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Liao was picked up of the ground and marched with one guard holding each of his arms. He scanned the crownd and nodded his head to Bruno letting him know that he was ok. Next he looked through all the women and picked at Yuki how was in worse condition it seemed. As he looked at her a sly grin crept accross his face and he winked. rather painful for a beggining move....these keys should be interesting though . Liao had managed to pick up a pair of keys from the guard whose taser he grabbed to stop his harrasment of yuki and hide them before anyone knew. He was not the greatest pickpocket so he had to let anyone who saw his hands near the belt think that it was just a act of violence by a anger captive.

It took all Bruno had not to say 'Well I'm so glad your not stripping to your underwear, that would kill me in a heartbeat.' but Bruno bit his tounge so hard it started to bleed. Bruno wasn't that stupid and reckless. He silently removed his shirt and pants until he was left in just his boxers. Then, a guard grabbed him roughly by the elbow and he was pulled slightly ahead of Liao and Yuki had already gone with the rest of the women. Bruno looked all through the huge crowd of prisoners, with a tiny inkling of hope that Katrina was among them, but no such luck. He did spot Liao who nodded at him, to let him know that he was alright. Bruno nodded back. He noticed Yuki and he felt sympathetic to her. The guards were harassing her, but he couldn't do anything about it. He trudged along silently, rifle pointed at his back, trying to come up with a plan of action.

Yuki felt rather helpless, but it seemed that was the same way that every other captive had felt there. The women that had given up behind her didn’t seem to care anymore; they seemed almost lifeless in their actions. None of them were fighting to get out, none of them moving except to breathe, the women had all been broken in like a shoe and no longer possessed any forward motion. Yuki was sickened by the idea that she may end up like that. She hated it, all of it, sitting there as a lump just waited to work, to feel pain and agony wrench through your tired muscles and make you feel as if you had not slept for years on end, waiting to be punished, to be treated harshly, in the end, they were all waiting to die. Some had the option of dying slowly in pain, and others quite quickly.
Though it did help that Liao gave her the 'I'm ok' wink... Until...
All of a sudden though, the door of iron bars opened and another guard started pointing to certain women, they were all to be inspected. Suddenly he looked at Yuki, standing there silently in front of him…
The soldier took a few heavy, clumping steps forward to stand in front of her and look down upon her. Yuki’s eyes dipped to the floor as she couldn’t bare look up at the foul faced man. The guards hand came to be under her chin and his fingers pressed into her cheeks, he made her look up, raising her head and tilting it from one side to the other; looking over her in thought.
“You… You will come too…” Dropping her head the man turned and walked away by a few paces, as he looked back the other women had all followed, all but Yuki who couldn’t break herself from just standing there with her head hung in something close to shame, or was it in fact fear and dismay at what she might have to live with?
“Girl!” The guard called abruptly as he stood there, a scar down the right side of his face, he was beckoning her forward to join the others, but in the time it took her to look up at him distantly, another soldier had marched in and pushed her forward with his rifle, smacking the back of her head with his hand to make her walk forward faster.
It appeared almost as if these soldiers and guards were not people, they weren’t human they were monsters, regardless as to what Liao might have said before about them not really being Demons. How could they do this to anyone?! How could they tear families apart and put them to work and enslave people like this? How could they torture these living souls who feel pain and hurt, who feel distress and grief, people who have hearts that beat just like any one of the guards?
Yuki had come to the sound conclusion that these men had no feelings, that they felt nothing and that they were monsters, everyone of them. Being harassed was not the bulk of the problem either; it was everything else that was happening so stupidly around her.



Laura looked at Jake and raised an eyebrow.
“What are you, some kind of suicide bomber? You got the crashing bit right, might wanna work on the building and the dying bit at the end though…” She had found it an odd thing, wanting to find something like a building these plains; they were around a hundred miles outside of any form of city, though thing about it, she had seen a farm house not too long ago as she passed through. Laura sighed and looked down at his legs.
“It depends what kind of building you’re thinking of… We’re a little far from anything you can blow up, bomber boy…” She smirked as the rain seemed to get heavier and hale-stones started to pound at them.

Liao was quickly surronded by men that were half skelotons, they asked him what he had seen and if he any food. Naturally he wanted to help them but we was moementarily helpless. He became even more determined not to share his fate with the sad few in the heavy labor camp that would even speak with him. Although they shared what information they had with there new coworker the sad parts and the good parts of the story all carried the same exhuasted emotionless tone, to the point that even Liao seemed to be an very animanted emotional person. After an hour of getting lots of information that he did not find particularly useful a guard bang the door in. "all pigs that can read multiple language raise your hand!" he yelled. Siezing what he saw as a good opotunity Liao honestly raised his hand with about one thrid of the other captives. "only those able speak spanish russian and chinese get your corpses out of my dam bulding!" he yelled as Liao followed the others out. Liao was hoping for an assignment based on that ability rather then a beating for being from China were a massive resitence war was.
"sign here and you wil get a one hour break each day to translate captured enemy documents and help in translation, any false or misleading information and you will be killed or severly beaten" the guard said.
Liao knew instantly that doing this would be detrimental to the Chinese people and all other soldiers in China in addition to using them as a scarfice for his comfort. "how would you even know if I mislead you" Liao asked gutfully.
Much to the guards surprise when here some one talk back he replied "we got a chinese man working on our side" he said pionting to a rather fat old man that apparently didn't think much of his own appearence. Liao's smile widened on the inside twice as much as he did on the outside. he is not han....enthic minority of some kind he thought as he signed. "I would have never guess your army to be so represnetative of the world...he must be a very trustworthy man for you to trust him solely with your mandarin chinese operations" liao said lieing to see there possible response and cover his past remark.

((OOC: Madarin, yay! Ni Hao, wo joa Caroline! Sorry had to do that, I know a tiny, small, almost non-existent amount myself. Plus I felt like being Silly and couldn’t do so in post so Xie-Xie for listening… Haha))

IC:

Yuki found herself not too long after being pulled from the mud-hut cage outside another mud-hut that seemed rather large. A man had walked out from it with the soldier that had the scar down his right cheek by his side. She had no idea why they had to have so many dreary mud-huts but it probably would be pointless to have anything else.
The women were all stood in a line, Yuki just happened to be right at the end of it, still keeping her head low, hoping she wouldn’t be noticed.
But as the inspection started she could already tell it would not be all that easy, it took about an hour but by and by the Sergeant got to her. She didn’t know what she was supposed to expect, but he followed his comrade’s directions in tilting her head up. The man did the same looking over that his right hand man had done not too long before but then opened her mouth to check her teeth. And then pulled her hands forward to look at them in inspection, and in many other ways did he test her out.
It was an all round look over, but as he let out a little sigh he supposed that maybe she could be used for something.
“Can you cook, sow or perform first aid?” The man bellowed at her as if he were all the way on the other side of the country. Yuki gave a light and nervous nod, but was whacked once again for not answering properly.
“Yes, all three,” She said in truth as her eyes finally flickered up to looking at the man. She had swallowed her fear though it was there and just showed a head-strong nature that was not her own. Looking as if maybe she had no fear, only rage; Yuki almost seemed strong in reserve though beneath it she as crumbling still.
Her chest was moving rapidly, up and down as she strained to take in air while panicking. It was no wonder that the guard looked down, directly down, at her and gave a little smirk. He gave his own nod and took a step backwards, though he was not done dealing with her.
“I see, well, you will have all three jobs, if we need sewing, you sow, if we need cooking, you cook, if there is a raid, you mend wounds and tend to our soldiers, when we want something you do, if we are fine you will work in the farming fields…” He spoke almost as of he wasn’t all that good with English, maybe he wasn’t, but his voice seemed cutting and so loud that it almost made Yuki's ears burst. Not many of the girls had gotten a reaction straight off; the others were still awaiting their judgment. “For this and any other services you may,” He took in a deep breath, “perform, you will have a twenty minute break every eight hours, at night you will have four hours to sleep, and any table scraps that fall to the ground whilst you cook, you may eat.” His eyes seemed to scowl at Yuki, as if she were an object of work, nothing more. But to these men she was only that, an object. She looked at him almost directly, her face still not cracking into what she was truly feeling. “Take her to the farming fields, set her with tools…” The Sergeant commanded the scarred man as he grabbed her by the arms from behind and dragged her along towards the fields.
She noticed as she was being dragged Liao had been let out and he was talking to someone, a guard as it seemed, but it was not long before she was thrown into the mud again and handed some gardening tools rather roughly.

"A concentration camp?!" Laura exclaimed, there was no way on this planet that she was going to take him to any place such as that! She had been fighting for so long to stay out of them. "Are you idiotic? Don't answer that I've already gathered that you are... But, w-what..." She stuttered, "the hell would you be wanting with a concentration camp!?" She wasn't in the mood for keeping quiet, she had too many run in's with people just trying to get her into a pittiful place such as a concentration camp. "You're crazy..." She looked down again, "And you're bleeding really badly...!" It wasn't that neither of them had noticed, it just she hadn't really taken it it, seeing his torn up trouser legs and cut up shins she stepped back a little. She couldn't stand the sight of that kind of wound, blood was fine, as long as it wasn't leaking at a rapid pace like it was now.

The truck stopped. When we got out, everything looked terrible.
"Oh my god!"
The place looked like a torture chamber. People were dying, it looked like a barbaric movie from second world war.
I was pulled over to a small hut and thrown in. There wasnt any windows. The door was small and i heard two men speak Spanish outside. I didnt understand much but i understood that they were in an army. The room was filthy. The roof was broken, the corners was filled with cobwebs and the bed was made out of some old, ripped off clothing wrapped around leaves.

Laura let out a sigh of relief, and all at once she placed her face into the palm of her hand. "You're telling me that you want to risk both our lives to write a book?" She raised an eyebrow, it wasn't that he had invited her along, it was that she didn't really enjoy the idea of the naive guy getting himself killed from doing anything stupid when she could help him avoid it. "First things first, before I tell you where, or take you to-whichever is better- a camp, I'll have to get you fixed up. I can treat that for you, and I know where there's a barn and some food not too far away, without rest there's no way you'd survive the journey..." She said tapping her foot on the ground beneath her feet.

Bruno was brought to a diffrent room than Liao. He had lost sight of the women a while ago. As soon as he was brought into the room, many starving boys and men bombarded him with questions. After about the millionth question he growled "Leave me alone." And he lied down on the ground to stare at the grungy ceiling.

About an hour later, he heard a sharp whistle and all of the rest of the men quickly formed a line. Bruno hurried over to them. "Okay, we need some of you scum to build another building. We are running out of room for prisoners, and we can't kill you all just yet." the guard said, looking dissapointed. More of them entered the room, and they all looked them over to decide who would preform the duty. One guy looked him over and turned to his fellow soldiers. "This one will do." he said, in a very squeaky voice Bruno tried hard not to laugh at. Then he grabbed him by the elbow and he was taken out to a clearing at the edge of the camp.

A man with an extremly long and bushy mustache paced before the prisoners chosen to build the new building. "Listen up! This building is to be completed within 2 weeks, and you will each do your part. There will be soldiers surrounding you, so don't try anything. If I catch any one of you disobeying my rules, there will be hell to pay." he glared at them with distaste. "Now then, get to work!!" he strutted off and the rest of the guards threw the needed tools at them.

An few minutes later while they were working on the base of the building, the squeaky-voice dude walked up to them, obviously drunk. "That's right you scum! This is all you can do you stupid foreigners!!" He squeaky-yelled. Bruno couldn't take it. He burst out laughing. He fell onto the ground, almost crying he thought it was so funny. "What's so funny, German?!" he demanded walking over to him, which only made him laugh harder. The guard was furious, and he kicked him in the stomach.

Bruno insticivley lunged out and punch him in the stomach, which sent the other guards running toward him. Bruno jumped up, and tryed to fight off his attackers, but they kept on beating him up. Another guard pulled out a advanced taser gun, and Bruno was sure his yells were echoing throughout the camp.

Occ: 你好Caroline. 我叫我的名字

Liao hurd some screaming that had a bit of a German accent and sighed. Yuki and Bruno were is co conspirators and already both men had been attacked, yuki was likely petrified, and they were all seperated. He resolved that he would have to see what his keys went to the first time as many people as possible were sleeping. The prisoners that refused to sign the paper were lead back to the bulilding and shortly after screams were heard as the old fat man lead Liao in his office. The soldiers accodmadtion were quite nice and as monitored by others, no one trusted anyone. Liao normally would have remarked on the imporantance of trust in a cohesive unit but now was not the time, and it was starting to work in his favor. The old man gave Liao a pen some blank paper and a large stack of translations "only I use printer...in my room" he siad pionted to a locked door a leaving Liao to his work. Liao watched the man leave and worked for a few minutes while looking for anyone around and hearing every noise before sneaking over to the old mans office and testing a key. After a while one of them worked. i win this round he thought.

Yuki was but one field away from a screaming sound that almost made her ears bleed it was so loud. She stood from her work and looked over towards a place that was marked for building, she saw a row taking place and heard yet more screams, but for all it was worth she couldn’t make out what was happening.
She tried to ignore it and work on as all of the other girls there in the fields did, but it got too much for her curiosity to take. Yuki quietly walked away. Slipping past busy guards she managed to get up to the gates which were very near the happenings.
Yuki noticed the commotion all seemed to be about a man of some kind, looking closer she saw Bruno in the heart of it. One of the guards had seemingly lifted him up by the hair and was pulling him about somewhat horridly as another started to beat his stomach again. She called out to him as if she might do something, or even as if she was hugely worried about him; she was, but Yuki didn’t like seeing anyone suffer it just made it worse if she knew them personally.
One of the guards from the other side of the fence noticed her at the barrier and walked up to her, demanding that she get back to work, but she shook her head fiercely. None of the guards on her side were near enough to be signaled of the mouse like woman and so this man had to do something.
The guard opened the gate and dragged her through by the scruff of the neck and pulled her down towards the others.
“This girl seems to want to do the same work as the men…” He said throwing her to the ground at the same time as Bruno was tossed down to the dirt; he was beaten through from what Yuki could tell as blood was dribbling down from his mouth and nose.
She had no time to argue with the guard about what she did or didn’t want to do.
The squeaky toned guard gave her a smirk, “I think we could have her making mud bricks out of clay and wheat…”
“Isn’t she the one the Sergeant took a likin’?” Another rather bloodied up guard asked crossing his arms.
“Hmm, either way, she’ll be taking on brick making in the four hours of sleep she was meant to be getting.” The first guard said to the other putting his hand up to his face in thought.
“I’ll do anything you want, as long as you let this poor man rest, I can tend to him using my own rations, then you’ll have two fully able workers…” Yuki said getting up onto her hands and knees, she’d had just about enough of being literally pushed around and into the dirt, and she couldn’t stand this at all.
“You’ll do anything will ya?” The squeaky guard raised his eyebrow and gave her a smirk.
A choked silence fell upon Yuki’s lips for a moment until she was able to open her mouth and speak with courage. “Anything that I must…” She said firmly as she looked up at the men.

Bruno mentally cursed himself. He officially declared him the biggest idiot on the face of the earth. Why couldn't he keep his stupid mouth shut? The guards pulled him up by the hair and kept punching him while a few more others had taken out their taser guns. The shock jolted him painfully around so he twitched every other second, which only encourged them to inflict more pain on to him.

Anger stirred inside Bruno. Anger at the guards, but mostly anger at himself. He was strong, he should ba able to fight these bastards back, but there was too many of them. Bruno did manage to punch the squeaky one in the face, and that did make him a little happier. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Yuki. He tried to turn toward her and motion for her to go away, but his body wouldn't allow him. The guards apparently noticed her and he was thrown into the dirt and at the same time she was thrown on the ground. The soldiers started to speak about someone liking her, but he was confused. He started to cough out his blood and he tried to wipe the rest off of his face. "You'll do anything will ya?" he heard squeaky squeak, which appeared to have caught Yuki off guard. "Anything I must." she replied firmly. Then Bruno understood. "Noo." Bruno croaked, hoping she would hear him.

Liao looked around a quickly found the printer. He reprinted everything he could find after he had changed imporant details, locations, names and adresses. He started with China but continued going until he was afriad of staying to long. Then he printed a fake letter adressed to a Mr. Chin which was the last name of the old man, which he hoped would be enough since he niether knew the mans given name or rank. After typing up fake letter linking him to a consipracy to give away key locations of miltary positions he took it a droped in on the floor in the main room and locked the doors and went back to work. He had to work quick to make up for lost time but the risk to him was well worth saving those on the lists he was able to change and if he was able to get the other old man in trouble the guards would have no choice but to give him control of all Mandarin language records. However succesful he was being in his current plans he began to feel gulity about how he had not been able to think of a way to Yuki or Brurno or make progress toward his escape.

Yuki looked back at Bruno and shook her head; she knew what she had agreed to. She knew, also, that it was best to take whatever may come now; she had the same dream as the man lying in the dirt, kicked and beaten, to see the one(s) that he had cared for. She had to help him do that, not just for Bruno but for his sister. Plus, in a way Bruno and Liao were her first real friends in a while, even if they hadn’t known each other longer than a day. She cared for them as if they had been with her longer and the only way to show that under these harsh conditions was not through slipped words, but in actions.
Standing there, the look in the depth of Yuki’s soft brown eyes being both of understanding in what she had done and all at once, in the ability to perhaps help Bruno through it, the fact she knew it was likely that without this sacrifice he may not live longer than a week with kinds of things that could have been done to him.
“Shut-up you…!” The squeaky man yelled as he kicked Bruno down, hard in the chest, it wasn’t quite hard enough to break his ribs, but it felt as if they were bruised.
“Well, girly, since you’ve stepped forward with this offer,” said a rather deep voiced guard, so deep he sounded more like a walking, booming, bass box. He put his hand up to his chin to think for a moment, pouting his lips out and flaring his nostrils. “We’ll let your little friend off, for now. But next time it won’t be as simple as selling off your virtue.” The mans menacing stare filled Yuki with a cold terror that bounced through her body and made the hair on the back of her neck stand on edge. The run of panic filled her heart as it began to pump incredibly fast. The guards all started to laugh as their twisted natures seemed to seep through and into the already blurred lines.
It wasn’t any more than a minute before they all started to walk off, giving her the ability to help Bruno up and get him to some place to rest.
“I know this is a stupid question, but, are you ok?” Yuki asked as she knelt down by him, looking at the small wounds and large bruises, she tried to hide her overwhelming fear and riveting shock by being tentative and caring as was in her nature, but through those soft eyes it was plain to see her sadness.





Lauren gave a sigh and shook her head. She was completely unsure about all this, but if this Jake fellow didn't think she'd already been in enough danger being a girl on her own in the wilderness where scouts looked for rebels and defenders like herself, then he might have been more dumb than she thought. Just being a mere loner was dangerous a lot, but she wasn't going to mention the gun hidden in her large black bootleg, or the fact she could kick butt like a tai chi master, having perfect balance almost all the time with her intense training. It would have been weird for her to say, 'Oh by the way, I'm a freedom fighter, a rebel, someone who usually gets into these places and frees people...' So she didn't say it, though it was on the tip of her tongue, melting there as if it were at once just going to fall away.
"Well, come on then, if you can't walk I can drag you by the arms..." She said in her sarcastic tone, though there was a hint of truth behind it.

"Well aside from getting the crap beat out of me on my first day in a concentration camp, I feel just peachy." Bruno smirked. "Well what about you, Yuki? You just agreed to have sex with the bastard!" Bruno exclaimed looking at her incredulously. I mean yeah, he was almost killed, but Bruno was tough and he knew he would get out of it somehow. What really amazed him though, was that here was Yuki, who he had barely known for a day, doing so much to protect him! She offered her virtue just to save his life, and Bruno knew he would never forget that. No one had ever done so much for Bruno in his life, and he would always be extremly grateful toward her.

OOC: Do any of you read Twilight or plan to see the movie? I have a really big obsession with it, and it would be cool to have someone to talk to about it. I saw the midnight showing this morning, and it was AMAZING! It was very similar to the book.