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"..Same way I did..."He echoed, some how he wasn't sure about that one. "..and that would be how,exactly?"He asked Alice again. Unless she was coming home from school when someone plucked him right of the street, it couldn't really be the same could it?
Charles looked at REQUIEM,"...Well, just saying, when you do things like pulling alarms, acting like you're going to escape adults aren't going to have the best thoughts of you.Just saying."He told him as he pushed his glasses up a bit. Obviously, he didn't really find the humor in that..but his attention went straight to 005. His head tilted a bit.
"..Excuse me, five was it? Are you..feeling alright?"He asked. Why did it feel like someone had a was of cotton balls in Charles throat when he had spoken to five? Was he that nervous?

"we were all taken when we were alone, so walking home from school, a friends house...or Jerome who was just living on the streets" she smiles and Jerome nods "Ya, this place is better than starving to death out there" he says stretching.
Chris smirked at his remark "I find it funny since they are so stuck up" he says and kicks his feet around and stretches and scratches his head and yawns stretching "well most of them"
Five looked up at Charles and just stared for a few minutes and then shook his head softly side to side and looks back down at the ground, to which Douglas sighs "we have tried getting Five to talk but... something just hurts him too much to speak" Douglas says sighing

Charles looked over at Alice and Jerome, so Alice most likely has a family that missing their little girl. Jerome on the other hand, had no one. He could understand why Jerome didn't mind any of this, but didn't this bother Alice in any way? Didn't she miss her family? He wanted to ask her but his questions were lodged in his throat. Somethings just weren't meant to be said.
"Stuck up, as in full of their selves. Who's stuck up around here?"He asked, not quite sure what he meant by that. That must have been clear in his expression.
What Douglas said made Charles look back at Five,"Why do you hide yourself, Why don't you speak?..."He stopped for a moment,"..what happened to you.."He dared to ask.

REQUIEM Spoke "the guards, they like to get in the other kids faces so I kindly show them that they do not own the joint" he says giggling
Five looked up at him as if hurt and then looked back down, then Five took out a piece of paper and held out his hand, Jerome nodded and handed Five a pen and Five began to write down on it and then Five handed the paper to Charles, which read "Come by tonight... I will explain but come alone" was written crudely on it as if Five did not know how to write very well or was just very nervous

"Yeah, they do like getting in peoples faces, but I would call that being stuck up. More like being their trying to be the worlds biggest assholes. Pardon my french."Charles replied, not looking away from Five once.
When Five looked at him like that, Charles looked at the floor. He felt like he had just stolen something dear to him, or hurt him. That feeling came back again, so he took a deep breathe. His blue green eyes flicked up to the piece of paper Five gave him. Charles nodded in silence and folded the paper up before sliding it into a pocket.

REQUIEM giggles "uhh thats not French" he says stretching
"its a joke..." douglas says rolling his eyes
"not a funny one" REQUIEM says back laughing
Five looked a little more insecure now and sort of moved away from the rest of the group into a corner and sat down in it burring his hands into his helmet as the others talked and joked

"It must amuse to some degree since you're still giggling."Charles pointed, he still wasn't looking at them.
This whole time he was thinking about everything he had lost, how all of this was ruining his life..yet,here sat a kid that was going through something much worse...And he was very alone. Charles looked down again, suddenly he felt so selfish and heartless.

REQUIEM laughed "because I am acting stupid, I know the joke" he says and giggles stretching and looks at the time "well, if anyone needs me I will be in my room since its where I live seventy percent of the time" he says laughing and walks to his room
The others said goodbye, but it seemed as if Five acknowledged REQUIEM leaving and waved to him and then stood up walking to his own room and closes the door, but did not lock it in case charlies wanted to come in and talk.

Charles looked at REQUIEM ,he wouldn't say he was acting stupid, maybe silly, but not stupid. He rubbed the back of his neck as he said,"See ya.."And then he looked over at Five. His blue green eyes were once again fixed on him as he left the room. The little note seemed to be burning a hole in his pocket as it chanted 'go ask what happened. Go get answers' Without much warning , Charles left too. He didn't say a single word to the others. But it was clear that he was following Five. He knocked on his door instead of letting himself in.

Five was waiting on the bed playing with his fingers and then hears a knock on the door and stands up and walks over to the door and opens it and motions for him to come in and then shuts the door and sits down waiting for him to sit down as well

Sorry reply is short, its just because he does not talk much is all)

{Nah, it's alright.Don't worry about it,okay?}
Charles looked up when Five answer the door, he didn't expect him to answer so quickly. Silently, he slipped into his room, not making a sound, not saying a word. With a small sigh he sat down after adjusting his glasses. "Well.."He said,looking at Five again.

Five looks at him and then starts writing down on a piece of paper before sighing and hands it to Charles "before we start...I need you to promise to keep everything a secret...I will talk after you promise me that" the paper says and he just looks at him

Now he felt the pressure, it was pressing against his chest. Clamming into him after every word he read, still he nodded. At least he was good at keeping secrets. But that wasn't what was bothering him, it was what he was about to find out that was bothering him. "I swear I won't tell a soul.."He said, as if making sure Five knew he was telling the truth.

Five nods and sighs placing his hands on the side of his helmet and staying there, as if still in an internal conflict over if he should take it off then there was a sigh "I...trust you..." a voice said quietly and then he pulls off his helmet
Now something was clear from the start was that Five had been lying about something, Five was clearly a female and not a male, Five had short blond hair that stopped at her ears and it looked like it had been cut herself and she was looking at the ground with her brown eyes

Charles gabbed at her for a few seconds before looking around her room,"..ohhhhh, I did not see that one comeing! Wait,they don't know,do they?"He asked. He didn't understand why head though. Why she seemed so sad and..lonely."..what's the matter?..You seem so sad.."He asked her.

she shakes her head "No they dont know..." she whispers looking around and puts a hand to her chest as her heart rate and breathing increased, she felt like she was having an anxiety attack from not having her helmet on when people were looking at her, but she shook it off for now
" because...I am horrible" she says looking at the ground upset

Charles, call it a daring move, gently touched her shoulder. "Breathe slowly, in through the nose, out through the mouth.Do that until you've truly clammed down instead of pushing it off as nothing."He told her. He had gone through this a lot before he came here, some times he had to remind himself to do the same thing when he was having a panic attack.
Then, what she said made Charles take his hand away,"..w-what.."He whispered.

she did as he told her and breathed in and out and looked at his hand and then looks back at him, when he recoiled away she sighed sadly again "...see?" she says and hugs her knees and sobs into them "People hate me" she sobs

Charles put a hand to his head,his mind was racing. "I-I don't understand. You can't just hate someone, in fact you shocked you moron. How can someone as timid and quiet as you be horrible."He asked her and then stood up. "In fact I refuse to believe everyone hates you. I refuse to believe that you're a horrible person."Charles told her in a firm voice.

She flinched when he said "moron" and then she looks at him "You dont have my life...What happened before I got here..." she sobs and looks at the ground "I was teased and abused because I liked doing.... boy things and not girl things... I always had my hair short... always hung around the boys" she sobs again and starts shaking