Thread: Graying Horizons vs2.0

Wolf shrugged adn went through his locker anyway, she really didn't care, out of everything she found one thing of interest, a faded photo, grinning she grabbed and headed otu the door after Nikolai,

"You were once of the first to come out of the cryogenic state wern't you"

Nikolai was wakling down the hall shaking his head and he heard Wolf's voice from behind him.

You were once of the first to come out of the cryogenic state wern't you

"That I know of," he replied without looking back at her and continued down the hall.

Wolf shrugged and ran infront of him, walking backwards an impassive look on her face, "I know you don't want to remember, but" she paused for a second, "I don't think your past was all bad" she placed the photo in his hand before heading back to her cell.

Nikolai stopped. He looked down into his hand at a faded picture. Looking more closely at the relic revealed a photo of a woman, maybe in her twenties or late teens, she was beautiful. Nikolai had no idea who she was, but she had long black hair that was tied up, one or two loose strands placed seductively on her bare shoulder. Nikolai didn't know what to make of the picture, who is this girl he strained to remember for the first time in years, but nothing came. He slid the picture into his pocket and continued walking. Why did Wolf show me this...

Wolf fell back on her bed, stairing up at her ceiling, "i wonder if he'll remember her, on his profile it said she' died, and that they were close" she shrugged and shut her eyes.

Nikolai stalked back to his room, his mind was racing. Nikolai laid back on his bed and pulled the picture frantically out of his pocket. He starred at it for a long time, in fact he was entranced by it. This was the only piece of his former life he had ever seen, minus a few small flashbacks. Nikolai until now was determined to start a new life, not worry about the old, but who was this woman. It was maddeningly frustrating to not know who this person was, and he'd only had it in his possession for less than half an hour. Nikolai jumped up off of his bed and shoved the picture into the drawer.

Roughly yanking off his shirt and throwing it on the bed Nikolai placed his hands on the floor and pushed himself into a handstand. He began to do handstand push ups, but after only a handful he stopped. sweat beginning to bead on his for head he sat on his hands and knees starring at the drawer. Nikolai pulled his packet of cigarettes from his pocket and lit one, drawing hard on it. He raised himself to his feet pulled his shirt over his head and left the room. He slammed the door and walked quickly away, tucking in his shirt as he went.

Anton stepped out his room, closing the door behind him. He looked up and down the empty corridor. He was supposed to cook, but he knew he had missed that. Someone must have covered for him. He decided to head to the kitchen anyway to find out what chore he should do instead. If he skipped chores, he knew he'd get a nasty shock (one he did not want to relive).

He walked down the plain corridor, looking at the cell numbers. 664. 665. 666. Anton stopped. The inmate inside this room always intrigued him. The fascinating technology that must have gone into her seemed to get his mind buzzing. Wolf. Anton continued to walk.

He stepped into the door room. The room was quite large, with a least a dozen doors dotted around the walls. Anton approached one of them and pressed the small computer chip on his palm against a slot to the left of the door. The small green light above the slot lit up, and the door slid open. Anton stepped quietly into the kitchen, the door sliding shut behind him.

Two inmates stood silently in shock, looking down to the floor. Anton didn't make a noise as he approached the scene...

That is human blood and there is a lot of it. Somewhere nearby there are a dead inmate and their murderer."
Rhine laughed. "Well no duh" She then put her face close to the bag. "I think this someone is in here. You were going to destroy the murderer's evidence for him on accident."
With lightning fast reflexes she took the bag. "Well there is only one way to find out..."
She tore it open and was shocked.
In side was the mangled pieces of Gracie. Who would want to kill someone so kind? Someone so kind that the only reason she was in the jail was because she stole food for an orphan.
"Here's our victim... where's our culprit...?" Rhine mumbled to herself.

Here's our victim... where's our culprit...?

Tom wasn't affected by the revealation much,
"That would have been the best option here for getting rid of a body." he went over to the chopping board and took out a butcher's knife, the mild shocks beginning as soon as he touched it. He nodded, "We should check the rooms."
And with that he tucked the knife away in his overall pockets and set off down the corridors.

Wolf sat up and got off her bed, Meh, the gym sounds good to me she though with a shrug, walking out into the hallways and heading down towards the gym, Just a quick workout before breakfast.

Anton stood where he was as the man stepped past him into the hall. He glanced back over to the girl, wondering what to do next. He stepped further into the kitchen until he was a meter away from her.

Anton closed his eyes and concentrated on his mind. In his thoughts, he recollected the image of the man tucking the knife into his trousers. With slight difficulty, Anton imagined he grasped the image and hurled it out of his mind. He guided it to the girl, who was just staring down at the ground.

He knew she'd received the message by the sudden look of confusion on her face...

Dmitri stopped by the kitchen and listened outside to what everyone said.

He could have washed in the sink.

Dmitri continued on his run, passing several other people, most were either too tired or too lazy to noticed him run by. Several things went through his head, all of them were related to the murder.

Why her? Why now? Whats the motive? How?

The last one burned into his mind. How was right, you think of doing something bad and the collar your wearing shocks you. This meant that the person who committed that act, was after removing/disabling the collar or wasn't wearing one to begin with.

Panting he stood still in the empty part of the station. No one came down here much, it was really here for supplies and what not. He sat down on the floor, putting his hands to his head.

But why Gracie Evans?

Dmitri hadn't been on the station that long, but he knew that she was heavily well liked. A smile was always painted on her face. As he put deeper thought into it, he realised that he wondered how a girl like her had been placed in here.

Prehaps she wasn't so nice.

His heart jumped to think, that Gracie was a... a... that Gracie was an actually criminal. Then again, her killer, might just want to rid the universe of the criminals aboard the station. This thought, led him to believe that everyone on the station was in trouble.

He couldn't trust anyone, and prehaps one of the people who had killed Gracie could in fact be one of the people in the kitchen that he overheard. And the checking of the rooms, was really to plant the weapon to frame another.

Surely they can't expect everyone to allow them in... could they?

Sighing, Dmitri rose and began back through the halls to his room.

Rhine noticed Anton staring at her. What did she have something on her face? Then the image of Tom slipping the knife in his pocket in her head. She knew she was a bit mental, but this...?
She stared at Anton again. His eyes were deeply on her. She had seen some odd things in her life so she figured it was him. "Are you doing this or something?"
Tom was way a head of her. She turned away from him after his long silence.
"We should check the rooms."
It was a nice plan all together. She shrugged and went out the door also, but before she looked back at Anton. "You coming?"

You coming?

Anton considered what he could do. The last thing he wanted was to socialize too much with the inmates, but his mind was on other things. It kept conjuring theories on the power of the being that could have killed the girl. Anton had checked and re-checked every accessible facility of the prison, and the pain you have to endure for doing these things is one of which no human can withstand.

He decided his curiosity could be his own excuse for willingly interacting with this inmate.

With a practised hiss, he followed her...

Rhine just shrugged and kept on walking the guy's silence kinda bugged her, but she really didn't care to much. Her collar began to shock her with slow intensity, but she had felt worse. A bullet to the head hurt, not mention having to grow it back.