/\Christian Urel/\ - Phoebe Intervention

Christian looked over at the actress who was so clearly full of herself that her prima donna personality was leaking out of her ears as she dramatically feigned thirst and walked away from the room. His eyes set into a roll. Was that what passed for acting nowadays? He watched her curiously but didn't even mentally remark on her. She was just another artist, in her own way. Actors, in his opinion however, never held the same beauty as statues and paintings. The beauty of those lasted an eternity while most movies and moving pictures, if not from the Golden Era, were fleeting in popularity at best. He sighed and shook his head. Why judge her so quickly? Perhaps if he spent more time with her he'd enjoy her company. 

/\Christian - Himself

But then he thought of the reality of the situation. Kill to escape? Whose sick idea was this? Christian would never... The artist shook his head and sighed. He wondered what to do about this but didn't dwell on it. Doing so with no outlet would only make him go mad. Then he noticed something.

/\Christian Urel/\ - Sam and Komari

The girl, Alastrine, was signing to him across the way. He quickly laid a hand on Sams shoulder, pointing to Alastrine before heading her way, curious as to what the smaller girl had to say. When he got to her side, the tall boy knelt down to be near her height, his eyes looking into hers for a moment in question.

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~Ashling McGuffin~ - Charles

The already pale girl was looking a bit gaunt now as she wandered over to where Charles stood. She looked like she'd seen a ghost, and she might as well have for what she'd heard.
"Kill each other?" She asked mostly to herself, her hazel eyes a bit hazy as she struggled to process this. She had a hard enough time swallowing death as it was in her day job, but now she'd have to kill someone to ever go home and see her family again? She felt weak. "Why... who would do such a thing as lock up a bunch o' kids what know nothing? I ain't never hurt nobody...!" It seemed even the idea that she'd have to end someones precious life was stressing out the auburn girl. She sat on the bleachers near where Charles stood and looked down at the seat in front of her. "Why us..?"