[OOC] Blood in our veins

[Crawkid]

(what is this about an ooc post? details have been pmed and thoroughly talked through. wolf boy and tiger girl, being experimented on. ok now moving on)

Jake floated along the green and brown landscape, watching his mom and dad herd sheep with their super long arms. He had been in and out of this weird world for so long, he was starting to forget more important things...like where he was last in the waking world, and the guys in black coats...followed by guys in white coats.

Suddenly he was torn from that magical world again, and his conciousness phased back into reality.

White walls.

As his usual headache hit him, now that he was awake, he feabily pushed himself onto his side and looked for the bottle of water- his savior. Nothing else was more important to him than the piss warm water they provided him...whoever they were. Finally locating and grabbing the bottle of water, he flopped onto his back and proceeded to down half the bottle.

With his immediate thirst satiated, he stared up at the ceiling of his cell, hardly aware that it was a cell. The little pits in each ceiling tile slowly came into focus as his mind cleared up enough to be able to form semi-coherent/complete thoughts.
"hello darkness my old friend.." he half-hummed to himself, taking a full look around now.

[KatherinWinter]

Liz didn't know where she was. Nothing made sense. She kept seeing men in white coats. Was she sick? Considering the number of times the doctors injected her and took her blood she must be really sick. Liz didn't fight the doctors when they came, she figured they were helping her. She struggled to sit up in her bed. She was feeling less lightheaded and dizzy today. She looked around. The room looked didn't a hospital room. Where was she? "Hello? Anyone there?"

[Crawkid]

He spent a bit of time simply staring at the wall before it hit him that he had heard someone from the other side. Sighing with sore muscles- from what, he wasn't sure- but he made his way to the corner nearest where he thought the voice came from. "H-Hey. Did I hear a voice, or did my brain die from all the shots and shit?"

He took in more water, his throat was tight...again, he didn't know what it was from.

[KatherinWinter]

Liz carefully crawled off the bed when she heard someone calling from the room next to her's. Her body was sore. She didn't know what had caused her to be so sore. What was wrong with her? Liz slowly made her way to the wall where she had heard the voice. "You are not crazy or anything. Must have heard me talking to myself."

[Crawkid]

"Oh..that's good. I haven't lost my mind then."

He closed his eyes for a moment, still feeling the side effects of whatever they injected him with. Opening them again, he checked his arm...where there were several injection sites. "so, you have any idea what's going on? I've got a headache and dry mouth like crazy...and I have no idea where I am or long i've been here."

[KatherinWinter]

"I think we might be in a hospital of some sort. I don't remember much either. I am very weak and sore." Liz explained as she leaned against the wall. She was so tired. Walking from the bed to the wall took what little energy she had. "I remember a lot of needles. They always seem to be taking blood or injecting me with something."

[Crawkid]

'Yea same here...all of it. i looked at my arm, and i've got to say...I look like I've gotten a sudden patch of freckles."

A smell reached him then too, and it caused him to bring his arm up and give it a quick sniff. An instant later he whipped it awake and proclaimed a very firm "yuck"
A couple coughs later he resumed, "I reek of alchohol...and not even the good kind."

[KatherinWinter]

"That kind of makes sense." Liz commented. "They would have to clean the sites where they do the injections and withdraw the blood. I wonder what we are sick with. I feel awful. Oh by the way my name is Liz."

[Crawkid]

"Jake..." he said, his voice starting to fail and his mind and stomach started swimming. he laid down on the floor and curled up towards the door. briefly, he wondered in this was some sort of quarentine like in the movies. Maybe they came down with something incredibly contagious and dangerous..

Maybe I am infected with the zombie virus.

Funny thought, but he doubted it. Zombie virus is highly unlikely and they would have just killed them....right?

In the midst of these thoughts, his stomach felt like it was flip flopping and churning, like the water along the side of a boat. He suffered only a while longer before his gag reflex started up. Once the whole mess was over with, there was a clear, greenish liquid on the floor, leaking under the door. There remained a pain in his stomach.

"Gah...I think I'm hungry."

Upon recognition, the pain grew, and he groaned...though soon there were footsteps, followed by slightly frenzied footsteps. Anxiety overtook him then, and he scooted away from the door.

[KatherinWinter]

Liz wanted to call the other patient but she couldn't find the strength to do so. She heard him moved something about being hungry which made her wonder when they had eaten last. She couldn't remember the last time she ate something. Which if they were as sick as she thought they had been it made sense that they would be on a mostly liquid diet. Liz lay curled on the floor hoping that Jake was ok. She hear the scientist rushing through the halls.

[Crawkid]

More frenzied footsteps and voices, some of which he understood as talking about needing nurses and gas for transport. Soon enough his door was opened and the room was full of people in white coats who grabbed him, held him down, and put a mask over his mouth and nose. He attempted to ask what was going on, but he conked out.

It was several hours before he was returned, and a half hour before he stirred. "h-hell...oh...hello? it looks like my room...heh"

[KatherinWinter]

Liz spent the time he was away resting. She wished she knew what was happening to him. She wished she knew what would happen to her. Had they taken him for a treatment? A treatment for what? "Welcome back. Are you feeling better?"

[Crawkid]

His mind was still only barely concious so he had to really focus on hearing what the other voice was saying through the wall.

"Hey..it...girl...girl..ha, i ca-an't talk. can feel neither."

His stomache seemed to be just fine now, but he was so out of it he could barely make thoughts and talk, let alone move enough to hear her better, which is what he actually wanted to do.

[KatherinWinter]

Liz lay on the floors wishing she felt better. She wanted to know what they had done to him. After awhile she was able to get to her feet. She looked around trying to figure out where they were and what was happening to them. There were no clues about what was going on. The room was fairly empty. Liz walked around but there was nothing but a bed. As she passed the door Liz passed by the door she saw a piece of paper. She bend to pick it up. Looking at she could see was a note. She couldn't make much out of it. Most of it didn't make any since. The only thing she could make out something about DNA.

[Crawkid]

He stayed like that for a while, but eventually his concious mind cleared out enough. Pushing himself up, he took his first look to fully investigate the room. yeah, nothing to really investigate. "uh...yo....Liz was it?" He asked, standing up and walking over to the wall. "You still there?'

[KatherinWinter]

"Yes." Liz said as she leaned againsted the wall between their rooms. Her trip around the trip around the room had taken what little stength she had.

[Crawkid]

"So...this place is pretty boring...you exept for the people in labcoats who don't talk to us."

He scratched at his neck, starting to get irritated with an itch there."Find out anything while i was gone?"

[KatherinWinter]

"I found a piece of paper. I don't understand most of what it says. It's written is some language I don't know. The only thing that I understand is the word DNA. You didn't volunteer to have your DNA experimented on did you?" Liz asked. "Because I don't remember anything like that."

[Crawkid]

His eyes narrowed when he heard about the piece of paper and its contents, "No I didn't...maybe we were abducted. "
He looked at the wall, trying to see if there was a flaw in the build, a flaw meant that maybe she could pass the note through. "It would explain why they aren't too talkative around here....hey uh...do you see any sort of flaw in the wall or something? Maybe I could pick a hole in it."

[KatherinWinter]

Liz searched the walls. She didn't see any major cracks in the wall, but maybe there was a small hole or weakness she could take advantage of. She felt along the wall she knew he shared. It took several minutes before she found a place that felt different. She began digging and poking at the spot. It took hours of work. Liz had to stop and rest several time. Finally she created a hole that was big enough to put the paper through. Liz had to fold it several time for it to fit but she was finally able to push the paper through.