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[sup]*SAVANNAH*

She was about to say something before the announcement came on for "Code Red." Was it a drill? Probably not. They would have been more calm and announced that it was a drill. Savannah had never been in a real school lockdown before. She always thought that the drills were useless and that they would never actually be real. She bet that most of the people who were giggling and joking around during drills were quiet now. The realization was sinking in. That was when she also realized that she was out in the open along with her three other friends. They were easy targets now.
She had to think fast. What were they told to do when they were out in the halls during a lockdown? Find the nearest bathroom and go into it. "Guys, we need to find a bathroom or exit. I don't plan on getting shot today." She said in a quiet voice. The teachers of the classrooms wouldn't let them in. They were told not to and Savannah actually understood. The best that they could do is find a bathroom or maybe an exit. An exit would be good but the intruder might have back-up there so their best option was the bathroom.

*MILES*

Miles growled cusses under his breath and nodded at Savannah's words. "The exit would be good but we don't know what's out there. Bathroom is the best choice but it's obvious that people would be hiding there and the intruder would check. We also don't know how many intruders there are so we can't risk being kept in one place. We might have to use self-defense in this situation." Self-defense meant powers in Miles's case. He wasn't afraid to use his power. In fact, he was quite eager. He loved feeling the rush of the wind around him. Yes, he controlled the air, but he used the winds a majority of the time. They were just so fun to use!
He already felt a small breeze. He was totally ready for a show-down! "Come on, are we ready?" He then asked, turning to look over at them with a grin on his face. He would love to use his powers again! He only hsed them for practice but now, he could use them in a real fight.

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[sup]I love those two clans. I have always been wanting to join them but I have unanswered questions about them that would be a crucial part of my decision.

Thunderclan
1. How active is it? Will I get flooded if I leave for the night or the day or even an hour?
2. Is it tight-knit or is it welcoming?
3. Are the members there nice (I know that this is a stupid question but I love interacting with nice people!)?

Riverclan
1. Same as Thunderclan
2. Same as Thunderclan
3. Same as Thunderclan

I will add more if I have time. c:

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EMILY TOMPSON

[sub]Scared? Pfft, of course not! "I'm not afraid! They don't affect me but I just...don't like them." It was as simple as that. It was pretty obvious by now that I was a little scared but it wasn't because of the rain. The lightning and thunder scared me the most. Why? I had no idea. It was probably a fear of mine from my earlier life. If I remembered what life was like before I died, that would have helped out a lot. Then again, my early life could have been horrible before so it might be best to not know.

When he mentioned meeting the older ghosts, I couldn't help but nod in agreement. "Yeah, sure. Just be careful around them. They haven't spoken to humans in years. Or centuries. I have no idea." I was pretty happy to have someone else meet the old ghosts. He could experience what I had to deal with every time I passed that place. We could always go now but I thought that he needed some rest, especially after school.

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EMILY TOMPSON

[sub]Don't flash out? Did he mean disappear? I never disappeared; humans just believed that ghosts could do so because they didn't have the proper knowledge of supernatural beings to portray them accurately. But maybe I could, just for the laughs. Then I would scare him when he walked into the room. It wasn't my best prank idea but due to feeling a little sympathetic, I decided to lessen up on the intensity of the actual prank. Anyways, he seemed like the guy who needed some fun in his life. Even though I was dead, I would still be able to sprinkle a little fun in his life. Just so he would feel better.

I walked straight through the wall of the bedroom, appearing in a hallway. He must have went into the bathroom. Hm. Where would I hide? Normally, this would have been easy but since he could see me, it suddenly became harder. That was when I returned to the bedroom. The curtain? Nope. Under the bed? Who knew when the last time that was cleaned? If only I had the ability to shapeshift. I would have turned into a dust speck by now. Then I had the best idea. The closet! The cliche hiding place! I immediately went through the closet door, engulfed by darkness. Awesome! He better not come in here!

But if I did sense him coming in, I would go through the closet wall and appear behind him. It was the perfect plan!

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[sup]Thank you, guys! C: It helped out a lot!

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[sup]Would you like to do a b x g Hunger Games RP with me? I haven't roleplayed that in a long time, so it would be good to come back to it.
If you do want to RP that, then maybe we can both play a male each and a female each? To make it fair? c:

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[sup]*SAVANNAH*

She pondered for a bit, wondering what they could do. She didn't even notice the male at the end of the hall, who was looking for them. "Iris and I would check it out first. If the coast is clear, we'll come back and escape together." That was the best way to go. If there was anything dangerous outside, then they would come back with the news. If there was nothing, they would all escape before they were caught. But they had to be quick about it. Very quick. If not, their lives would be in danger. Well, even more in danger.
"Theo and Miles, can you two wait here? If you see anyone looking dangerous or suspicious, then run outside and I guess we'll die together." She shrugged. Savannah may have looked calm on the outside but on the inside, she was panicking. What made things stranger was that she was hardly ever calm. She was just like her element - fiery.

*MILES*

Miles paused for a moment, thinking it over before nodding his head in agreement. They hardly had any other choice, right? Miles still wanted a fight, though. He didn't want to sit around and wait for one to come to him. He wanted to meet the fight full-on. It would give him the full element of surprise, which he lived for. Why not surprise your enemies? But he kept his mouth shut, knowing that they had to have a plan, no matter how stupid it was. Savannah hardly ever made plans in their little group but Miles was at a loss for ideas.

//low muse ;A;

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EMILY TOMPSON

[sub]Blondie? I didn't mind the nickname, I just had to get used to it. I waited for a while before hopping through the closet door. "Boo!" I shouted, a mischievous grin on my face. I hoped that it was obvious that I wasn't planning on leaving, especially after I met a new friend. I liked him. As a friend. He was pretty cool about me being a ghost. I knew that most people would freak out and then call me a freak afterwards. I didn't like being called a freak just because I was a ghost. The elder ghosts called me a freak at times. I didn't know why. I don't believe that I'm a freak. I believe that I'm pretty normal but they always say otherwise. That's the main reason of why I avoided them.

"Did I scare you?" I asked hopefully. It was difficult to scare someone who couldn't see you so I was glad that Adam could see me. It made me feel better, actually. Yeah, things like that made me happy.

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[sup]Let's just do the Katniss and Peeta plot thing because I find that to be easier. And yeah, we're doing the Quarter Quell. c:
Would you like to make the thread or shall I? Also, do we need to think or more plot ideas or will we just go with the flow?

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EMILY TOMPSON

[sub]I immediately started laughing at his reaction. I was expecting him to get scared but not that much! I was nearly at tears as I gained control of myself, holding in any other laughs that might slip out. "That was too funny. I need to do that again." I managed to say, still not over his reaction. That was one of the best one's I've seen. I finally regained my composure, turning around to face him. I tried to keep a straight-face. "Okay, I'm done. I'm serious now." Was I done? Nope. I was still laughing on the inside. That would still be dubbed the best reaction ever.

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EMILY TOMPSON

[sub]I was about to start laughing again but the sound of silence stopped me. There was no thunder and the rain wasn't existent. I hesitated for a moment, wondering if this was the eye of the storm and that the weather would only get worse. But it was still silent. Hm. Maybe it stopped? There were always short periods of time where the storm stopped only to continue after about an hour. Oh dear. If the storm stopped, then that meant that we would be on our way to the cemetery. I wasn't sure whether or not I wanted to go. The other ghosts didn't like me but it was always quite amusing to hear them complain. They never left their tombstones so they always complained about their bones aching from sitting or standing too long. I pitied them at times but when I asked them why they couldn't just leave, they called me names so I always left.

"You have to admit, it was pretty funny." I mused in a teasing tone of voice. I don't want to hurt his feelings or anything. I just wanted him to know that I was joking and I didn't mean anything serious by it. I wasn't a very serious person if it wasn't obvious by now.

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EMILY TOMPSON

[sub]Music? I haven't payed attention to it in a long time so I wasn't sure how I would react to it. I didn't even know my own taste for it. Strange, huh? "I don't listen to much music." I admitted. In all honesty, I never payed attention to music. I only payed attention to what I saw - basically my surroundings. As a ghost, music didn't interest me much. Humans seemed to be so obsessed with it. I couldn't understand why. It was just a couple of words strung together by the sound of instruments and auto-tune. Anyways, most of the songs I did listen to had no meaning at all, so I stopped listening to them. The ones that had meaning were all about sex, which didn't appeal to me either. My music taste wasn't very popular, that was for sure.

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TRIS PRIOR

[sup]He knew the answer already, so I didn't bother answering back. I just wanted to experience this rush again. As soon as the last cart passed, I broke away to begin running. I actually was faster this time around than the last time, which showed how much I improved in training. I learned how to control my breath, pace myself, and gradually gain speed. Running and trying to catch up to the train wasn't difficult at all by it did bring me a sense of pure nostalgia. I remembered running here rather cluelessly, hoping that this would be the most dangerous thing we would do. I was wrong but I was glad that I was wrong.

There was a part in the platform where it just broke away into pure railroad tracks. I managed to avoid that last time but that was because of pure luck. Did I still need luck to get on here? Nope. The only thing that was missing from here was the rest of Dauntlesss. But they'll come back. They had to. Well, if we finished the mission, they had to.

ooc: It's okay! c:

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TRIS PRIOR

[sup]I couldn't answer. I didn't know why. I thought that everything would be normal as well but it wasn't. The both of us knew that. I hesitated, wondering what I could say. I wasn't a normally optimistic person but then again, I had to spark some hope in the both of us. I just didn't know how to do that when I was feeling quite dejected myself. Now that we were both in the train, I could have some time of calmness. I wasn't in a battlefield anymore. I sat down on one of the seats, feeling more and more hopeless. It was difficult trying to find hope in a situation like this. "I don't know." I finally said. It wasn't like me to give up and I didn't, not even now. Dauntless people never gave up.

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TRIS PRIOR

[sup] By instinct, I wrapped my arms around him as well, suddenly thankful to have a least one person around. Tobias was here, which was good. The fact that he was beside me made me feel much better, and it even boosted up a self-confidence a little. We could do this, right? If we couldn't, we would die trying, which didn't appeal to me at all. I would much rather succeed, thank you very much.
"I'm worrying about you. I can be safe...sometimes...at least once in a while. I can't lose you either." Okay, maybe I wasn't the safest person. I took risks. A lot. Heck, I was the first jumper. But Tobias was tough when I had first met him and he still was, so I was worried that he took lots of risks as well. The best that we could both do is stick together while still managing to complete the mission.

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TRIS PRIOR

[sup]I was actually expecting that to come sooner or later. We both knew that this might be the last time we did it. It wasn't easy to come back alive when we were against nearly everyone. It was just the two of us now. I eventually moved my arms up to his neck which was the classical kissing pose. I have seen so many people do that so it just came to me.
The compound was getting closer and closer but I wished it wasn't. That would mean that I was closer and closer to my attempt to stop this. I wouldn't be alone but if Tobias died...I wouldn't know what to do. How would I keep on going?

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TRIS PRIOR

[sup]I couldn't help but smile at his own confidence and will to put a stop to what was going on. It gave me more confidence, which was exactly what I needed. The compound came into view and I stood up, taking a deep yet easy breath. Here the jump came. I remembered the time Christina and I jumped off. It was scary but fun at the same time. Maybe Tobias and I would both be able to experience the thrill now. Suddenly, with new found confidence, I stood at the edge, near the doorway of the train. Here it came.
The roof came into view and, without any hesitation, I jumped off of the train. I slipped a little but I was okay nonetheless. The hole would come into view soon. The first time I came into Dauntless, I met Eric here. The thought of Eric brought shudders down my spine. I hated him. I hoped that Tobias and I wouldn't meet up with him anytime soon.

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TRIS PRIOR

[sup](It's alright!)

I hesitated. I knew that he would be able to take care of himself but I was still worried. What if this was the last time I would be able to see him? I didn't want to think of that but I couldn't help it. The thought was always around me, haunting me. I hated it. I reached up to give him a quick hug, just in case this really was the last time I was going to see him. "Don't get yourself killed." I muttered. It was my form of "good luck."
Then I let go. The sooner I got this done, the better. I made my way towards the hole, climbing up onto the ledge. Memories flooded back but I didn't say anything. I glanced back at Tobias before taking yet another deep breath, jumping down into the darkness.

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TRIS PRIOR

[sup]In the meantime, I managed to get caught by the net that was always there to catch the jumpers. I climbed out and ventured forwards, making sure to be on my guard just in case anyone decided to pick a fight. My gun was loaded and ready. I did meet up with a lot of trouble, though. there were a handful of people near the doors that led to where the simulations were, and where Jeanine was. She was the main leader of the war of Erudite/Dauntless against Abnegation.
I managed to get through a majority of the people but some most likely ran to warn her. As if she didn't know that I was coming. I also didn't make it through that uninjured. My side was bleeding and I was pretty bruised in my lower body area. Nothing serious, though. I would live. But for how long? I kept my hand on my gun. getting prepared for anything. Sadly, my gun was nearly out of bullets, so that meant that I had to get involved in physical combat.

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TRIS PRIOR

[sup]I mentally prepared myself for anything that would come across my way. I was expecting way more fights, knowing that Jeanine had more people recruited. For all I knew, Tobias and I were the only ones Divergent. Speaking of Tobias, where was he? I didn't know why but I began to worry. I didn't know where my father or brother was. They could be dead for all I know. That would mean that Tobias was the only one I had. I couldn't lose him too. Even if my remaining family members were still alive, I couldn't bare losing him.
Pushing the thoughts away, I walked right into the control room, expecting the worst but hoping for the best. My first priority was to find the source of the serum and break it or take it over. Then I would kill some people who were behind it. They deserved it.