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-A semi-literate RP about a group of individuals living in a world that isn't always what it seems. What happens when they somehow, perhaps by fate or merely pure chance, cross paths?

-no profiles are really needed just give us a good introduction ^__^ you don't have to be some souped up person or special. If you want to be an average joe/mary jane who's life is simply flipped upside down by these events, go for it. We have an entire city and world to experiment with ^^

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Eventually her escape plan lead her outside the building, but she was on the roof. The Laboratory was positioned at the edge of a cliff. Below the cliff were the raging waters of sea. The guards called frantically as they followed her, trying to cut off her escape. Helicopters were even launched to try and intercept her. The wind chilled her to the bone, but she'd experienced worse. Looking back she stood at the edge, holding the flimsy medical dress around her body, "I would rather wish death than return" she said with a faint accent as she suddenly jumped from the side of the building into the waters below.

There was a large splash as she submerged, and the officers went into a frenzy. A ship was sent out to try and find her remains, but nothing would be found. She'd gone far under the water, her body slowly sinking as she watched the surface slowly disappear. Finally, all went black as her body drifted with the current. Her mind was a haze, and for a moment she would think she really was dead.

Her body wasn't found by the officers, but she wasn't assumed dead either. As she fell into her deep slumber, her body was washed away and she'd eventually come ashore a good distance away, her clothing gone and only her hair covering herself. She laid upon the beach unconscious.

Morning was just arriving when the female began to awaken. Though her memory was a bit blurry, she seemed to be fine enough. Cold and shaken from the incident, she coughed up some water as air returned to her lungs. How had she survived? and how far away was she now? Up ahead she could hear the passing of cars and smell the smog of exhaust. A city? She washed ashore somewhere. Getting up she found herself naked, but that didn't seem to phase her, her hair was long enough to cover what needed not be seen. Crossing her arms over her chest to try and find warmth and comfort, she began to walk along the sandy shore. Dazed and confused, she was quite the sight to behold. Who was this strange girl and where had she come from? Questions even she couldn't answer for now. All she knew was her name, an other bits and pieces of information. Her amethyst eyes searched the area for something, anything. A sanctuary, but where? Her instincts were driving her now as her stomach growled in hunger, and her body shivered in coldness. Yet her eyes were ablaze with determination of one form or another.

She heard a voice behind her suddenly as she paused where she was. Was she okay? Human curiosity and their response amused her to some extent. Even when it was obvious someone wasn't okay they'd still ask the obvious. Are you okay? Slowly she turned her head to face him, her hair falling over one eye as she simply stared at him a moment, "Will you help me?" she asked in a quiet tone.

She needed a lot of things, but most of which she was sure the boy wouldn't believe. Instead she turned slowly to fully face him, "Sanctuary..." was all she said. In the distance there was the blaring of police sirens, which was a typical sound to most people. The woman's eyes suddenly widened as she looked around momentarily as if to hide. After a short assessment, she realized that she was safe, but it might be alarming that the simple sound startled her so.

Taking a step toward Alex, the wind gently brushed her hair from her face and exposed her a little bit more, "please, will you trust me and help me?" she said. Her expression seemed to suddenly soften in her frantic state and the real fear momentarily showed. Her body was still weak and exhausted from her near death experience. Where she was fine one minute, the next she suddenly felt weak. Her eyes rolled back as she suddenly fainted forward.

She could see the men approaching her. They were coming closer and looked so threatening. Suddenly one came at her as she lunged forward. With a startled gasp, the woman sat up and looked around as if in a daze. Where had she been brought? who was this man? Her head ached as she suddenly groaned and healed her throbbing temples, "where am I..." she spoke with a thick accent. Her amethyst eyes scanned around carefully to access whether she was safe or not. It wasn't a harmful setting, but it wasn't necessarily safe either. Soon her eyes fell upon Alex who seemed to be waiting for something. Her perhaps?

"Who are you?" she asked tensing a bit as her fists clenched prepared to strike if he was a threat.

The woman blinked a moment but slowly let her guard down, "Alex...thank you" she said with a soft sigh. The woman began to move around a bit to observe her surroundings, and soon came up close to Alex, holding a picture she'd swiped along the way, "where are we?" she asked, meaning in relation to where she had been. Though, how was Alex to know this? A shiver went down the woman's spine as she glanced down to realize she was still naked and then back up at Alex. She didn't seem too bothered, but she asked anyways for politeness, "do you have anything I may wear?"

The woman watched Alex as he stammered and set the clothes down ont he coffee table next to the couch. A faint smile actually curled on her lips as amusement sparkled in her eyes. Turning her head she followed his movements. When he'd disappeared into the kitchen she turned and put on the clothing. The clothes were a little big, but they did the trick. Her hair kept falling into her face, so she tore a strip from the bottom of the shirt, making it a bit of a belly shirt, and tied her hair back with it. Stretching some, she glanced out the window momentarily and then moved toward the kitchen, "do you have anything I can eat?" she said leaning into the doorway some and then walking toward the table. She seemed ready to make herself quite comfortable in his little place. Well, for now she was safe. They didn't know how far her body had drifted from the facility. From her judgment she figured she'd only drifted a few miles, but still.