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Amanda Kent

I'm torn. It feels like the planes waiting on me, and I don't know weather to send it without me or not!

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a character in “Black Cat”, originally authored by Possibility, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Name: Amanda Kent
Nicknames: Amy
Age: 17
Black Cat Talent: I am very good on a computer. I mean really, really good. I hacked into my school interface and gave myself a week off in middle school. It just went up from there. I am also good at espionage.
Stress Factors: Well, I won't say that I have many issues in my two lives, but they cause issues to each other. See, I got offered a job down under- Australia! I have always wanted to go there, and its my dream job- I would get payed to hack into places! Well, the job description is 'penetration tester' to make sure that it is very hard to hack into banks and things. Its a bit nerdy, but its what I want to do. Its at this place called HackLabs. I don't want to leave the Black Cat though. Then there's the fact that my mom hates the Black Cats, because we are 'unlawful criminals who need to let the law handle what they are supposed to handle'.

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Likes: ]
[*] My friends
[*] Darkness
[*] Thrilling things (Thriller movies, roller-coasters)
[*] Hacking (It is a lot more fun than you would think)
[*] Swimming
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Dislikes:
  • Fish.
  • Getting caught
  • Boredom
  • Comedy movies.
  • Losing at anything
Fears: I have a small fear of heights- Aeroacrophobia, to be exact- that I cannot seem to shake. I know it's sort of irrational, after all, it's not like i have a fear of falling, I have a fear of the height. Even so, I just can't deal with being in the open at a height. It don't fear high places that are inclosed (that would be very stupid) but open high places just scare me to death.

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Personality: I would describe myself as a bold person, and I do not care what people think of me. I would go as far as to call myself a flirt, but I do not let that get in the way of my work. That's another thing, I am very hard working. I will not stop my work until I am done with it. I refuse to lose anything, and I am very competitive in everything. That's how I got into hacking- somebody at school challenged me, said he would give me a quarter if I could change the menu for the next week faster than him. I loved that quarter. I am also very loyal and that is why I cannot bring myself to take that job. I can't just up and leave my friends!

I am very fierce and I will let everyone see that. I keep my fears hidden because I want to come across as fearless and strong even when I am secretly very fearful. I am strong, I guess, in that I am a okay fighter, but I am very weak when it comes to the thought of losing my friends. I would say I am very different and odd. I love to be those things, though. I love to feel the shiver of fear down my spine, as long as it is not something that frightens me too much. That's why I love thriller movies. Other than that, I am also very friendly,once you get to know me. I am also very adventurous, if I do say so myself.

History: I was born into a middle-class family, and my dad skipped town when I was thirteen. My mom was heartbroken, and that was when I started to fend for myself. I protected her, and I made sure she was safe. That was when I joined the Black Cat, too. Eventually, mom got her act together, and sent me to school. I kept working on my hacking and soon I was one of the best. Mom and me bought a nice house in the 'burbs and we started to live a boring, stereotypical life. I hated it, still do. That's why I am so thankful for the Black Cat.
Though, it wasn't always like that. My dad made me the adventurous, crazy chick I am. Before he left, we would go downtown and just... explore. It was so nice. We would play cops and robbers, and I loved that game, even if he hated having to play forty times a day. We would prank each other and laugh. Then he was just... gone. He re-married some lady in Hawaii, left me and mom to ourselves. We had some tough times after that. First off, mom lost her job. She got another one soon after, but still. Then some imbecile robbed us, and the idiot ripped the last happy picture of all the family together. I wanted to kill him, but I'm not that kinda girl. Then our luck changed. Mom started dating someone really nice (it has only been a few months, but he is awesome) and just a week ago I got that job offer. I don't know what I should do about that. I can't up and leave my family, Black cat or otherwise, but it would be amazingly lucrative.
Other:

So begins...

Amanda Kent's Story

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Amanda walked into the home in front of her quickly. It was a warehouse, to e honest, but it was cool. Her friends were in there, her black-cat friends. The 'friends' she was at the mall with were all revlon-faced people from school she could care less about. "What's up!" She announced, walking over and falling down on the couch next to Rick. She pulled her baby out of her backpack. Her entireoutfit matched, including the bag. It was OCD, but oh well. The baby was an Apple MacBook Air she had saved all her money up for. It was a no-no for anyone to touch it, or look at it the wrong way. She turned it on with a flick of her fingers. "So what are we doin' today?"

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Leila took a long swig of her energy drink as the printer started spewing out a list of papers. Taking a side glance at the clock Leila kept on a shelf she couldn't help herself but to groan softly. It read 11:52 AM. Almost lunch time and Leila was still dressed in her pajamas.

Leila had woken up at about one o'clock in the morning from a particularly bad nightmare and knew she wouldn't be getting back to sleep. So instead she left a note to her dad saying she was going for a walk and wouldn't be back for a while. She did this all the time and her dad knew that she needed this personal time to try and forget about her bloody dreams. So at one in the morning Leila walked the long distance from her house to the Black Cat headquarters, only stopping at the gas station to pick of a pack of energy drinks and a donut. Flashing her ID card to the door she walked in without being questioned and immediately went to her little private office. Really it was just a closet which she'd sort of claimed for herself and set up her equiptment in., but sometimes she liked to thing of it as her private office.

And since then for the last nine or ten hours she had been making the criminal posters for the groups lastest seleted victims. Two women and five men with their common spots, adresses evidence and the crime they'd committed behind the back of justice. But Black Cat was the justice that followed behind and brought these criminals to the light. The printer quieted down and Leila realized it was done printing. Swallowing the last of her drink she crushed the can underneith her desk and tossed it into the bin along with the other twelve cans, all equally empty and crushed.

Standing up Leila stretched, holding her breath as her stiff muscles screamed in protest. Her chair still had the impression of her butt and Leila cracked a small smile, but was too exhuasted to laugh. Instead she rubbed her eyes and glanced at the mirror above her computer. Staring back was the face of a girl she saw very rarely. Her red hair was slightly unkempt, pulled back in a loose ponytail. Under her eyes were dark bags, only slightly hidden underneith a heavy layer of make up, which told the world exactly how much sleep she'd been getting lately. Leila tried to smile at her reflection but couldn't bring herself to do it and instead rubbed her bloodshot eyes.

Reatching down she picked up the papers, stapling them together in order as well as a few tacks. Steping towards the door Leila's legs gave out a little bit but she caught herself before she fell. Standing again she shook her head violently until her eyes swam and she had to steady herself. Then, unlocking the door she walked out into the comon room. Paying no mind to her friends who sat on the couches, chatting amongst themselves, she silently walked over to the mission board and tacked up the seven new targets. Stiffing a yawn she hesitated by the board, taking in the assignments, surveying them and processing what still needed to by done.

Then the moment passed and Leila forced herself the turn away. Sometimes she had to force herself to keep moving even if only not to collapse and fall into a deep sleep right there on the ground. Her sore eyes passed over the others on the couch, barely recognizing them, instead falling onto the cooler where drinks were usually kept. Shuffling over to it, still in her pajamas, she opened it and took an energy drink, popping the tab with a small hiss of contained carbon. Then taking a sip of it she relished the burning pleasent sensation as it spilled over her tongue and down her throat. That was better.

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Amanda stood up and grabbed a notepad, and walked over to the board, and started writeing things down. She wrote down nanes, fake names, adresses, phone numbers, everything. She walked back and sat down on the couch. She plugged in a throw-away phone and ran a progam on it, then typed in the number in the phone. The person would never hear the phone, but calling was nessisary. She tapped as she waited, the small screen flickering through her programs, so she could see them all at once. She stopped for a second, and saw the internet tab flick by, and she clicked it. The HackLabs page was open. She swallowed deeply and tapped on the mousepad, makeing the tabs flick by again. The program was done, and she would recive any calls from the person. She repeated that for all the people, then copied all of that into more throw-away phones. She held them out "Here, you'll get the calls from everyone on that list, and be able to listen in without them knowing" She smiled, throwing the phones onto the coffee table so everyone could get one and tucked her own into her pocket.

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"Hey Amanda," Rick said as she came in. She sat down and began doing her computer stuff. Rick wasn't about to pay attention and try to figure it out. He took a few more moments to let his thoughts linger in Maya before pulling back to reality. "I'm not sure. Got anything, Jack?" Rick asked him. He honestly hadn't given much thought to their next project. They always had a list, but some required more planning than others. "Let's just ask Chance," he said, but trailed off when she left the couch. She wrote a bunch of lists on the white board and pulled out some throw away phones. Rick was sorta confused, but when she explained what they were fore, he smiled. "Nice going," he said and took his phone.

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The boy threw the picture on his bed. It was one of him and his mother. He was 8 years old in that picture, and he had just one a lego building contest. He let out a big sigh and looked around his picture covered walls. He had everything there. It was a bit dangerous should his house get broken into, but he couldn't help it. The pictures were his life. His first raid, his first deal, girlfriends, childhood memories, everyone in the Black Cat. Although.. Some pictures were strange, they didn't fit with the others. Chance smiled and left his room just in time to hear what Amanda had said. "We can't keep these forever," he said as he picked one. "If anyone catches on, like the cops, we'd be dead," he said. From being at the station a lot, working on the cars, Chance knew just how much the police could find out about a person. These were a good idea for now, but it wouldn't last. Unless she could find a way to get them off the radar. Which was impossible. He sat down on the couch and kicked his feet up, idly flipping the phone in his fingers. "And Jack Red's keys aren't in my pocket," he said, keeping his eyes forward. He wasn't really looking at anything, but he seems deep in thought, as usual.

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CK was choosing not to join the party that occupied the couch area. Instead the girl laid down on the floor with her legs straight up against the counter. She heard what Amanda was yapping about and contented herself with making hand puppets, acting out Amanda and Rick. Her silent play ended in them biting each other's heads off. Just as she was beginning to grow bored with her self entertainment, Leila joined her in the kitchen, opening an energy drink. Ardic came over as well and began asking Leila if she was alright. once CK saw Leila's face her giddy mood disappeared. She looked tired. She must have had a rough night last night. Kendra smiled at her and let her legs flip over her head, doing a backwards somersault. She stood up and mocked a gymnasts landing. She then sauntered over to the couch. "Hey Elden," she said and sat away from Rick and Amanda. Her mood was back now that Leila had left her thoughts. She let her brown eyes settle on Jack once again. She was looking him like a hungry lion. She couldn't figure out which she would rather do right now, chew him out, scratch his eyes out or simply confess her love, then make love. The last thought surprisingly brought a bluch to her cheeks. She averted her eyes then, and slid off the couch, so her back was on the ground, but her legs were still on the couch. "Let's do something," she said, letting her hands drops on the bright red carpet.

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"Hey, you look tired. Are you going to be alright?"

Leila's mind had wandered away from her again, being pulled back to reality only by a familiar voice. She blinked a few times and looked up at Ardic, lines of worry crossing his face as he jammed his hands into the pockets of his coat. It was nice of him to care. Leila appreciated it, and showed her gratitude by forcing a small smile.

"Yeah, I just didn't get a lot of sleep last night. I'm fine."

This was probably Leila's most commonly said phrase. Her 'catch phrase' as some may call it. It was also her biggest lie too. But she was willing to suffer dishonesty and guilt if it meant keeping her nightmare safe from other people's ears. Saving other people's lives.

Like Maya's life.

Leila stood abruptly. She couldn't think of Maya right now. She was tired enough there was a high chance that if Maya came to mind Leila would break down and cry. Something that she refused to do. Tears were worthless and made you appear weak if you didn't have a good reason. As a policeman's daughter she took pride in her ability to silence her emotions, though she suspected that she could only control them because she was too tired to conjure them up.

Snapping out of her thought induced trance, Leila's eyes trailed over the room. Most everyone was here. Her bloodshot eyes targeting the cell phones that had been dropped on the coffee table, Leila carefully reached down and took one, tucking it into a pocket. Or at least, tried to. After a moment of two of searching for a pocket she glanced down and remembered she was wearing pajamas and had so pockets. Leila tucked it into her bra instead.

"Let's do something," CK interjected, the boredom in her voice giving away to agitation. Leila stared at her a moment like a zombie might, then turned away and walked to the board. Running her finger over the papers gently she came to rest on one printed in yellow paper. A group mission. Leila had always liked to color code and had a system for her missions. Different colors for solo missions, group mission, interrogation, retrieval and various other mission categories. Plucking the pin from the yellow packet she turned and set it on the table beside the cell phones.

"Maylin Street. There's an alley three blocks down where a bus is parked. Every Sunday a group of thugs meets up in the bus. There's been rumors of plots involving kidnapping and bribery." Taking a step back Leila had to stifle a yawn and blink a few times before she could speak again. "As far as I can tell they plan to pick up children and whisk them away here, then glld them for ransom. Once the parents have paid the kids will be knocked out and returned. The kids left over will be sold or killed."

"The law won't do anything because there hasn't been enough proof, but I hacked into the cameras in they alley and recorded their plan." Leila hated to bad mouth her father's occupation, but she would hate herself more if she left this plan go off without a hitch. "Best thing to do would be to destroy the bus. And if you guys are up for a fight, the group is meeting tonight. There's six guys total. We could round them up, destroy the bus and leave them there. Then I could tip off the police and have them there to arrest the criminals by daybreak."

With that Leila finished her drink and tossed the empty can in the trash bin, searching the cooler for her favorite drink and popping the top of her second favorite when she couldn't find one. "So guys, are you up for it?"

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Alex pulled his hood over his head as he neared the warehouse. His mom had taken away his car for a while because he had misread "YIELD". Who thought that it was a good idea to give a dyslexic guy a car in the first place? He walked in, just as Leila said, "So guys, are you up for it?" He closed the door with a genial smile. "Up for what?" he asked. "Sorry I'm late!"

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Amanda smiled, wiping away a fake tear "I'm proud, you cracked into cameras. Now I just need your amazing organization and planning skills and we could do each others jobs" she laughed lightly. "If the bus has a built-in navigational system, I can get into that- if it is connected to wifi, but most are. And some newer buses have a computer in the peddles to make sure they don't lurch to a stop- no seat-belts- that isn't connected to WiFi, but it is to the GPS, and if I can get into the GPS..." she trailed off, realizing some of the stuff she was saying was probably useless, and she should just do that. "I couldn't turn the bus, but I could lock up the accelerator when it was parked, and they wouldn't be able to move..."

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Jack grinned as Leila came in. Discussions for the mission started, and he listened. He had a special rank of hate for people who hurt kids. They were innocent, and couldn't hurt anyone- or stop themselves from being hurt. "That all sounds good, but what are we going to do when the bus is stopped? We can't trash it like we usually would an apartment. I always do prefer not to hurt people." He sat on a couch, thinking for a moment. "What if we got someone onto the bus? They could record the plans and get photos of the suspects. You can track by photo identification, right, Leila? Then we could turn up at their houses, write some stuff on the walls to frighten them while someone gives the police an anonymous tip-off with some evidence. I'd be willing to be the guy on the bus." He offered.

He got back to his feet and continued to search for the keys. He took another swig of the drink, when something in the Camaro caught his eye. He shot to the window and peered inside. There was something that looked very much like a set of keys inside. He pulled on the door handle excitedly, but it was locked. He swore to himself and went back to the others. Kali and Kat had joined them at some point in the conversation.

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"No no no, it's completely fine! You don't have to pay us back! Plus your cooking is soooo much better than having to order Chinese when Mom isn't home. I'll go get the scooter, so come down when you're ready, a'ight?" Kat nodded and swung her feet off of the couch. She grabbed a black leather jacket that her father had sent her from Italy the week after the riots and traded it for her hoodie. She ran downstairs and met Kali.

A few minutes later, they arrived at the warehouse. Jack was searching for something and Leila was describing their next mission. Kat moved silently to the fridge as everyone had their own input. She got a bottle of Coke and started taking swigs from it, listening to the various remarks. She grinned and crossed the room as Alex entered. She kissed him on the cheek and took his hand. "Hey sweetie. How are you?" She asked, grinning.

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Amanda snuffled and wiped away a fake tear "I'm proud, you cracked into cameras. Now I just need your amazing organization and planning skills and we could do each others jobs." she laughed lightly and Leila smiled at her, though couldn't find a laugh within her tired self. "If the bus has a built-in navigational system, I can get into that- if it is connected to wifi, but most are. And some newer buses have a computer in the peddles to make sure they don't lurch to a stop- no seat-belts- that isn't connected to WiFi, but it is to the GPS, and if I can get into the GPS... I couldn't turn the bus, but I could lock up the accelerator when it was parked, and they wouldn't be able to move..." Amanda trailed off andLeila could hear her muttering to herself.

"That all sounds good, but what are we going to do when the bus is stopped? We can't trash it like we usually would an apartment. I always do prefer not to hurt people." Jack plopped down on the couch as he spoke, obviously thinking the plan through. "What if we got someone onto the bus? They could record the plans and get photos of the suspects. You can track by photo identification, right, Leila? Then we could turn up at their houses, write some stuff on the walls to frighten them while someone gives the police an anonymous tip-off with some evidence. I'd be willing to be the guy on the bus."

"Great idea." Leila said, covering her mouth politely as she yawned again. "If you shut down the bus and get pictures of the guys involved I could identify them and give you their addresses so you could pay their houses a little visit. Let them know they're not as clever as they think they are. Then if they still try to go with their plan we'll turn in the recording I have of their plan, their pictures, locations, information and have the police all over their sorry a-"

Leila stopped herself before she cursed. She hated to swear and tried to never do it, but occasionally when she was both exhausted and passionate about something they would try to slip out. "Ahem," she corrected herself, taking a long swig of a cherry flavored energy drink. It helped a little but Leila could still feel the utter exhaustion which made her body so weak she visibly swayed as she stood. Trying to be casual about it she leaned against the nearest wall and tok anther sip before continuing, "We'll get them behind bars before they could even get behind the wheel. Like I said, they meet tonight around 2 in the morning. We should send someone who could get their pictures so I can track them down and have the missions and information posted by tomorrow afternoon."

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Rick sat silently and listened to everyone. "Hey Kat, Kali," he said as the girls walked in. "I really like the idea, good work Leila," Rick said, smiling at the tired girl. Man, she really needed more sleep. He couldn't figure out what was eating her. "You had a really good point too Jack. At some point I really would like to hit these guys in the homes, not just take them down," he grinned. He thought over having Jack on the bus. Of course he could handle it, but he thought having someone else go with him would be better. "Maybe someone else should go too," Rick suggested. Of course having two people on the bus was more risky, so maybe a decoy. "Just someone that could be a decoy if you need to get out of there or something," he said, shrugging. He deliberately averted his eyes from Alex and Kat. Seeing the couple brought up painful memories. Instead, he became very interested in the table in front of him. Suddenly CK popped up from the floor, causing him to lose his fake concentration. He was shocked by what the girl said.

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"I can go with Jack," Kendra said, sitting up. She looked at him then to Rick, who was staring at her, looking like she just kissed him. "What?" she asked defensively. Even Chance almost choked on his drink. She rolled her eyes and stood up. "I mean," she began, fighting off a blush. It was a stupid thing for her to say. She should have waited for Rick to ask her to go as a decoy, if he would even ask her. She would be the best one for this job, at least she thought she would be. If it came down to it, she would do anything to save Jack. Any Cat she corrected herself. As Kendra let her mind trail away she thought about all the things she would do for Jack that she wouldn't do for anyone else.

"I mean," CK said again, "I can be a good decoy in this situation. I'm just thinking about the group," she said. Her mood turned sour and she sat down again, with her back against one of the couches. "We all know Jack is--" she stopped mid sentence, shooting Jack a rude look. She wanted to smile at him. "Well. We all understand the circumstances of Jack and I's relationship, so like I said, I think this is for the good of the group," she shrugged and looked around the group, feeling only slightly awkward. It took a lot of self control for her not to look back up to Jack. She really needed to get this under control. She saw him move back over to the car, and felt free to watch him. Most people didn't stay focused on her this long, and Rick was no longer looking at her. When he turned back to the group she looked up at the ceiling. She pulled out her phone and texted Elden. Of course, she knew he was in the room, but she would most likely get barked at for changing the subject. Hey! I'm bored. Do you have any ideas? she asked. She wanted to do something and she wasn't exactly sure where the whole Jack-CK partnership idea was going. Probably down the drain. Just like her chances with him went a few years ago. She audibly sighed and sat up, staring at Elden until he made eye contact with her and checked his phone. She grinned.


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Chance raised his eye brows at CK, but did nothing else. He bit some dead skin off his thumb and glanced at the clock. It was almost 2 p.m. and that meant he had to meet up with Chino soon. Chino was supposed to deliver a package to los Intocables by 6 p.m., so they were already cutting it close. Chance hated doing things last minute, and he considered this last minute. He knew in the middle of planning something like this, he would need to know every detail. He pulled out his phone and texted Chino, telling him a time and place to meet. Chance watched as Jack moved back over to the cars. He pulled on Charlotte's handle but of course, she was locked. Chance tried to recall exactly what he had said. Was it if Jack could get the keys or find them? He was a man of his word, so if Jack had found them, Chance owed him a drive. He muttered to himself remembering he had used the word find.

"Anything interesting in there?" he asked Jack, hitting the unlock button from his pocket. The camaro's lights flashed, letting Chance know she was unlocked. If Jack was going to go over to the car again he only had a few seconds before it automatically locked once again. Chance regretted making that deal. However, this gave him a reason to leave. He hoped Jack would get the hint and find Red's keys. Chance would never let him go on the drive alone, so he would go along and tell him where to go. He didn't think Jack would suspect he was going to a deal, especially since it was common knowledge Chino was Chance's best friend. On top of that, Chance wasn't getting the money until tomorrow. This was going to seem as innocent as returning a video game. Which is exactly what it was going to look like. Chance had gotten information on a rival game and downloaded it into a game of Grand Theft Auto. It took him a while to figure out how to do it, but he managed it eventually. This was their typical way of passing back information. All los Intocables would have to do is play the game and take a few missions, answer phone calls and there was all there information. There was no way to trace it so Chance felt safe 'betraying' this other gang. Los Intocables swore to never rat him out since he was such a valuable playing piece in their... society, for lack of a better term.

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Leila raised her hands up to the height of her shoulders and shrugged slightly. "Handle it however you like. Give me the pictures and I'll find them. Shut down the bus while you're at it and you'll save a bunch of children who are about to experience the unbridled wrath of the world." A small yawn made her stop talking for a moment. It took another bit of time for her to compose herself enough to speak again, though she couldn't stop herself from rubbing her red eyes. "Whatever you decide to do, the location is on the back of the second page. Just be careful."

'I'd hate to lose any of you like I did Maya...'

Pushing herself away from the wall, Leila wearily stretched, not ready to think of Maya. Not wanting to consider the possibly of losing any more of her friends. Moaning softly as her muscles screamed in protest from lack of sleep and use, Leila was forced to yawn again. "And let me know before you leave, okay?" Then she turned and walked out of the room. Or tried to. Instead her nose was meet by the wall that had supported her moments ago. She'd entirely forgotten that it was there. Rubbing her nose gingerly she would feel a little bit of blood run down from her nose.

"Ah crap," she growled softly, covering her bloody nose so the others wouldn't see she walked into the bathroom and grabbed a few tissues. She was prone to nosebleeds like this if the weather changed suddenly, something bumped into her nose to hard or whenever she got very scared. It'd started at some point after she had been released from the hospital but she hadn't thought much of it, though countless nights she'd woken up with blood on her face from a nightmare that had been too much for her to handle. Pressing the soft tissues to her face Leila could feel the blood seeping through them and sighed softly. She was so tired...

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Amanda looked over to Elden, who was fumbling with the disposable cellphone. Then he said something about bugs. Apperently, he wasn't as good of an eye as she had figured. "Bugs, I have a ton, and there is a recorder in the internal workings of that thing, by the way. I only have a few more of those phones though, so don't kill the poor thing looking for it..." She smiled, pressing a few keys on her computer.

The computer played static for a moment, then Amanda's voice came through, saying the same thing she had said just a moment prior. "All of it gets set to my computer as long as I have WiFi. So, firstly, put them somewhere far away before you start talking shit about me, becuase I will find out, and secondly, as long as someone on that bus has one, we have the recording of their voice. I can't Do much about seeing them, now, you have to get pictures on your own. Unless they have cameras that arn't a thousand years old. Sadly, most of them are" she said lightly and leaned back on the couch, pulling out some headphones from her bag and plugging them in. She turned on some music- the Beatles or the Commodores or something of the sort- she never really kept up.

She plugged in numbers as the orders popped onto the screen- it was a game she made on her spare time that helped her flex her hacking muscles- okay, stupid thing to call them, but still. Her head moved in time with the beat blasting through the headphones- definitely Commodores, from the sound. It was 'Brick House'.

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Amanda's face twisted into one of horror as she heard the words the men spoke. "I could stall the bus now, but I feel like that would get them in lots more danger. I-I'm sorry guys. They are on their own- I hope and pray they can get out before something bad happens. I also hope they put in the communicators I told them to" she said, leaning over her computer- the screen had a medley of programs, all moving at once. The screen everyone was looking at was in the top right corner. It was the only one with sound. She tapped on one of the windows and a small icon pulled up. She put on the headset next to the computer and began to speak into it. "Guys, get out- now. I don't care, we can finish this later" she sighed "I know we shouldn't wait, but we have to... tell me what I need to do to help" she said into the microphone before flipping it up and talking to the rest of the group. "I hope they could hear that..."