Test Drive Tortures

[Iƪƪia]

Illia's smile broadened. She was excited. Interesting to see such a role reversal between them. She clasped her hands behind her back and rocked back and forth on her heels in a purposely childlike manner.

"Nothing like a good breaking and entering," She said.

Of course, she had never faced anything like this. The way Dr. Manner had warned them... It seemed as though there was something guarding the room. But what, exactly? She stared past Z, a faraway look in her eyes as her mind spaced, considering all the possibilities. Then, remembering where she was, she brought her mind back down to Earth.

"So, what do you suggest? That we gather a group to aid us? I'd rather not get anyone else in trouble," She responded, then added sarcastically, "Or shall I take out an add in the school paper?"

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Z snickered.

"That's a great idea. Let's get the journalist nerds to help us. We can't do it alone, that's all I know. Faculty offices are heavily guarded, for just this reason. You could say they don't trust us!"

He was still a little iffy on the project, but if there was one thing he absolutely knew, it was that he couldn't do it without help. It sounded odd, that a criminal like himself should require a criminal team ot hlp him, but hey, that's organized crime for you. It all works on trust and numbers.

"And anyways..." He added, his tone a little more somber, "I have a feeling that it doesn't matter what we do. This Crane guy seems to have plans, and we're in on them. How do you know we're not the first batch? Four kids doesn't seem like a good amount, if he really does want us to fight trolls. Who's to say he won't get more of us? Who's to say he won't get every nonhuman in the school? I don't know, but... I don't think I'm willing to take that chance."

He looked at her, studied the curves of her face, and thought fleetingly of her as she was being attacked by the troll.

"I don't think I want anyone else to get hurt like we did."
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[Iƪƪia]

She listened intently. Illia understood perfectly. Although it was a little odd hearing it come from such a miscreant... But hey, it's not like he's that bad, right? She leaned closer to hear his last words, then she slowly nodded. His apprehension was understandable, but it didn't change anything. Not for her.

"Yes, I agree," She responded, "So let's find out what Crane's up to and put an end to it."

If it really is that bad, of course. Crane certainly was strange, but he didn't seem evil. Well, whatever was going on in this school, she'd find out. Somehow, even if she had to go alone.

"Whatever's going on... I'm going to figure it out," She said confidently, "I at least have to try... I have to."

She couldn't explain the feeling that suddenly blossomed inside of her. She just knew that she had to give it a shot.

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"Right!"

Z snapped out of his somber sate, and back into his go-get-'em attitude. They could do this. It wasn't going to be that hard, after all. They'd handled the troll pretty well, and whatever else was out there could be checked with a few good members of their little outfit. He could already remember mother telling him about all the valorous stores that dad and his dad had gone on.

It sounded corny, sure, but the stories were true. They had served their race in many battles, over many many long years. Dad was already coming up on ninety, and granddad was so old Z really didn't want to think about it. They were both warriors, and they both had the blood of true dragons. He could feel that blood begin to boil in him already, urging him into action. He might be a vandal and a criminal, but he still had standards - a cutthroat's code, if you will. He was ready. He'd make his very own battle, and he'd win it too.

"Shall we?" He asked, holding his arm out for her to take. They'd go to the press room, bash some heads, and place an add in the paper for the bold, the brave, and the slightly bad to embark on their perilous quest.

Man, he loved an adventure!

[Iƪƪia]

Illia giggled as she wrapped her arm around his. They could take it! Whatever awaited them, they would be able to handle. They would gather together a group as fearless as they were to embark on their mission. For it was vital to find out the kind of game Crane was playing, and they were the ones to do it.

"Yes, let's!" She smiled broadly, eyes sparkling.

This was going to be interesting.