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located in The Dome, a part of Cultured for the Humans, one of the many universes on RPG.

The Dome

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Character Portrait: Emma Character Portrait: Leah Character Portrait: Thomas Character Portrait: Adam
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Adam

"What are you doing here?"
"Are you trying to avoid their questions?"


"I often try to avoid questions, but it seems they find me anyway." The corners of his eyes crinkled as he smiled, trying to determine her reaction to his teasing. He assumed she would be curious too, it written in every human's DNA to be. He could see it in every emotion that splashed across her face. Should he tell her? He wondered. Of course he should tell everyone but despite her allure, he hadn't yet determined if he could trust her. At this point determining who he could trust was detrimental to his continued survival and those he had already confided in.

His smile quickly turned into a frown, his eyes clouded by a dark haze which wasn't uncommon for him these days. He ran a hand over his chin, feeling the stubble scratch against his fingertips. No matter how hard the Carers tried to make him look clean shaven, it seemed the hair there just grew too fast.

"It's tiring, answering questions that you don't have real answers too."

Adam, of course, was referring to the lies he was forced to tell about the Dome he had been "demoted" too. Sure he could spin a thousand fanciful tales and stories to pacify the crowds, but speaking those words as truth was horrifying...because it gave them a new hope and a new curiosity that was all put in the wrong place. It made them dream of transfer and fear demotion and not think of the world outside. It didn't make the Cultured question their reality, only reaffirmed their already established ideals.

"Adam…"
"Sorry, it's nothing."


"If you have questions ask. I may be tired, but I'm not a Carer. I'm not going to chastise you," His voice was quieter this time. It was hard to tell if a Carer was around. The last thing he needed was to be put under more surveillance than he already was. He nervously glanced around, doing his best to be subtle before finally laying his gaze back on the girl.

"Never stop asking questions, Emma."

That statement he knew was dangerous. It hinted at something to her and that could go horribly wrong or work in his favor. He mentally slapped himself for letting something so careless fall out of his mouth, but he couldn't take it back now and he wouldn't. He believed in that statement more than anything else.


Leah


"How...how are you? Are you...feeling alright?"

Thomas' voice put a smile on her face, as bright as ever. No, she wasn't feeling particularly swell and she was terrified but she didn't want to make him worry. He already appeared to be suffering from some sort of guilt, she could see it in his eyes whenever she looked at him. She didn't understand why he was seemingly distraught, but she wasn't about to increase those feelings by complaining about how tired and afraid she was. Leah figured it was best to be as happy as she ever was and with his freckled face around, it wasn't hard to pretend.

"Of course I'm alright. Just sleepy. Don't worry," Despite wanting to remain as positive, her voice shook a little at the end.

Her arms were bruising from all the needles these days, she had overheard one of the Carers worrying that she was going to become to anemic. Of course when she asked about it all they said was that it needed to be done in order to get the bad blood out and a moment of discomfort would be worth her health in the end. It was in these moments that Adam's stories, the ones Thomas had told her, would pop in her head. Not that they weren't always there, in the back of her mind, intruding into her everyday thoughts.

She was grateful to Thomas for telling her though, even if it all turned out to be stories and the Carers really were just removing bad blood.

Leah pressed her hands back into the grass and looked up at the ceiling of the Dome, for a moment she wondered what it would look like if the ceiling wasn't there. If she went outside and looked up, would it look the same as it did in the Dome? Or would their be something else? She didn't have a word for it, but she wished she did. If Adam's stories were true and he had really been outside, he would know. Maybe he would tell her if she asked, but right now that didn't seem important.

"You know the Carers, they're always concerned with all this bad blood I have," She laughed quietly, looking back at him with her ever present smile. "How are you, Thomas?"

She wished Thomas didn't look so grim around her. It was never that way before Adam came back, she almost wished she never had...because now she was questioning where she would be in a few months time. A few weeks? Days? How much time did she have left? Maybe she had forever, but now she spent more time thinking about it than she ever had before. Maybe that was why her friend looked so guilty and concerned all the time, but it wasn't his fault.