Four Minutes [Felix]

[Zacharie Villeneuve]

[atrb=width,420,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][cs=2][atrb=style, background: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/a4c2tt.jpg); border-width: 1px; border-style: dashed; border-color: #a885a5, bTable][style=float: right; border: 3px solid #1c191a] [/style] [style=font-family: lucida handwriting; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: -1px; padding: 3px; text-align: center; color: #a885a5]don't let me go don't say goodbye cause you know that i'm not alive [/style][style=padding: 10px, 3px, 10px, 10px; spacing: 5px; font-family: mistral; text-align: center; color: #dac2c9; letter-spacing: -1px; background-color: #1c191a]I'M NOT KISSING YOU GOODBYE[/style][style=font-family: lucida handwriting; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: -1px; padding: 3px; text-align: center; color: #a885a5]don't let me go don't say goodbye don't let this love die[/style]

[style=float: right; background-color: #1c191a; width: 280px; color: #000000; height: 260px; overflow: auto; padding: 5px 20px; spacing: 0px; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; color: #dac2c9; line-height: -2px; border-width: 1px; border-style: dashed; border-color: #a885a5;] A hand was pushed through loose blonde hair and the young male stared at the surroundings. His glasses hiding his eyes and protecting it somewhat from the dust that seemed to gather on every surface. If he didn't know better, he would say that no one lived here. It looked like something had went horrible wrong here though, showing subtle signs of life that could easily be missed. He had heard tales and whispers of mutants hiding out here and of course he wanted to confirm it, before running to tell it to the Government. He tried his best to get in there, trying to be one of the scientists there. He wanted to know how he could cure the mutants, knowing for sure that they wanted to get rid of it like normal people wanted them to get rid of it as well. The arrogance of youth, really. His hand moved lightly, hoping to grab something. Either his hair to pull it back into a ponytail and keep it out of his face, or a cigarette, it didn't truly matter. He breathed in deeply, only to regret it moments later when he entered a coughing fit. A hand held for his mouth and he blinked the tears that suddenly gathered away. He waited for a moment longer, hearing if he hadn't disturbed anything and then continued on his way. His hand grabbing the flashlight that he had taken along with him. It was easy to see that he hadn't done this before, flashlight held before him like it was a weapon of some sorts. He grinned to himself, realizing how foolish he must look. A full grown man acting like he was still afraid of the dark. He wasn't, for the record, although this place did creep him out quite a bit. He thought that he saw stains of blood on the ground. As if a murder had happened here, he didn't dare to look at it for too long. Once more he wasn't afraid of blood, but did love to avoid looking at it whenever he could. The lest he saw it, the better. He didn't want the memories that he associated with them to arise in his head. [/style]

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[Felix Aecor]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 450px; padding: 10px;][bg=121212][style=font-family: arial narrow; color: #00BBFF; font-weight: bold; font-size: 20px; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 16px; padding-left: 5px; border-left: 320px solid #00BBFF;]THIS IS A GAME.[/style] [style=text-align: left; color: #e4e4e4; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 3px; font-family: arial;]DO NOT TRUST YOUR EARS. WHAT YOU HEAR ARE LIES.[/style] [style=margin-top: 5px; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: #e4e4e4; background-color: #212121; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid #222222;] [style=zoom: 1; filter: alpha(opacity=70); opacity: 0.7; margin-right: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px; width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 10px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/Xol1t.png); float: left;] [/style]So here he was, a fifteen year old kid all alone in an abandoned warehouse. At least he sort of hoped it was that way. It would make this whole alone time thing he was hoping for much harder to obtain if there was someone else lurking here. He just hoped for their sake they didn't make the mistake of underestimating him. If some poor sap tried to mess with him they'd be in for a surprise. But he tried to believe he was the only person here. At least at the moment. After examining the place, it didn't seem too odd of an idea for people to come here. And some evidence proved that people did in fact seem to visit the place. Well. There went his hopes on being alone for a bit. He sighed at the thought, pulling the annoying earpiece out as he sat down high above on some old working equipment, legs dangling over the edge as he leaned back and tried to relax. He was sent out on a mission hours ago. Another one of the dull 'examine and report' deals. He didn't have much luck though. Honestly he should probably be heading back now. But why rush? He'd either be sent to the lab for another go at tests or locked away for the night, both of which he wasn't too thrilled about going back to. And if anything, they'd get him if they needed him. It wasn't like he had anywhere to run to. And the damned collar he wore kept him from going too far with it's tracker and all. So yeah, he was going to abuse what little time he had to just be alone for a bit. Of course things just never went as planned for him. His alert hearing caught the sound of coughing, quietly sitting up and scanning the area with his golden eye from above. He didn't want whoever it was noticing him so kept still and simply waited for them to appear before jumping to any conclusions. Soon enough, he watched as a blonde haired man walked by, wielding a flashlight which almost looked comical to him. He might have laughed if he was actually capable. But he simply remained silent, examining him from afar. Felix honestly wasn't sure who it was. As far as the governments affairs with informants or anyone else on the outside helping them, he didn't know them unless he was specifically supposed to acknowledge them. Even then unless they were considered important to himself, he probably forgot the guy. Either way, he was still curious as to what he was doing out here and with that in mind, he slipped down from his perch quietly before making his way after him, stopping once he was at a safe enough distance should this guy lash out at him for any reason before finally making himself known. "What are you doing here?" he asked, the short teen keeping his innocent appeal just in case. Of course if the guy decided to press the matter about why exactly he was there, he might have to come up with something. [style=color: #00BBFF; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 1px; background-color: #121212; padding: 2px;]TAGGING: ZACH | WORDS: 526 | NOTES: I wasn't sure if they knew each other a bit already or not XD I don't care either way so I tried to leave it open a bit for you :O[/style][/style]

[style=font-size: 10px; font-family: georiga; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 3px;]TEMPLATE BY SAMARECARM OF OTE[/style]