[IC] {Just One Yesterday}

[Savi]

As the taxi pulled up, Faeya took the earbud out of her ear and looked up at the apartment complex. She sighed and stepped out of the taxi, her bag and CD player (the only music player she could afford) in hand, only to have it drive away before she could even thank the man. Faeya looked back up at the building and sighed again. Her steps fell into a rhythm as she walked toward the doorman, grinning and holding the door for her. She smiled politely, though it looked forced. "Please wait in the lobby for the others" he said, his eyes not meeting her own but were on her face. She saw him staring and she knew what he was staring at. She threw her hoodie on her head and avoided his gaze, the red hand print still clear as day. He wanted to give him one last reminder of all his "affection". She quickly walked toward a seatin the lobby, waiting for instruction.

[Apokalipse]

Jackie was tired, and bored. On this one hour taxi drive, all she had for entertainment was a book in her bag and, to top it off, she was beginning to feel carsick from reading in the moving vehicle. She was annoyed and nervous to be leaving the only home she’s known for awhile, so when they pulled up to the tall apartment complex, Jackie decided it was a blessing and a curse. She fiddled with her bag for a second, securing the snap, and heaved it onto her shoulder before retrieving the suitcase from the trunk. The smoking taxi driver grumbled and moaned under his breath as he began to leave the apartment building, a disgruntled middle finger and Jackie being left in his rearview mirror.

She barely paid attention to the doorman, ready to just continue on through, when he laid a hand on her gently. Jackie turned sharply in surprise to look at him as he gave her the instructions and she nodded in thanks. Her feet were dragged across the lobby as she spotted a blue locked girl already seated. The redhead slumped into a cushion with space in between them and once again opened her book – a book she’s read far too many times.

[XxLyraxX]

William had already been sitting in the lobby for about an hour already, eyes closed with his head leaned against the wall. He heard someone enter and cracked an eye open, seeing a girl his age. He closed his eyes again, not caring as he waited for this ridiculous experiment to start. Why he was picked of all people he would never understand and frankly, he would rather be anywhere else but here where he was going to forced to socialize with people. Wonderful.

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A car pulled up, a door was opened and a small girl was shoved out. She yelped, tumbling to the hard pavement as her luggage was thrown after her, most of it landing on her tiny body. She peeked up, meeting the angry eyes of her step-father before the door was slammed shut and the car drove away, the wheels barely missing her foot. Willow sighed and picked herself up from the ground, collecting her luggage. She faced the building and felt her heart jump up into her throat as she thought about what she was going to have to do. She blinked back frightened tears and made her way to the door. She avoided the doorman's eyes as she stepped inside, her cut lip and bruised cheek like a beacon that screamed "Look at me!" She quickly hurried over and sat down, eyes fixed firmly on her feet.

[ShadowVentus]

Another taxi pulls up to the front of the apartment complex, Michael opening a door and exiting the cab, closing the door behind him. He quickly went around, opened the trunk, and pulled out his suitcase, slamming the cab trunk shut and banging on it, signaling to the driver that he's free to go. The cab driver gladly went, speeding away and blasting Michael with gas fumes, causing his eyes to water and for him to cough. He turned to look at the building, unsure of what lay ahead. "I wonder who else was dragged into this...I mean, I was just picked off from the streets...these people probably had families..." He thinks to himself as he begins entering the complex, only to be stopped by the doorman. When he instructed Michael and what to do once he entered, Michael nodded in thanks, a small smile gracing his features as he entered the lobby. He sees the others, so he walks on over and joins them, nodding at everyone in the form if a silent greeting, and deciding to sit next to Willow for the time being.

[thewizardguy]

The car stopped in front of the building. Jack was pushed out, and two men stepped out with him. Jack looks at both out of the corner of his eye, knowing that if he tried to make a break for it, he'd be grabbed. His hands were clammy and he felt a cold certainty that this was the end. He'd be sold to some slave organisation in Cuba, or forced to work in a mine somewhere. There was nobody nearby to ask for help, it was as if the entire block had been purposefully emptied, leaving nobody behind. Johnathan was pushed forward by one of the men, and he stumbles, falling to the ground. He quickly scrambles to his feet, however, and walks in through the building, barely refraining from squinting in the face of whatever horror lay beyond.
The other side was a lot less scary than Jake imagined. It seemed to be a normal place, with other kids. One of them looked like she'd been beaten. It seemed he hadn't been the only one taken from the street, but of all of them, he was most certainly the scruffiest. Adrenaline left him breathing fast, and his hair and clothes had been messed up by the rough ride he'd had on the way here. This was the first moment from the time of his kidnapping, twelve hours ago, that he felt conscious of all the tears and wrinkels in his shirt, and just how silly he must look.