought his hand down towards her head. His touch was warm and tame. He pet the girl’s head a couple of times. He wanted to show her that he wasn’t a threat and that he was alright with comforting her. That was just his instinct; he had a younger sister who he could never forget. He hasn’t seen her in a few years now; but his natural brother instincts had tendencies to kick in every once in awhile. It was quiet between the two of them for a few moments. The young male continued to pet the girl’s head. After a little longer, he began to speak again. ”What’s your name?” He wanted to know who she was. He was interested in the fact they were the same.. Perhaps not exactly, but he wanted to learn more if she was willing to answer. Of course he didn’t expect any precise answers considering they had just met; but maybe over time they could at least become friends? ...They were likely to end up spending a lot of time together if the scientists wanted them both for experimentation purposes... So, why not enjoy it if you can’t avoid it? [/style]

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It had been a long time since she had last seen someone not dressed like a doctor. Even if he wasn't like her she didn't think she could let him go. Maybe it was because of something about him that seemed to be safe? She wasn't sure but she did feel safer here then she had in the corner or in her cell.

His soft toned reply caused her to raise her head again. He really was like her! She smiled brightly about this. "Really?" Her tone was a lot cheerier than it had been previously due to her excitement of not being alone. When he moved his hands toward her she instinctively flinched as if he were about to strike her. She tensed when his hand made contact with her hair but when she realized that he hadn't struck her she relaxed under the touch. She vaguely recalled a feeling like this. A warm hand stroking her hair and smiling warmly to her but she couldn't see the face clearly. Eirlys wondered who that person with a warm smile was but she dismissed it. Recalling past things seemed to cause pain rather than any good feelings.

The fact that this boy, who was like her, had made her feel more safe than anyone else had so far, was a big relief. She had gotten so used to being alone and fearful that she had forgotten what it felt like to actually have someone pleasant around. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feel of a warm comforting hand as if for the first time and she released her old on his leg.

His question brought her to open her eyes and look at him as if he had asked something strange. She'd never really had to answer that question before, not that she could remember. Most just said "you" or "girl" or "thing" when referring to her. Regardless of this, she decided to answer him. She wanted to know more about this person and if he could tell her what was going on. She still couldn't understand what the men in white wanted from her. She wanted to know if this was all there was to life, experiments, punishments, and sleep and food.

She wanted to know if fairy tales were impossible for someone like her. Eirlys wanted to know if she too could be a princess and make everyone happy like in the story books.

"I'm Eirlys. W-what's your name?" She asked the question without looking directly at him. She wasn't used to being able to ask questions either. She had learned to keep her thoughts and questions to herself a long time ago but maybe this person would answer them?[/style][/style][style=width: 310px; text-align: center; color: 1A2867; font-family: georgia; font-size: 30px; text-shadow: #474747 .1em .1em .3em; margin-top: -13px]just to meet you[/style][/style][style=float: left; height: 100px; width: 100px; -webkit-border-radius: 50px; -moz-border-radius: 50px; border-radius: 50px; background-image: url(http://i1209.photobucket.com/albums/cc399/EurekaRuby/3-9.png); margin-left: 106px][/style][/style][/style][/td][/tr][/table][/style][style=height: 70px][/style][style=font-size: 8px]made by KING of BtN[/style][style=height: 30px][/style][/center]

[» Shade Brooks]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-image: url(http://i1109.photobucket.com/albums/h424/Shade066/Random/abg044.png);][style=width: 380px; height: 120px; background-color: #FFFFFF; margin: 10px 10px 0px 10px;][/style][style=width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 2px solid #000000; margin: -110px 10px 10px 35px;][/style][style=width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 2px solid #000000; margin: -114px 10px 10px 147px;][/style][style=width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 2px solid #000000; margin: -114px 10px 10px 260px;][/style][style=width: 360px; margin: 10px 10px 10px 10px; border-left: 4px solid #000000; border-right: 4px solid #000000; background-color: #FFFFFF; padding: 4 6 4 6px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; color: #000000;]It was so nice to see that he could put a smile on the girl’s face. Was he really like her? He knew for a fact that they more than likely weren’t the exact same... however; they were similar enough in that sense, so the young man had replied to her excitement with a simple, yet happy nod. He was glad to have been introduced to someone like himself. It was interesting to know that he wasn’t the only one... Still, it made him wonder if there were any others, and why the staff would hide them from one another up until this point. Then again, was hiding accurate? Maybe this girl had only ended up at the Academy in recent times? That theory was blown completely out of place when he noticed how she flinched when he went to touch her head. Well, that only revealed she had been here long enough to receive a few beatings... Still, it wasn’t common to be abused to this point when you first get here... right? After he had pet the girl’s head for a few moments, she slowly released her hold on his leg. He stayed where he was as he went on to ask what her name was. There wasn’t much time between the question and the answer; but, during that short time, the pale young man would allow his hand to rest back by his side so that the girl could look up towards him comfortably while she introduced herself. That is, if she was comfortable with doing so. He wasn’t used to being able to ask too many questions; well, he could sometimes, but despite that, there really weren’t that many available answers out there. So, as you may imagine, he was fairly surprised to hear the girl actually reply with her name. Eirlys? That sounded very lovely. He would definitely remember that name for a long time.. Then, the girl, Eirlys went on to ask the young man what his name was. It was then he realized that it did feel a little awkward to be asked his name... Still, he didn’t mind. He was actually enjoying the company so far. ”I’m Shade.” He wouldn’t have blamed the girl if she had given him a few odd looks. It was perfectly understandable. Shade had come to terms with it, and fully realized that his name wasn’t all too common. His parent’s claimed to have wanted to ‘bring it back’ bring it back? What did that even mean? Was it even a common name in the first place, or were they trying to start something? If they were trying to start something they wouldn’t have called it ‘bringing it back’ ...right? His parents were so questionable in their theories... Oh well; he didn’t remember them as bad people, and hopefully that memory was accurate. Shade would give Eirlys a few moments to reply to his name; if she intended to, before he would take a seat. She wasn’t clinging to him anymore, and he wasn’t petting her either. She was still on the floor, so, why not join her? He sat down about a foot across from her on his bottom with his legs crossed comfortably in front of him. He never understood why crossing one’s legs in such a manner seemed ‘’girly’’ so he sat like that anyways. Once he was on the floor, he would go on to speak, obviously curious about her. ”..I was wondering..” He continued, hoping she wouldn’t mind him asking about such a thing. He didn’t want to butt-in to anything she wasn’t comfortable with, so he was trying to keep this not too personal.. ”How long have you been here?” How many gruelling hours had she suffered under their hands? What sorts of things had she been through? Were they really the same? [/style]

[fluffought]

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Regardless she gave a small smile when he gave her his name. It had been a long time since she had had a one on one conversation with someone who wouldn't soundly hit her if she so much as gave them an odd look.

"Nice to meet you... Shade." She said the name as if testing it to make sure it sounded right. She watched as he sat down in front of her with his legs crossed. She wouldn't do the same because more than once she had been yelled at for sitting like that while wearing a dress or skirt. That was only when a female doctor was around though. At one point she had sat however she liked until she noticed a male doctor glaring at her with an odd look in his eyes. Ever since, she had been sure to sit in a way that wouldn't attract such a... hungry gaze.

”..I was wondering... How long have you been here?”

Eirlys' glanced down at her lap at this question. How long had she been here? She wasn't sure. She couldn't remember how old she was when she was first brought here but during a check up the doctor had said she was now eighteen. She looked down at her hands as she did the math. She knew she wasn't a baby when she was first brought here.

"Uh..." She stopped her fingers at with 2 up. "I think I've been here more than 10 years. Maybe 12?" She looked confused as she tried in vain to remember how old she had been when she had been brought here. All she could remember were the doctors and needles and the dark cell and the pain. Everything before was just a blur, a past life she could never return to and would probably never remember.
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