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Portal: Uprising

Ashton watch the core talk relentlessly with a grimace. "Please just shut up." He growled as he dropped down. Ashton rubbed his palms, taking in who all was there. "Do we have everybody?" He asked as he took a glance about the vault.

Portal: Uprising

Ashton watched the others curiously, a little nervous to be around them. He remained on Wheatley's rail, looking down at Carter."Portal guns?" He said in surprise, excited to get his hands one again. It fascinated him, and it was something he actually enjoyed doing in this place. "We definitely need to go there." He murmured, glancing over at Daniel. "Wheatley, maybe you should the other people who have woken up?" He suggested, climbing off the top rail so he hung from it.

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Konsa nodded and settled back into his seat, Kyle's hands were still on his shoulders. It distracted Konsa, "Um..." He struggled to find words that weren't rude. Konsa never really had any peers that were actually kind to him, and it mattered to him that he didn't mess it up.

The American Dragon Academy

"Uh, yeah." He said, embarrassed by his reaction. "I just didn't expect it." He said with a nervous laugh. "When is class starting?" Konsa asked to change the subject.

The American Dragon Academy

Konsa yelped, nearly falling out of his chair. He twisted his head towards Kyle, bewildered before recognizing who it was. "What?!" He said in surprise, a slight edge to his voice. After he a moment he registered his words. "Oh, uh, just a book." He said, shrugging his shoulders.

The American Dragon Academy

Konsa, sitting in the corner of the room with his head down. He was reading a book, waiting for the class to start. He did not take notice of Kyle nor of the other students who drifted in early. He was thinking about the dorms, he was especially nervous about who would be his roommate. Konsa hoped he didn't even have one, but he did think it wouldn't be too bad if he did.

Portal: Uprising

Ashton held on tight to the rail, "I didn't you did this sort of thing often, Wheatley." He grunted in response with a roll of his eyes. The rail had arrived at another vault which seemed much more stable. Ashton hesitated to climb down, he wasn't sure if he actually should go down just yet. Two people were inside, and one was already climbing towards Ashton and Wheatley. Another voice grabbed his attention, Although he was still worried about the first person he heard, he decided to deal with it soon. "Hey, we're over here!" He yelled towards the source of the newest addition to the voices.

Portal: Uprising

Ashton nearly fell from the startle of seeing the blue core. "The rail, of course!" He mumbled under his breath, "Don't bother with the vault, it's going to fall apart any moment." He said, reaching up for the rail. "Stop blabbering." He snapped at the core, struggling to pull himself onto the rail. Ashton was able to find a sitting position on top of it, rolling the orange jumpsuit to his elbows. "Yes! A..." His voice trailed off as he searched for a reply, he wasn't sure what it was. "What is your name?" He asked the blue core.

Portal: Uprising

Ashton flinched, he could hear a loud thunk and a panicked yell. He leaned out a bit further, craning his neck to catch sight of the other survivor. "Where are you?!" He yelled, concerned more so because now it was silent once more. His relaxation vault had started creaking, it was no longer fit to carry the weight of the things inside of it. "Please, I think I'm going to need help!" He yelled, growing anxious as his vault tilted further.

Portal: Uprising

The vault that housed Ashton, barely awake, had collapsed and barely hung from the safety precautions that had decayed. The room was slanted, all of the furniture leaning against a wall that did not look stable at all. It did not suit the up-beat automated message at all, which soon trailed off as it glitched. Ashton had already crawled out of the bed, careful not to make too much motion. He made his way to the door carefully, opening it to see what should have been a hallway was now a deadly drop. Ashton stopped himself from crying out in despair, afraid that wretched GLaDOS might still be listening. He couldn't shake that horrible anxiety of her memory. A yell rang out through the silence, it did not seem too far away. Ashton climbed to his feet, "Hello!" He yelled back, holding onto the door as he peeked his head out of the vault to search for the source of the voice.