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Leona Inoa

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a character in “Banishment”, as played by Anraee

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๏ผฆ๏ผต๏ผฌ๏ผฌ ๏ผฎ๏ผก๏ผญ๏ผฅ
      Leona Inoa

๏ผฎ๏ผฉ๏ผฃ๏ผซ๏ผฎ๏ผก๏ผญ๏ผฅ(๏ผณ)
      Lea|| The people who know her call her Lea, due to her real name. She doesn't really like to be called it but she could live with it if she has to.
      Ina|| Her little sister was the only one allowed to actually call her that. Besides that she doesn't let anyone else call her it. Its a special nickname she has, so no one is allowed to call her that except her sister.
      Whisper|| Its was a code name she was given when she was in her high school years. She knows a lot of things that most people wouldn't want her to know about for their own secretive purposes.

๏ผง๏ผฅ๏ผฎ๏ผค๏ผฅ๏ผฒ
      Female

๏ผก๏ผง๏ผฅ
      23

๏ผณ๏ผฅ๏ผธ๏ผต๏ผก๏ผฌ๏ผฉ๏ผด๏ผน
      Bisexuals.




"Honey, you need to her your life together"




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๏ผจ๏ผฅ๏ผฉ๏ผง๏ผจ๏ผด
      Lea is only 5'3 people tend to think that because of her shortness she can easily be able to be taken of? Its the complete opposite but she used her shortness as an advantage. Since people don't tend to suspect her when it comes to do things she can easily get any with things she really shouldnt be. That's why she likes it so much. Height doesn't matter much for her at all.
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๏ผท๏ผฅ๏ผฉ๏ผง๏ผจ๏ผด
      For her shortness her weight matches it. She is a tiny little thing and only weights 107lbs. People comment about it and she hates it. Don't talk about it and we won't have problems. Don't judge her by her weight either she will amaze you when it comes to stereotypes with short and tiny people.

๏ผจ๏ผก๏ผฉ๏ผฒ ๏ผฃ๏ผฏ๏ผฌ๏ผฏ๏ผฒ
      Lea hands a rather unusual hair color when you look at it. It is a pale blue color. A lot of people think its weird because that's her natural hair color. She could care less about it. Her hair is thick and wavy. She likes taking care of it. It falls down her should just a bit! And the color compliments her skin tone.

๏ผฅ๏ผน๏ผฅ ๏ผฃ๏ผฏ๏ผฌ๏ผฏ๏ผฒ
      She was born with odd colored eyes. The outline is midnight black but the middle is a bright purple. Some people say that's how she allured victims. But she doesn't really know why. Its simply just eyes to hee. Anyone could be born with them if its in the genetics. Although she does like her eyes she doesnt like the attention she gets from it and we are s hazel colored contacts over them, so most people don't know her natural eye color.

๏ผณ๏ผซ๏ผฉ๏ผฎ ๏ผด๏ผฏ๏ผฎ๏ผฅ
      Pale.

๏ผง๏ผฅ๏ผฎ๏ผฅ๏ผฒ๏ผก๏ผฌ ๏ผก๏ผฐ๏ผฐ๏ผฅ๏ผก๏ผฒ๏ผก๏ผฎ๏ผฃ๏ผฅ
      As before she stands at 5'3. She's slightly shorter than the average person but doesn't mind it too much anyway. She liked the height in all honesty. She has more of an oval shaped head with chubby cheeks when you pull when. Casting down from her face is her hair. Its a pale blue coming down her head in a heap of waves. Its thick and she actually has to put a lot of effort in trying to put it into the normal braid she puts it in! She hates for her to be in her face so its normally in a high ponytail and braided. When she just has it in a ponytail the hair tickles her necks and she doesn't like it. For her eyes both are pierced and she wears hoops in them. She isn't a fan of any other type so she either had her hoops in or nothing one or the other. Lea had bright purple eyes for the most part. They attract a lot of attention so she normally covers then up with her contacts. Its easier for her to concentrate that way. Her body is petite and tiny. She hates it but it comes as an advantage at times. It makes it easy for her to get away from bad situations and she isn't easily noticed. Her clothing usually has to do with black. Normally wearing clothes that are dark and skin tight. She is known for wearing leather skirts. She liked them so she wore them a lot. When you look at her from the outside she seems to be a grown looking child and she likes to keep I like it.



"Life is a blissfulk thing if you know what you're doing with it."



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      Leona in any persons eyes seems like a very odd type of person. Her looks mainly cast her off but the way she tends to act towards other people also makes her eem like a very odd type of person. She cant really explain it, but that is kind of how she is. When she is around other people she will just look at a person for the longest period of time. She likes to study people and she will do it quietly. Looking the person dead straight in the eye. Sometimes she does it for =fun while other times she does it when he is generally curious about a person. Especially when that person scary looking in her eyes. But once she begins to talk to you, she is a bit less odd. But she is rather blunt about things. She doesn't sugar coat unless it comes to young children. She doesn't really like to

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      โ™ฅCatching Lies|| She has always found it quite funny when someone lies and they get caught up in it. Watching someone go through so many ordeals to actually keep themselves from getting caught. Its entertaining to a completely different level. She loves it and often teases others trying to catch their own lie.
      โ™ฅMusic|| She likes to move to the beat of the drums. She often goes to clubs to party and looking for people and having fun. She often disappears through the night and gets caught up in other things besides that. No matter where she goes she loves music especially jazz. It entertains her and is calming to a different aspect.
      โ™ฅToying Around|| She loves to mess around with people. Especially when it comes to other peoples emotions. She had no problem doing it either. She tends to do through lots of different guys and could care less about it. She is carefree and doesn't like to be held down by people.
      โ™ฅCausing Problems|| No one ever said she was a good girl right? She doesn't play by the supposed rules that she is suppose to. She could care less about that. Lea does what she wants when she wants unless you're trying to be a pain in her ass. Often times she escapes from the cops when things get out of hand. Her rules are slightly different than the ones of the law.
      โ™ฅSweets|| A lot of people love to eat sweets and she is one of them. She won't just openly tell you that, since she doesn't trust easily. But sweets are something she does enjoy quite a bit.
      โ™ฅElectronics|| She always knew her way with electronics. She learned how to hack and was good at doing it two. She was fascinated with that type of stuff. She didn't seem like the type that would be, but she was. And she knew how similar most of them were to each other.

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      โœ–Children|| They are something that holds you back. They can't ever keep their own mouth shut and always want attention. It isn't something she wants to deal with at all. She would rather pass on that type of stuff instead. Its just not her cup of tea.
      โœ–Disgusting Odors|| When something smells gross get it away from her. She doesn't like to smell it and if its around her long enough she will go off. She doesn't tolorate that type of stuff since is gross. Its the smell is coming from another person she will go off about hygiene. To her is something everyone needs to have for her own sanity.
      โœ–Cold Food|| She doesn't like things that are cold to enter her mouth! Its as simple as that and she things its gross. She always has to have her things warm. Everything. Its just something she has about her that she can't fix. Its very very to everyone but that's what she doesn't like at all.
      โœ–Being Caught|| No in in their right mind would actually like to be caught doing something they shouldn't be doing including Lea. She doesn't get caught that easily and when she does it is usually because the person was too determined to figure it out. Even as a kid she wasnt easily caught with her family. She seems like the good child in a lot of cases. Although they did expect her to have something to do with a problem but had no facts to prove it.

๏ผด๏ผก๏ผฌ๏ผฅ๏ผฎ๏ผด๏ผณ
      โœดHacking|| This was a pleasure for her to do to say at the least. She adored doing it and often hacked just for fun! Although she did start out doing to for fun she began to use it for things she shouldn't have been. Hacking into systems, stealing money messing up sites! Lea did a lot of things she honestly shouldn't have when it came to hacking. She crashed websites and stole money countless times for herself. She held no shame in doing it and even felt bad doing it. The people she stole from never gave away money and had money to support themselves and 12 other families. She found it greedy and wants them all to pay for it. They deserved to pay for what they did. Families on end wouldnt be able to eat meals a day and they it there thinking how to get more money. She was ashamed of them and she wanted to pay them back. She took money and gave it to the poor. She did it out of her own kindness although she didn't appear to be at all. Her acts of hacking sites and electronic for money continued for years. Her acts ended up even getting put into the news. It became very bad and people ended up desperately searching for the person guilty for the charges.

๏ผฆ๏ผฌ๏ผก๏ผท๏ผณ
      โ–ถLying|| Lea lies about a lot of things. She doesn't give off anything about heraelf so she lie.

๏ผฆ๏ผฅ๏ผก๏ผฒ๏ผณ
      Answer here.



"Sticks and stones my break my bones, but words will hurt me .



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๏ผฆ๏ผก๏ผญ๏ผฉ๏ผฌ๏ผน
      Mother//Dead as of 5 years ago.
      Father//Dead as of 5 years ago.
      Grandmother//Alive at age 73
      Oldest Brother//Dead at age 21
      Twin Brother//Alive at age 23
      Little Sister//Alive at age 12

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      Leona grew up in a poor family. She didn't have much as a child but her parents did all they could for their children. She was the middle child of 7 other children in her family. Some of them she didn't even know personally at all. She only grew up with 3 other of her siblings not knowing the other 3 she even had. It was most likely due to the fact that they had already graduated from high school by the time she was even born. She was born into a rather cruel family. When it came to surviving in the family everyone had to fend for themselves even as small children. Her mother would tell her and her other siblings to go out into the streets and beg for money. She honestly hated it. She would stand outside for hours in the blazing sun just to have someone barely give her ay money. But the money she did get her mom told her to keep and that was what she would have to live off of. She lived in a shack in the middle of a big city. She would never tell someone the same of it in fear that someone who came from there would know exactly who she is.
      Everything started to become different once she finally entered high school. She got involved with things she shouldn't have at all. But even then she wasn't till out on the streets looking for money. No one really knew who she was and she stayed to herself. A lot of different things happened to her around that time. Majority of them weren't good at all. She began to gambled and stay out late looking for people who were drunk. She couldn't even count the amount of time she was almost and actually was sent into a detention center. All of that really didn't matter for her. She simply was trying to provide for herself and her siblings. They barely had a place to stay and her getting a job at her age and how she looked was nearly impossible for her. So instead she went out and did things she shouldn't have don't at all. She stole money and took advantage of people who didn't know what they were doing at all. If you ever asked her she would always say she didn't regret any of it. She stole countless times giving it to the people who needed it besides her family. Some people gave her the man Mad Woman because of it. But when you actually get to think about it. Wouldn't you do the same thing? You mooched off of people for a long period of time so what was so different about it right now? Was it the fact that that person had money while she didn't. Life is a bitch and she would summarize it in any other type of way.
      Problems didn't really occur til she was 18. That was the hardest point in time for her. It seemed so horrible, she got caught up in way worse things than she ever should have in her whole. There was a lot that went down. She tied into it in a way she really wished she shouldn't have. Murder, sex, lies all tied into it in ways she really regretted. She wanted to take it all back and figure this out. But when she thought of it she really couldnt. She had stolen gotten money out of a very high leveled person that she never should have. The guy ended up remembering the night she ha spent with her and he had messed her life up. She receive threats for the money she had taken, but she didn't have it. Soon after her parents were found dead She was the only one who actually had know about it. It wasnt something she really liked to talk about at all. Once everything settled down she watched the death of her won brother. That moment scarred her forever. Now she just seems to be a heartless person when it comes to a lot of things. Its too much to thin about. So naturally her mind shut the whole thing out.


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Leona Inoa's Story

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These last few days had been rather busy for Echo, she had gone from living in a closet sized room to being enclosed in a space bigger than she knew what to do with; been tried and found guilty for existing, and was now on some sort of large metal moving thing that zipped across the country at one hundred miles an hour to take them to the Outlands. The metal tin was silver on the outside, the inside seats a plush blue. The little thing was busy bouncing around, sometimes crawling under chairs and other times standing on top of a seat to look out the window. They had not bothered to hand cuff Echo as she currently did not pose any threat to them. Unlike the adults who could cause tons of damage. The two guards seemed to enjoy watching Echo's antics until the big metal tin came to a screeching stop on the rails and she almost went flying off of the seat, then one of them yelled at her to sit down.

She crossed the space, grumbling and sitting beside her creator, Alastair. Echo fiddled with the buttons on her new jacket, suddenly bored now that she had to sit down. A loud noise rumbled outside, possibly thunder that was close by, and caused the girl to scream. She had never heard such a noise and it was far too loud for her sensitive senses. Echo ducked under the seat, plugging her ears with her fingers in order to block out the sound. She glanced down at her new boots, still not used to the sensation of shoes on her feet. The girl had been outfitted for their expedition to the outside. The government wasn't merciless, they gave banished citizens the tools they would need to survive for at least a week but after that they were on their own.

So Echo had gotten new shoes and a set of clothing that wasn't an over sized tee shirt. She was currently adorned in a pair of pants, brown boots, a long sleeved shirt and a fuzzy pink coat with bunny ears that were sewn onto the hood. The backpack she was supposed to take was sitting on the seat, an ugly brown satchel filled with protein bars, water, and food that could be heated with nothing more than air. To Echo it was like magic as she did not understand the concepts of science and chemical reactions. "Are we almost there?" The girl poked her head out from under the seat to question Alastair although she doubted he had the answer. Normally Alastair knew everything but these past few days she had hardly gotten to see the man and when she had he didn't hold any of the keys to her questions. "Echo does not like this noise," another round of thunder made her scream and she plugged her fingers in her ears once more.

Finally the train stopped and the guards stood, stretching from sitting hunched over for so long and informing the prisoners to stand. Echo grabbed her bag, shrugging the too big satchel over her shoulder. The short girl was forced to drag it and stumbled over the pack twice before reaching the door. She was raring to get off of this train and taste freedom. For years Echo had lived in a crate with hardly any room to stretch but now she was finally going to see the outside! She glanced nervously between the guards and Alastair. There were several others on the machine with them, but Echo had avoided them. One was particularly scary looking lady with red hair and eyes that held an expression of contempt. The others consisted of a blonde who did not seem bothered by any of this, and a girl with the most exotic looking eyes Echo had ever seen.

An oxygen tank was threaded through her belt. Echo put the mask on her head, but had no idea what to do after that. One of the guards sighed and knelt down to adjust it, bringing the piece over her mouth and nose. It was uncomfortable and so the girl pulled it down so it was hanging like a necklace. "Welcome to the Outlands," one of the peace keepers moved out of the way as the door opened, revealing a barren wasteland with crippled buildings in the distance. The ground was dry and scorched of any grass, cracks in the earth informing them that water had not passed through this unrevitalized area in quite some time. At the sight of this world, Echo drew back. This was not the beautiful place she had imagined; the trees were dead and withering, the oxygen so thin it was making her head spin. She turned back, going to where Alastair was and grabbing onto his pant leg as if that would provide her protection. "Echo wants to go back." She whispered as the guards prodded them forward, one stood by the door, the other turning on some sort of stick so that it buzzed with electricity.

"Alright, everybody off!"

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Surprising what people do in court. He had calmly went through all the trials, being very interested in them, in fact. Add that as a bit of knowledge to his book. It was fun to see how the lawyers reacted toward such a hard case. The one where they convicted Echo was fascinating, as they threw the topic back and forth. They were so puzzled over her case it was hilarious. It was probably the first time they had encountered such a odd case before, and it was definitely worth seeing. They were speeding to what would be their prison in a silver tin, speeding toward the Outlands. He was extremely impressed by how technology had advanced so quickly, while he is skilled in the various science topics, he wasn't so good at making gadgets and wires come to life. Alastair leaned back in his blue seat in a relaxed pose, one handcuffed hand propping his head up as he calmly watched Echo in her antics. Running around and crawling under chairs, how his experiment had turned out amused him greatly. He was expecting something without a mind or voice, not even a personality. What he got however, was something he wouldn't consider a complete success, but good nonetheless. Sometimes science didn't even adhere to its own rules.

Then, the vehicle came to a screeching stop, and he lurched forward in his chair, reaching one hand out instinctively to stop Echo from falling before noticing that she wasn't beside him anymore. Thankfully, she was relatively unscathed as he regarded her critically from his side of the tin when she crossed over to sit next to him again. He would get extremely upset if his precious doll was dented in some way. She seemed to be the one he had to work with, at least for the time being that he couldn't make more subjects. "Are you hurt?" He queried, in case he missed something out, when thunder rumbled in the distance as she crawled under the chair, screaming. A small know formed between his eyebrows. Of course, he had not thought about the fact that she had to get used to the environment outside yet, so she would be as sensitive as a newborn child would be to this world, sensing most things for the first time. It was something he never considered before, assuming that he would keep her in the lab for the most part.

He looked at his own outfit subconsciously when he saw Echo regard hers, looking down at the sterile white with some satisfaction. He had successfully persuaded them to let him keep his lab coat, so he was dressed in all white, the coat flapping at his knees. He wore a pair of white jeans as well, along with a pair of sneakers. Old habits die hard, and he was still used to being clothed in white most of the time. He was probably easily recognizable, the white on his body and even his hair could be spotted from a distance away, but frankly he could care less. It gave him a sense of peace really, when he still felt that he was in the lab and ready to work. He could do nothing about the satchel though, one filled with food and proteins that would react chemically with air. There were some chemical reactions which caused burning when in contact with air, such as the concept the reaction hydrogen had with oxygen. He accidentally set the lab on fire by making an balloon filled with hydrogen explode in the air, but he had never tried to cook food with them. How science has progressed.

"Are we almost there?" He was snapped out of his musings momentarily when Echo asked him that, poking her head out from under the chair. "I... Don't know." It irked him greatly that he had to admit to that fact, but the happenings recently have been completely out of his grasp. It was irritating, but a good experience to learn nevertheless. "Echo does not like this noise." "I. I do not like this noise." He corrected her patiently while studying the other occupants of the transport vehicle. He wasn't able to study them for as long as he liked however, as the vehicle came to a stop and the guards stood up to lead them out into the wasteland. He was given an oxygen tank, which he threaded through his belt with a sigh, pulling the mask over his nose and mouth. It wasn't so different from the surgical masks, so he was more used to it.The place was much worse than he expected however, with the cracked ground and withered trees. Yet again, he didn't have high hopes from what he'd heard of that place either.

"I. It's I want to go back." Despite the fact that the situation they were in was a rather dire one, Alastair didn't hesitate to correct his subject yet again as she gripped his pant leg. At least she was adapting pretty well to the lack of oxygen the their climate, so the improved lung capacity must had some effect on her ability to survive. It was his silent victory.

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___Imaget was with a whisper that Queen Demetria's life took a turn for it's worst. After the jury had claimed she was guilty she had been taken to a prison cell where the guards despite having served her for more than three years treated her as if she was but a lowly thief. The contempt in their hearts was pathetic. The kingdom would surely fall without her guidance, and with how corrupt everyone in parliament was Aliea gave them three months at best before a revolution was in store.

'My kingdom....' she thought regrettably and wondered if attempting to murder the king was a bit of an over-reaction. Thinking back on it, even if she did have his child she could have passed the responsibility to another. Ah, but what if the child grew hateful? It's resentment muffled by duty, and then one day it explodes and takes the kingdom down with it? 'I do not regret what I did,' although, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt somewhere in her heart. The king while ignorant and quite stupid, was an okay man. He wasn't mean, nor was he haughty, but his weakness was his lack of knowledge.

Queen Demetria was then brought rudely out of her musings when the train came to a stop and a little girl with purple gray hair almost flew out of her seat, thus causing the guards to yell at her. Now that was the reason why she never wanted to have children. They were too innocent, too wild, and too aggravating. Never knowing when to stop or what consequences their actions may have. And while it is true that Aelia was once a kid she didn't have a choice of being born. It was her parent's and they took responsibility for their actions. Something which she didn't want to do.

The child then proceeded to seat herself and asked the boy next to her a question, and while not particularly caring what was being said she wondered what the relationship between the two of them were. The boy was much too young and the child much too old for it to be possible parental relationship. Although, there were more oddities than that in the world, and an example as such would be his hair. It was purple but not vividly so for it held an undertone of silver which seemed to dominate it's mass. And similar to his hair his eyes were a purple color too but Aelia couldn't be too sure because his gaze was in a perpetual state of squinting. 'I wonder....'

And as the boy began to correct the child's pronouns Aelia noticed another boy with strikingly yellow hair that reminded her of the garden she left behind at the castle. It was styled in a way that if she had been a common girl the mere sight of him would have had her falling, but she wasn't and thus she found it quite disturbing. Too bright was it in contrast to the dreary outside world. And as if he were the personification of nature itself his blue eyes were the sky that the sun seemed to settle in.

But even the sun sets and underneath she had an inkling that he was tired. After all she wore the same expression, although much more openly.

Last but not least was a girl with pale blue hair and rather boring hazel eyes. Her skin was porcelain, and there was a rather odd disposition to her. It was abnormal to say the least, as if there was something she wasn't showing.

Finally the train stopped and as it did so the loud voice rose above the silence, "Welcome to the Outlands." The guards then began to fasten oxygen masks on their faces, but threaded it through the loops of their belt. It was uncomfortable, but if it meant surviving Aelia could deal with it.

The train door then opened a man turned on a taser making sure not to point it at anyone person, but to show it's presence as a tactic of intimidation. It was working, but it wasn't as if she had any thoughts of running away either. "Alright, everybody off!" and so she did.

As her foot touched burnt ground she had to close her eyes. Before it was as if everything she had gone through since her trail had been a nightmare, but as she reached the end point it was a bit much. Taking a big gulp of oxygen she opened her eyes and schooled her expression into that of indifference. The fight to survive was about to start, and she for one wasn't going to die because others thought her to be weak. No, they would be the ones rolling in their grave.




    OOC: I'll edit it even more tomorrow.

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XXXXXAnd to think it had all started with a pocket watch. A single goddamn pocket watch. Not even a nice one, no. He didn't even have the dignity of knowing, sure, he was going to his death, but at least it was for something valuable. Instead, what he was going to die for was a single, rusted, dented, dingy, worth-nothing pocket watch. He couldn't help but wonder if this was some kind of poetic justice. After all, he'd pulled off better heists than that one for things worth a hell of a lot more. But it's the stupid pocket watch he got busted for? Maybe he's been wrong his whole life. Maybe there was some kind of cosmic force lording over his actions, punishing wrong-doings. But he couldn't see how that would make any sense, considering the greatest thieves of all were rewarded every day of their lives, perched high in the marble mansions, sucking away on their silver spoons.

XXXXXLeon could only sigh softly at his fate--almost in a bored fashion--leaning against the side rail of the corner seat he had chosen and promptly been cuffed to. The ride had been silent for the most part, the other passengers seemingly in a quiet contemplation of their own sorry fates. All except for one girl, just a little thing with strangely colored bright red eyes and silver hair. She was silent for a majority of the ride as well, but likely certainly not in contemplation. Small as she was, the guards hadn't cuffed her to any chair, and Leo watched, bemused, as she scurried about from seat to seat. She reminded him of an excitable child, much like the orphans he knew on the street. As he thought this, his mind couldn't help but wander back to those children. Often, he would steal food for them; he remembered how it felt to starve. He wondered if they would manage to survive without him. He was torn from his reveries by a shout from one of the guards. Glancing up, he saw the strange girl grumbling as she moved back to her seat. He recalled the jarring stop they had come to moments before; she must have fallen. There was silence for a few blissful moments, then a rumbling outside, and a scream inside. Leo winced, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. He hated when people screamed. It drew too much attention. The girl only had enough time to ask the man beside her a question before there was more rumbling and, sadly, more screaming. It ceased eventually, and the train was silent once more. Leo took the opportunity to observe the rest of the passengers he was doomed to die with.

XXXXXHe started with the male the young girl had spoken too. He didn't seem too concerned with the going-ons, calmly observing the girl's antics. He couldn't quite pinpoint their relationship, but he settled on a vague care-taker one. After all, the man seemed to be slightly concerned with the girl's screaming, and he spent time correcting her grammar, but at the same time, Leo felt an air of detachment. In fact, everything about the man screamed "distant," from his stark white attire to his cold gaze. But somehow, Leo could tell he was intelligent. He would make a useful ally, but he wasn't sure having the man on his side would be worth having to carry the child along as well. And in this death sentence, he knew he wouldn't have the opportunity to reflect back on his moral choices.

XXXXXHis eyes drifted to a head of dark red hair and the harsh eyes beneath it. The woman he was staring at was beautiful, certainly, and she held herself, even handcuffed to a chair and condemned to death, with poise. Her entire appearance was regal, lovely. But her eyes held his interest. He cocked his head slightly, examining the cold, calculating glances she was throwing about the train. This was the Queen, he knew instantly. The others had gotten trials, but he had none. A mere street urchin, a dirty thief, he hadn't even been granted that right, merely thrown to the wolves. So his crime had occurred much later than the others. And before he had been caught, he heard whispers on the wind of the royal treason.

XXXXXIt stunned him, being in her presence. Not because she was nobility, the Queen, and him a dirty peasant. Not because she was radiant as all the stories told her to be. No, because she was there. Just like him. It astounded him that, at the very least, he was equal in status to her royal highness. So it was true. Everybody equaled out in the end. A mirthless chuckle, nearly soundless, escaped his lips at the thought.

XXXXXFinally, there was one other girl. The first thing his eyes landed on was her hair. Then, they dropped down to her expression. She looked bored, perhaps more bored than him and the white-dressed man combined.

XXXXXBefore he could think any more about the girl's expression, the train came to a halt. Was this it? The oxygen mask being placed around his face told him yes. The tank was threaded through his belt, urgency evident as he was pushed towards the exit. He stepped out eagerly onto the barren land, ignoring the guards and their petty intimidation tactics, glad to be out of the suffocating tin can. As the scorched landscape entered his sight, a smile couldn't stop itself from worming its way across his face. Yes, there was a certain freedom in death.

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Echo turned to look at Alastair, clearly not pleased with the fact that he was correcting her. She knew of her speech problems, but Echo was never supposed to talk and so she had to learn to speak from listening to other scientists converse. He didn't seem to be paying attention though, something was clearly bugging him and it made Echo nervous. "Is everything alright?" She asked, tugging on his pant leg again. It was obvious that Alastair wasn't pleased with something or another and Echo braced herself to be punished for some minor infraction. Echo was pulled away from him suddenly and she struggled, suddenly in the grip of the guards. She was booted out of the train and onto the cracked earth, dirt clinging to her previously clean jacket.

Echo stood and cursed under her breath, using every bad word she had ever overheard in the lab. She pulled the hood up on her rabbit sweatshirt and huffed indigently, the action making her head suddenly spin from the lack of oxygen in the atmosphere. While Echo could breath just fine, there wasn't enough air for her to feel like she could take a deep breath and so she had to take short, rapid breaths in order to keep her head on right. The guard that had thrown her out gestured to put the oxygen mask on, but Echo simply stuck her tongue out at him and turned around, waiting for Alastair.

As she watched the shimmer at the edge of what looked to be a city in the distance, Echo noticed a pair of eyes staring back at her. Curious she took a step forward, squinting in an attempt to get a better look but the yellow orbs blinked and were gone. "What was that?" Echo wondered and began to walk. She had taken a few more steps before remembering her creator and turning back. "Let's go, Echo wants to see the city." She trudged back to the silver haired man, a bit impatient, Echo was finally free of that underground room and she was going to spend as much time as possible exploring the world she had never gotten to know.

The other three were thrown off the train as well, the creepy blond, the girl with amazing eyes, and the scary lady that reeked of blood. Once they were off the door to the train closed and the metal tube zipped away. Echo picked up her fallen bag and went to hide behind Alastair. She didn't realize these other people would be them and Echo didn't like it. Especially the lady with the red hair and eyes, she scared Echo. Her stomach growled but Echo ignored it, she had grown used to the feeling of hunger and was certain that Alastair would be mad if she ate now as they would have to save their food for the journey ahead.