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Rachel reached out and grabbed Ben's forearm as he walked into the tunnel. She felt along the wall and ceiling with her other hand, grimacing as it got covered in cobwebs.

(sorry can i jump in and be in said hiding place you're goign towards brought thier earlier by wird dude?)

Name: Belladona Allan
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Occupation: Colledge Graduate, studying Music and Toxinoalgy (poisons, Biochemistry)
Charecter: Pessimistic and fatelistic, however she is calm in an emergancy though she has little patiance for those who panic. Despight all this she can be great fun, gets hyper easily and is always ready for a laugh.
Extra: Is skilled with guns and always carry's one around with her.

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Zrglst beat down the iron door and charged after his victims.

((Frodo, he could be waiting with Belladonna, perhaps?))

Ben was about to sniff the air questioningly when his suddenly foot plunged into almost knee-deep water. "What the-"

"Sewage," their guide announced, almost cheerfully, as he continued to lead them through the gradually-declining tunnel. "Nobody checks the sewers. Nobody looks for secret hideouts. We didn't even know this tunnel was here until Jedediah found it." He abruptly stopped, then turned sharply into what seemed to be simply another narrow branch of the tunnel, but soon widened to reveal a steel door. Punching a code into the door's control pannel, he ushered everyone inside. The door lead to a moderately-sized room that could comfortably hold about fifteen people. Steel bins and cabinets lined three of the walls, and a simple sink stood in the corner. The far wall contained an array of odd technology, most of which appeared to be long since outdated. "Built this myself, I did. Titanium siding on those walls, an' a layer of lead. It'd take an a-bomb to e'en shake us. This is Jedediah," he announced, bending down to swiftly pick something up before presenting the group with a large rat. "Very smart rat, this one. Very friendly." Setting Jedediah back down, he dug something out of one of the cabinets and tossed it Ben's direction. "Cheetos?"

[Yay, welcome both of you, glad to have ye! Frodo, aye, it would probably be a jolly good idea for ye to be with Belladona. ]

Ariel began coughing as the fumes wafted up into the attic, where many of them were crouching. "We've got to get out of here, now!" she said to Hannah, trying to pull the girl with her. They could here the scratching of aliens below.

"Come on!!" she said rather harshly, pulling the girl up behind her. She cursed these frightened people, how could she help them if they wouldn't be helped? She grabbed Marie's hand as well, and tugged.

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Lindsay crawled along the vents. There was no light, and the air around her was an inky black.
"Roy!" She whispered. Had he followed her through the vents?

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"They'r all right" said a voice from the shadows and Bella emerged. "Just a bit off, they won't kill you." She looked at the students warily, then darted foreward to Bryce. "Hey, Bryce isn't it? We took Chemistry together at school right? Class 12A, Belladonna Allan, rember?"

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Lindsay crawled faster. A large gap steamed in the vent, which the explosion had caused. She dropped down to the floor. She landed in a sort of closet. It was empty.... "Roy?!" She said nevously.

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The chemicals had wore off of Roy by now, and he stared blankly at this Belladonna. He remembered her from chemistry, the weapon-obsessor, but obviously she didn't remember him. And then he felt weird, as if someone was following him.

Either someone had followed, or he was turning schizophrenic... unlikely.

"Uh, a flashlight would be nice." he muttered to the old man, surveying the dim room.

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Lindsay tried to open the steel iron door that led out of the closet. It was locked.
Lindsay smelled something burning. She turned around. Several chemicals had spilled and ignited. They weren't on fire, but they were letting of vapors.
"Roy?!" She screamed. Her lungs felt like they were being crushed. She tried to push herself into the vent again, but she couldn't reach. She could reach it, but she wasn't tall enough to climb out. The vent metal was red-hot. It burned Lindsay's hands immediately. She tried the door again, panicing.
"Help!" She screamed. Just then, she didn't care who opened the door. Even if it was an alien. She needed to get out.

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Bella had seen Roy...but, well she hoped he hadn't rembered her. She had had the biggist crush on him in high school, and now had lernt to live without anybody. Instead she turned her attention to the new kid. "Hey! Shhhhhh, do want to get us killed kid?"

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[Frodo, to be honest, I too am a bit confused about where we are at and such. So to help out, I'm drawing a map of this place, and putting it on the front page, to use as a reference point for us. Right now, we are at the old man's secret hide-out... but Lindsay's in the utility closet. http://img75.imageshack.us/my.php?image=mapthingwu4.png ]

Upon hearing Lindsay scream, Ariel jumped down from the attic, leaving the two frightened girls in the attic to their own fate. Almost aggressively, she made her way to the utility closet and shoved her wait up against the door. Pulling Lindsay by the shoulders, she half-helped, half-drug her into the under vent that led to the sewage.

"You're alright." she said roughly. "Get a grip, you're alive. And kill the thanks, I didn't save you, I'll find use for you later."

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Roy looked at the small boy, then the Belladonna, then back to the boy.

"Listen old man, if you hideout is so *SECRET*, then where did these two people come from?"

His pushed back a scowl, and turned to the young boy, features softening. "It's okay... everything's okay... are you hurt?"

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