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    Kafira could sense his agreement and smiled a little, but not beaming. To be truthful, she wasn't all that afraid of the situation. Of course it stressed her, but she had a mind for think'n, and that's all she needed. All I need to know is how it works, and that's what I'm trying to figure out...

    Sophia looked around at everyone in the room "So... While we're waiting, what did you all do before... all this?" she didn't really know why she was asking this, or why she even cared, but anything was better than just silently waiting for the water to find its way in and drown them.

    The realization that she would have to introduce herself to the crowd dawned on her. Bellatrix made a pained expression and glanced at the floor, trying to avoid any semblance of eye contact or interaction in general.
    The thought of you'll have to at some point lingered in her mind, but she pushed it away, saying that if she had to, she might as well try to prolong it as much as possible.

    Kafira jumped on the opportunity to talk about something else, and not about the situation they were in. She smiled a bright smile, "Well, currently I'm unemployed and have no life (lol XD), but I'm planning on getting into the gaming career: make a couple videogames, maybe animate, that sort of thing..." Absent mindedly she brushed a loose strand of hair off her face, even though it didn't bother her.

    "I.....um....." Bellatrix blushed and forced her eyes to her own bracelet. "I....like astronomy...", she mumbled so quickly that unless you were right next to her, you probably wouldn't have heard her. And unfortunately for her, space was pretty tight around here.

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    Lucky mentally counted them in their head, trying to read the numbers on all the bracelets. Seemed like so many people were still entering, that it made their head spin. Something told them that there would be more too. This ship was crowded. How did this guy manage to kidnap so many people? The thought made their stomach churn.


    They went over the codenamed in their head again, trying to keep everything straight and keep names with faces. After all, this was how it worked at school, too. Remember who was who, and what they wished to be called.

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    Looking up from her bracelet, Bellatrix scanned the area.
    Lots of people, numbered doors...
    She slid against the wall in defeat and groaned. She had no idea what was going on, and worst of all, from what she saw when she woke up here, there was the possibility of drowning, too!


    "I suppose," she murmured with a pained glare to no one in particular, "that if I have to...."
    She takes one step off of the wall she was leaning against....and then steps back. Nervous sweat rolled down her face.
    "I can do this," she repeated to herself, "I can do this...."
    Just....talk...to someone....
    "Uuugh..." She groaned. "I can't do this."

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    "Are you... alright?" The Counselor asked, noticing the nervous person across the room. They had some trouble getting back on their feet from where they sat by the two numbered doors, but stood finally, shaking on the prosthetic leg before regaining balance.


    They generally gave off a calming, friendly vibe, though why, it wasn't entirely known. Just a way they tried to behave, Taylor supposed. Generally having to deal with nervous kids, the person still kept their distance, but smiled warmly in welcome. "I'm Lucky. Do you need any help? You look like you might be sick."


    ((Gotta hurry and finish Door 5 on the puzzle thread now that all the spots are filled.))


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    Crap. Of course someone would notice her while she was having a panick attack. Of course.
    "Oh, um...no, I, um..." Bellatrix stumbled, unsure of how to respond. "I'm...not sick....just...um...uncomfortable? I...am not usually around this many people, ha...ha...."
    Once she said this, she immediately regretted it. That was so awkward. Could she have said that in a stupider way?


    "Um," she stumbled, trying to brush off her anxiety, "I'm..."


    Code name, code name...think, think...
    Wait. Orion. What she was named after. Orion's belt was called the 'three kings' or the 'three sisters', right? And her bracelet number was three..
    ...it was a stretch. But it would have to do.
    "...Orion. I'm....Orion." Bellatrix mumbled.

    "So... Assuming there are 9 of us, how do you think these doors work? Its obviously Number based, but how exactly is it meant to work?" Sophia wondered, after receiving one response to her original question and having another introduce themselves. It was at this point another joined the throng within the room, David Iroh, Or just Iroh for short. Sophia turned to this new arrival and scrutinised the old man heavily.


    For His part, Iroh was unfazed by Sophia's scrutiny, merely smiling to the woman and patting himself down now he was safe from drowning. Once he was satisfied he searched his pockets for something important to him, something he wouldn't have felt comfortable without. After he was unable to find the mystery item he slumped in misery "No tea..."

    (What' with that guy and his tea XD)


    The Mentalist sensed the new girl's uneasiness, and it swamped her, making her smile fade a little and making her scoot just a little back into the shadows. Her mood became darker and more irritated for a reason unknown. She proceeded in watching the group, listening to their conversations and analyzing their facial expressions. They were talking about the numbers again, always the numbers... why the numbers... As Kafira shifted her weight and scanned the room from another perspective, she saw him. He was a man, an old man, and he was slouched over like he was disappointed in something. Oh no, there's an old guy... what he do, forget his dentures or something? Kafira glared at the slightest, but then shook it off, her hair hitting her face from where it was sticking out from her hood. Why are you being so judgmental? He done nothing to you!? Suddenly she said out loud, accidentally, "Yeah, but their creepy!" Jumping at her own voice, she raised a hand up to her mouth. Why'd you do that? You're so stupid... watch what you say...

    Bellatrix, or, she supposed now, "Orion", looked at the newcomer as she awaited a response from Lucky. She guessed their kidnapper didn't have an age preference either. There were teenagers like her, adults, and apparently even the elderly.
    Bellatrix narrowed her eyes, sizing the newcomer up. He looked rather calm, albeit disappointed for some reason.
    "No tea," he had said.
    ...seriously?
    Eh. Everyone had their comforts, she supposed. Though it still struck her as a bit strange. Maybe someone would ask him about it later.
    Not her, of course. She's not really one to...socialize.
    Turning her head back to Lucky, she awaited a reply, albeit nervously.

    "my job? I stayed away from the sea." Tetra answered, "I drove taxis in Oklahoma." He also looked at Iroh when he walked in, but his vision didn't stay there long. Now, there was an Old man, Himself, Orion, Goose, Lucky, Mental, and Accuser. Only 2 people left. His stomach rumbled as he realized he was hungry. "I wonder if they've got food here..." he muttered aloud.

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    "Oh, I understand." Lucky gave a light smile when she said what was bothering her, keeping their distance in an attempt to at least make her more comfortable. They didn't seem to be awkward at the anxiety like most would have, but then again, they were very used to people who were nervous around others and things of the like.


    "Orion, then. Nice to meet you," They answered calmly. "I'm Lucky." They introduced themselves with their new chosen name, based on the supposed 'luck' of the number 9. It was a stretch, too, but under pressure, they couldn't quite think up anything else.


    "I was a Counselor, at a High School." After looking over to Sophia and answering her question about what they did before ending up on the ship, they listened when she asked about how the number system worked, shrugging. "I would say maybe we can only open doors with our own numbers on them. I mean, assuming that we all had painted numbers on the door we woke up in, that would mean we opened a door with our number."


    Taylor examined David when he walked in, though not really in an analytic way. Just trying to figure out who the new people were. They smiled lightly, though confused by his sudden disappointment of having a lack of tea. Well, there would have to be a kitchen on this boat somewhere, right? That'd also help Tetra's want for food.

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    "Nice to meet you too, I guess." Bellatrix said hesitantly.
    I guess?! You freakin' idiot! You're not some edgy emo kid! Pull yourself together!
    "Oh, uhm, I major in astronomy, but I don't have a real official job, yet." She mumbled effortlessly after Lucky explained their job as a counselor. She tried hard to make "normal" conversation. It seemed to be the only thing she wouldn't stutter on: talking about astrology.
    "If we are s-supposed to open the doors with these fancy bracelets, we should...probably...know what numbers are on e-everyone's bracelets, I think..." Bellatrix murmured. "My number's a three...." She flashed her bracelet for a mere moment before shuffling against the wall, blushing...

    "Great... A counsellor, An Astronomer, A Cab driver and A Mercenary. Me. Plus whatever the rest of you are." Sophia shook her head in disgust for her situation "Now, how do we get out of this room and find the guy who stuck us in here? I for one would like to shove my fist so far up his ass I can work his mouth like a sock Puppet." After that outburst she turned away from the group, lashing out at the wall with the bracelet bound arm.


    Iroh on the other hand was watching the group with an nonthreatening smile, listening to the group talking without inputting anything. He turned his attention to the door and though about what kind of puzzle the numbers could mean.

    "U-um!" The girl's outburst left Bellatrix staggering for speech. "T-that's a bit much....but I guess I c-can understand your sentiment. This is kinda serious." She never really liked violence...too much usually ends badly, which makes a lot of noise, and does a lot of damage. But she could probably disregard that when they were in this sort of situation. Probably.
    What the hell? Probably? A bit much? Someone's kidnapped you! Stop being so useless!

    Tetra counted the numbers he knew so far on his hands. One and Two weren't here yet or hadn't revealed their numbers yet, 3 was Astronomer Girl, he was 4, 5 was that Mental cat-eared freak, 6 hadn't been revealed, 7 was Goose, 8 was unknown, and 9 was Lucky. Next, he counted people. He, Goose, Lucky, Astronomer, Mental, Old dude, Accuser. 5 known numbers, 7 People arrived. The old Tea-drinker and the Accuser girl hadn't revealed theirs yet, so naturally, two more people must still be stuck in their cabins, the water rushing up, filling their... Tetra shook his head clear of the thoughts, already feeling lightheaded from beginning to hyperventilate.

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    "I-Indeed," Lucky agreed at the statement of it being a bit much, looking quite nervous themselves over the statment. "Violence is the last thing we want at the moment," They smiled. "after all, we still need to figure out how to make all of this work. These doors aren't going to move on their own."


    After a few seconds of silence, they moved to the large door with Four on it, and examined the scanner. Taylor lifted their hand to it, placing it on the scanning pad. An asterisk lit up the screen, but nothing else. They pulled the lever, and the screen changed to a bright red ERROR before going blank again. "Well, it definitely recognizes us somehow, then."

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    Bellatrix raises her hand to try the strange machine on herself, but immediatly hesitates. What would happen if she did it?
    "Should...I...try?" She asked nervously, unsure of what to do.