A World Without Sun discussion

A place to hang out and talk.

Kilo relaxed on a sofa and wondered where all the other girls were, 'does everyone really hate it here that much?' she thought to herself. There was about six girls in here with her, but they were all doing there own thing.

Terry walked in and sat in a chair. And started to pull out the clips in her hair. "To make her more desirable" they said. Yea right more like to make me more like your china doll.

Terry was in a bad mood and Kilo's thoughts weren't helping.

kilo notice Terry, “hey,“ she smiled, happy to see someone she knew.

Terry mentally rolled her eyes, and put on a happy smile.
"Hey.I'm having some trouble with my hair could you help?"

"sure!" she got up and helped take out all the clips, "these look really pretty in your hair," she informed Terry.

Terry shook out her hair. She said "Yea but they really hurt my head." Terry looked at Kilo "Can i ask you something?"

Kilo nodded, "sure, what's up?" She asked with a slight smile.

"Why do you like it here so much?" Terry said curiously.

Kilo shrugged, "I don't mind helping out," she smiled, "the more babies we have the more women get out of here latter."

"Don't you ever wonder what its like to leave here;like the girl in the legend ,everyone talks about?" Terry asked.

"What legend?" Kilo asked, she was never told of any legend.

"You must have heard." seeing Kilo was serious."About the girl who escaped from the breeding faculty, by herself."

Kilo looked at her amazed, "how? Isn't the Breeding Center heavily graded?"

Terry smiled at the girl's expression remembering how she first reacted to it, "That were the legend part comes in no one really knows. Some say she had help from a guard who she fell in love with. Some say she had outside help. No one really knows, how she did it."

Kilo arched an eyebrow, not believing it, "it probably was made up by someone, trying to give everyone else false hope," Kilo felt disappointed, but shrugged it off, 'Stories are good for the mind' she thought.

"Your just afraid the believe something, the city hasn't spoon fed you." Terry said not giving up. She had until tomorrow when she would be moved to be bred on,she had to find a way out. If the legend was true then it was possible it had to be.

Kilo watched the girl, knowing a handful if girls were being transferred tonight and tomorrow, "maybe there's a girl in the center who knows?" She thought out load.

Terry pushed some hair from her face "If there is how will we know?" Terry kept her powers a secret from everyone.

She shrugged, "wouldn't she be trying to get out too?" She ashes thinking it would make the most senesce.
She wondered what the breeding center would be like, she herd stories but no one here really knew.

"Okay,Kilo"Terry said, "but how would we get there its not like were not watched?"
Terry compared her image of the breeding center to Kilo's and frowned in comparison. Why is she helping me if she's so happy with the laws, Terry thought.

Kilo wanted to know if the legend was true, she had a strange need to know everything she could about some things, "some of us are being moved to the breeding center early," she paused, "since there wasn't enough 14 year olds to replace the 20 year olds who had left, they picked some 13 year olds," she smiled bigger, "I was one of them, I could find out and tell you when you turn 14 and come to the breeding center."

Terry said"How early? My birthday is soon. I really don't want to drag you into trouble, i can do it myself."

Kilo giggled, "I'm a good girl, they will let me off with a warning like they always do when I get into trouble," she smiles, knowing how true it was.

Terry smiled at the girl "Then its settled."

Kilo nodded.
Kiki's supervisor walked up to her, "it's time for you to get ready to go," the woman smiled.
Kilo jumped up, "okay!" She smiled back. And took her supervisor's hand and started walking away. She looked back at Terry and nodded.

Terry nodded, she still felt guilty about dragging the other girl into this mess. Terry sat there thinking until Helen came in.

"I know to my room." Terry said not letting her supervisor talk and walked out.

((Gtg!))

((Kk))

Rob fallowed Hunter to the girl's building and looked threw one if the windows, "so how do u expect to not get caught?"

"Well I haven't got that far in the plan yet..." he bit his lip in hesitation. He poked his head through one of the windows, it looked like the boys lounge except less cared for. Hunter didn't know where they were but it looked empty so slowly he poked his torso in, and then his stomach and finally his legs. He got up and looked around cautiously after seeing no immediate danger he called back to Rob, "You're good, come on up!"
He sat on one the chairs grinning maliciously, he couldn't believe that were doing this and the thrill was awesome.

Rob sighed, "were so going to get caught," he told himself as he fallowed Hunter's lead.
When he got inside he looked around, "so what exactly are we doing here?"

"Fun things, mess the place up, scare the girls. You name it and we are doing it!" Hunter walked around the room, observing it. He skidded his finger along the window sill, So dusty, it was obvious that boys were far taken of than the girls.

Rob rolled his eyes, "your so childish," he told Hunter as he too looked around. He looked at some of the plants and frowned at the fact that they were slowly dieing.

"I-am-not-childish." and as though proving his point he stalked of towards a sign pointing towards the west wing.

Ron's eyes widened, "were not allowed in the west wing! That's where the.." He paused for a moment, "th-that's where the breeders are.." He blushed slightly at the thought of breeders.

"Exactly," he laughed, "Not so tough now, eh?" and he skipped towards the entrance with a devilish grin. He entered and turned around the corner towards the slightly embarrassed blushing Rob, "Well come on then."

Rob rolled his eyes and fallowed, "so childish," he muttered under his breath. He looked around the halls and wondered where everyone was, he was always told the girl's buildings were heavily guarded, but he didn't see anyone.

Hunter also noticed that were was no one around, "Where is everyone?" and he heard his voice echo against the halls. And with a shiver running down his spine he knew as soon as he asked, that is was breeding hours.

((comment on the west wing))

((I did in lounge))

((im lost i looked at the west wing and there no lounge :p ))

Roran sat down on a sofa in the lounge, relaxed. He looked around; there were a few people in the room, though he didn't know any of them.

Kat walked into the lounge, glancing around. Her wavy hair was a little messed up since she just woke up, but she smoothed it over quickly. She yawned and just stood there for a moment, looking around.

Roran looked at the girl who just walked in. Kat was her name, right? He smiled at her, wondering if she would join him on the couch. Roran ran his hand through his dark brown hair, his blue eyes looking electric in the light.

Kat smoothed over her dress as she continued throwing glanced around. She smiled slightly when she noticed a guy smiling at her. Her bright blue eyes brightened slightly, hoping her visit to the lounge wouldn't be boring. She waved at him as she stepped towards him. As always, she was barefoot.

"Hey," Roran said to the girl. "I'm Roran," he added; they probably didn't know each other. He didn't know a lot of people, for that matter. Roran shook away the thought; he was meeting people.

"Hello Roran." Kat replied to him, smiling brightly. She sat down in the couch next to him and held out her hand. "I'm Kat." She introduced herself. She didn't think she recognized him, so she figured she would introduce herself.

Roran shook her hand, and smiled back. "Nice to meet you, Kat," he told her, actually meaning it. Roran didn't know what to say or do, so he ran his fingers through his hair again. It was sometimes a bit of a nervous habit of his.

Kat smiled and dropped her hand into her lap after a couple of seconds. "Oh please. Pleasure's all mine." She told him, nodding slightly. She did mean it. It was nice having an actually conversation with a guy, instead of having him all over her. She twirled a lock of her waves around her index finger.