GubGarAndrew got his food, and ate. It seemed to him he lost his taste quite a while ago, from going from one slob to the other. However it seemed to be back, but different. After he inhaled his food, there was an audible thud on his table when he realized he was probably going to spend the remaining time of this experiment with these crazies, and as his head hit the table.
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Without even looking back, he remarked, "Um. No thanks. I wouldn't want to waste your time on me would I?" he said, walking towards the cafeteria. "If they care this little about us, their food probably wouldn't be the best, but they aren't going to starve us since they need us, wonder what they are going to serve. Regular prison food." he muttered as he thought to himself a bit to loudly.
@Kit DewStein
As the person who was slightly older than him grabbed him (Laura), he froze up and loosened up. Just allowing her to give her lesson, and absorbing the words slowly but truly. He was about to make a smart remark to the doctor, which probably would of been a bad idea anyways, but she just popped up out of nowhere. He just kind of nodded his head at her instructions if she was done and tried to slowly walk backwards to the other side of the room.
As the person who was slightly older than him grabbed him (Laura), he froze up and loosened up. Just allowing her to give her lesson, and absorbing the words slowly but truly. He was about to make a smart remark to the doctor, which probably would of been a bad idea anyways, but she just popped up out of nowhere. He just kind of nodded his head at her instructions if she was done and tried to slowly walk backwards to the other side of the room.
Who are waiting on to post?
@KatherinWinter
Savagely attacking the walls with no training or anything really exhausted him pretty easily, and possibly punching a wall with out a bit of metal between you and the wall wasn't the smartest ideas as his knuckles were killing him. He looked to the doctor, "Like I said, I don't mind you messing with your science stuff, but you could have the courtesy to tell me what you did what did to me. I feel... different yet the same." he said, showing no real signs of disrespect in his voice, just curiosity. He then looked at the girl who scolded, and just turned away, in a near whisper, "Not worth the trouble."
Savagely attacking the walls with no training or anything really exhausted him pretty easily, and possibly punching a wall with out a bit of metal between you and the wall wasn't the smartest ideas as his knuckles were killing him. He looked to the doctor, "Like I said, I don't mind you messing with your science stuff, but you could have the courtesy to tell me what you did what did to me. I feel... different yet the same." he said, showing no real signs of disrespect in his voice, just curiosity. He then looked at the girl who scolded, and just turned away, in a near whisper, "Not worth the trouble."
@KatherinWinter
Andrew keep just nervously glaring around, again not actually looking until Vlad's look caught his eye. Vlad was glaring at him, and he did not like that. Something about being looked at disappointingly just always made him feel bad, even when he hated the people doing it, and he didn't even really hate Vlad, however it seemed now more than ever, it felt even worse. He just sidestepped away from his other conversation for a minute, "You want use to demonstrate are skills with weapons. I mean, I will be honest I never really used weapons before. One police officer said I had a mean left hook though." he said, in a very hushed tone, almost as though he wanted to say it without being heard.
Then he got an idea. As he rummaged through the table. "I know I seen them somewhere here.", he said to himself while doing so, in a few seconds he found them. He placed the knife back on the table. What he picked up was brass knuckles, he knew from experience these things hurt, and how hard could punching something be. He put them on, and turned to the wall and started wailing on it. While he hit hard, it was apparent he had no idea how to fight properly, but he had fairly good upper-body strength and his hand-eye coordination seemed particular good.
Andrew keep just nervously glaring around, again not actually looking until Vlad's look caught his eye. Vlad was glaring at him, and he did not like that. Something about being looked at disappointingly just always made him feel bad, even when he hated the people doing it, and he didn't even really hate Vlad, however it seemed now more than ever, it felt even worse. He just sidestepped away from his other conversation for a minute, "You want use to demonstrate are skills with weapons. I mean, I will be honest I never really used weapons before. One police officer said I had a mean left hook though." he said, in a very hushed tone, almost as though he wanted to say it without being heard.
Then he got an idea. As he rummaged through the table. "I know I seen them somewhere here.", he said to himself while doing so, in a few seconds he found them. He placed the knife back on the table. What he picked up was brass knuckles, he knew from experience these things hurt, and how hard could punching something be. He put them on, and turned to the wall and started wailing on it. While he hit hard, it was apparent he had no idea how to fight properly, but he had fairly good upper-body strength and his hand-eye coordination seemed particular good.
@KatherinWinter Would it be incorrect to say that the person in charge (names are not my strong suit) would be looking at the people not demonstrating scoldingly, if so, that gives me an idea for a post that wouldn't need to wait for Shuck without necessarily ending that conversation prematurely.
So you know, I am still here, just haven't seen a good chance to jump in, unless something happens in the RP, probably just wait on Shuck or someone else to mention me since mine and Shuck character was having a small conversation.
@Shuck
Andrew tried to look at the person shouting at him and being unnaturally friendly, being around people on various illegal drugs, he got use to being around eccentric people. He lifted up the weapon he picked up from the table, a throwing knife, though he only picked up one. "Um, I guess i will use this knife, blade, thing." he said with a lot of uncertainty in his voice.
Andrew tried to look at the person shouting at him and being unnaturally friendly, being around people on various illegal drugs, he got use to being around eccentric people. He lifted up the weapon he picked up from the table, a throwing knife, though he only picked up one. "Um, I guess i will use this knife, blade, thing." he said with a lot of uncertainty in his voice.
Andrew looked around at all the guards, all armed. He knew running would not help him. He just sighed in defeat and walked over to the table. He quickly looked around and picked up either some kind of dagger or combat knife, he really didn't know his weapons. He worked with knives before, but never with the intent to hurt someone, but there was some familiarity in them, and he walked over with the others who had weapons.
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