DAYS OF FUTURE PAST, Issue #1

"Yeah, it is surely under listening, but he put us here by leaving us in ignorance. Now, he owe us some explanation"

Andrew takes the phone but doesn't compose any number.

"But I am thinking about something... if we weren't the only mutant in the school. If they catch the coach, they may catch the others too."

Andrew finally start to compose a number, the one of the administartion of the school.

"Hi miss, I am Andrew Ward. I call because I won't be able to come in school tomorrow. I am sick, and my doctor said to keep bed for a time. I have a paper signed by him. I'll make sure you have a copy soon. And could you tell the coach Shelton that I won't be able to show up at his training this week and that my half day was cancelled. Thank you."

He closes the cellular.

"I hope he will understand. Dunno what good it will bring, but I think he will understand that what he tried to get me out happen finally."
 

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Sammy Donaldson

"I hope he will understand. Dunno what good it will bring, but I think he will understand that what he tried to get me out happen finally."

Sammy had snatched the phone from Andrew. "You dumbass! I can't believe I'm in here for trying to save you and your stuck up girlfriend! Think you walking pile of mass! Cameras come down from the ceiling, and we have state of the art dog collars on us, you don't think they can hear us!? Freakin' Barney!! Oohhhh...." Sammy dropped to one knee with the sharp pain in his head from yelling.

Sammy took several moments before returning to his feet and starts to whisper cautiously. "I'm cool. This must be what a bad hang over feelings like. Ok folks lets think, what type of locks or the doors holding us? Do they need a card or dial a code to get in or is it a standard key? If its a card swipe or dial then we should be able to use the recorder on the phone to record the frequencies of the code, then play it back...then we're out of these cells.....Maybe? If they're just key locks? Or the code audible isn't loud enough...well...someone else will have ta think of something.
Oh, and Gabe before we do anything, just in case erase that number off your phone."
Sammy handed Gabe his phone with a smirk.
 

Lorenzo Reynolds Hps: 2/2

Jennifer said:
"Cheese, man I swear it you just want me to get fat. No wonder you're jealous, me looking so much better than you."

"Not jealous, just admiring," Lorenzo replied. He waited for any other suggestions. In the end, Lorenzo was still stuck with his head in the frig at a row of different types of cheeses. Finally he grabbed three at random (not entirely at random - the orange with some red streaks looked kinda cool), and tossed them on the counter.

"I'm off to check on the grill work . . . leave the beautiful ones in here to compare notes while I see if Kyle and Corey managed to set themselves on fire yet," Lorenzo added as he moved to the backyard.
 


Sammy Donaldson

"Well, if you are so bright Sammy, show us how you will get us out of here. Come on! We are waiting."

Sammy turned sharp back at Andrew. "You dork, how old are you? You are older then me right? Football player and all that? Put your energy into freeing your "wonderful" girlfriend and less at walking into something you can't finish!"

Whispering again but loud enough for Andrew to here; "Gabe with or without Mr. All-Star we have to get those girls and get outta dodge! What do you say try the cell or ya' got somethin' up your sleeve?"
 

"Mr I-know-it-all, maybe you miss that, but I want us all out of here as much as you. So, when you'll put your plan into execution, don't forget one thing. We will have only one chance, because they will not give us another one. You can be sure of it. So your plan must be pretty good."
 

Sammy Donaldson

"Mr I-know-it-all, maybe you miss that, but I want us all out of here as much as you. So, when you'll put your plan into execution, don't forget one thing. We will have only one chance, because they will not give us another one. You can be sure of it. So your plan must be pretty good."

"Ya think? Thanks Mr. Positive! Now do you have any actual imput because if not I need complete silence for us to record the audiable sounds."

"Gabe unless you got something better bro, your gonna have to get sick fast. Have someone come in to check your well being...like they care."

Sammy looked at Gabe with a bit of nervousness.
 

Gabriel 'Gabe' Adams, HP 2/2

Gabe finally responded to the growing argument betwee the two other boys.
"Look. At the moment, we can't escape. Firstly, we have no way of getting out of this room. Secondly, even if we did manage to somehow get the door open, there are a lot more of them than there are of us. They're trained professionals with weapons which I'm sure they won't hesitate to use on us. They think we're mutants, not kids. If we weren't wearing these collars, maybe we could make a break for it; but even then, I'm not sure how good our chances would be. The government's been doing this for a long time. I'd imagine by now, they're pretty good at it. The best thing we can do at the moment is to wait, go along with it, and hope a chance to escape presents itself. I know it's not a great plan - in fact, it sucks. But I don't think we've got any other choice." As he finished speaking Gabe glanced at Eleyna again, seemingly loking for reassurance. He looked unhappy and tired, the apparent futility of their discussions of escape lingering in his tone. 'Who went and made me the mediator, anyways? It's not like I have any more idea of what to do..'
 

Eleyna Robertson

Originally posted by Gabe
...The best thing we can do at the moment is to wait, go along with it, and hope a chance to escape presents itself. I know it's not a great plan - in fact, it sucks. But I don't think we've got any other choice." As he finished speaking Gabe glanced at Eleyna again, seemingly loking for reassurance...

She couldn't believe they were arguing. Well, she supposed she could believe it, considering their depressing situation. But right now, Eleyna just wished that there was a little more maturity in their cell. Gabe was the only one keeping his wits about him, and trying to keep Andrew and Sammy from each other's throats didn't seem to be helping much.

"Guys, c'mon, knock it off. I mean... Gabe's right. There's not much we can do about it right now. We've got nothing in here to help us. Any phone calls we make could cause serious trouble for the person on the other end. Listen... If there is a chance to escape, ever, we will do everything in our power to get out of here. But let's not make things worse by arguing with eachother."
 

"So I was trying to tell him..." tell to himself Andrew. Seeing the point was made, Andrew just sit down on his bed and lay down, and stare at the ceilling.
 

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