Breathing steadily, Esther's eyes periodically flitted from the colored light trails and to the people around her. She assumed the lights to lead to the emergency exits. At least, she hoped so. Glancing at the others running with her, their tired and worried expressions brought a slight smirk to her lips. Though they may intellectuals far more brilliant than her, she couldn't help but wonder. In times like these would it not be prudent to have a certain level of physical ability? Apparently not, as some of the labcoat-wearing scientists stopped after running a certain distance. Heaving and puffing even though their lives were in imminent danger. No matter, she could keep up and keep going. That's was all that was important. Movement equaled survival in her mind.

Hearing someone running behind her, she peered over her shoulder. Catching sight of another one of the pilot candidates running after her. At least [i]someone[/i] else had some physical ability. The male pilot even carried his rifle with a level of professionalism. She was impressed. As he caught up to her side, the boy spoke to her.

[B]"Finally, someone that makes sense,"[/b] the boy said between quick, sharp breaths.
She felt a bit of pride swell in her chest, having been complimented.
[B]"I like your plan, girlie."[/B]
Well, that was quick. Whatever good impression the other boy made on her quickly reversed and turned on its head. Girlie? Seriously? How rude. She scowled at him as he continued to speak.
[B]"Just don't be surprised if you, and me at this rate, get in some deep shit for this."[/B] he puffed out.
Of course she wouldn't be surprised, she took action knowing full well of the possible repercussions.
Still frowning, she replied to him. 
[B]"Well, first of all, I'm not 'girlie'. I have a name. I consider it a bit rude that you automatically gave me a nickname without even getting to know my actual name first. Secondly, I won't be surprised at all if I do get heavily punished for what I've done. But, I'm willing to take responsibility for my actions and will own up to it when the time comes."[/B] The boy even used foul language when speaking with her. How rude indeed. To be honest she didn't have the cleanest tongue either and neither did she know the boy's name. Turning her head so that she could get a clearer look at his face, she nearly stumbled when she realized who was talking to her. It was the boy with tattoos and piercings. Her eyes grew slightly wide and her cheeks tinged a slight pink. Whoops.
Looking away, she cleared her throat and decided to properly introduce herself.
[B]"I-I'm Esther. What's your name? I didn't quite catch it back there."[/B]