"Community, Identity, Stability."

[Funhouse Gear]

*Leaning out the window of the van, I aim backwards, ready to start firing if anyone tries to follow us. If I guess right, the Exterminator will take a motorcycle so she can tail us more easily. It gives her an advantage for maneuverability, but it also means she doesn't have much of a shield*

[redhavoc]

*I stop firing when I am sure they are out of the garage. There's no point anymore. I hold my gun up and slowly step out into an open space between cars. Dracs surround me on one side and an exterminator approaches me from the other. The exterminator looks back at Orwell and Wilson, waiting for their orders*

[Jonathon Orwell]

*Red appears after the killjoys escape. The unit quickly surrounds her and I walk up to her, Wilson close behind. I stare at her and do not speak a word. I look her up and down, calculating.* If you keep doing this I will have no second thoughts on exterminating you. In fact- *I take out my gun and nonchalantly put it to her forehead. The dracs raise their guns further.* I should save myself the trouble and do it now.

[Volume Virus]

*I look on in absolute shock. Shock that one of Better Living's own could have fallen so far, and shock that Orwell would shoot the poor girl. Not only is she a good agent, but she's also a child, and the part of me that is full of maternal instinct is telling me to reach to reach out to her, pull her away and not let him touch her. A good portion of me is considering it. I mean, I'm already going to lose my job....and I lower both my guns to my side.*

[Rachel Mahoney]

*the van disappears and part of me is glad they escaped, but the majority of me is yelling in my head saying that I will end up in Red's spot if I'm caught. I try to appear calm and swallow another two pills*

[rileywilson]

*Part of me wants to stop Orwell, Red is my experiment after all, but I trust Orwell to know what he is doing. Plus, I'm intrigued by this violent side, seemingly rash side of him. I step back, watching with interest and trusting Aerith to catch the escaped killjoys. I make a note of Pacis' reaction to the events. She'll need another wolfblood session or two, it seems*

[redhavoc]

*I stand there, feeling dead, complete. Now I owe no one anything. I can fade or be erased form everyone's memory, just like Max. I stare at Orwell, daring him to end my fifteen years*

[Jonathon Orwell]

*I press the gun harder against her skin and wave my hand as I talk.* I mean- really- it seems all you and Max *I say his name with a sneer.* want to do is ruin my attempts at being successful. I like money. I like power and stability and all you. fucking. do. is. ruin. it! *My voice is cold and loud. It echos in the parking garage. I am angry and I know I should calm down, that I am not in control but I do not stop.* You let my prisoners escape! The last month is wasted! I worked hard to make this unit function and we did it. Then you let them go. You. Let. Them. Go. Too bad you are too useful to kill. *I am fuming and screaming, inches from her face then I suddenly back off, removing my gun. There is an indent in her forehead. I turn and begin walking away. I call over my shoulder.* Take her to the cold rooms. Leave her in there all night. *I slam the door to the stairwell behind me.*

[rileywilson]

*Everyone looks at me after Orwell leaves. Well, most are. Red is staring at the place where Orwell disappeared. I'll have to talk to Orwell about the outburst, but, honestly, it's how I feel as well*

You heard him. Cuff her and take her away.

*I turn and radio my assistant to look into the tracker supposedly placed in PB during his surgery. If it happened, I want it activated as soon as possible. I'll check on Max and Red later...*

[Rachel Mahoney]

*no one moves at first before I, albeit a little hesitantly, step forward to cuff Red. A few other dracs join me and we start to take her to the cold rooms*

[Jonathon Orwell]

*I storm into my office where I throw down my coat down on my desk and walk over to the window. I press my head against the cold glass and breath deeply, trying to calm myself down. I over reacted. I look out at Battery City, it is beautiful. Something I want to control. I sigh deeply and collapse onto my couch. I slump and dig my half full pill bottle out of my pocket. I pour the contents into my hand and quickly swallow them all, hoping to void myself of all emotions.*

[redhavoc]

*I can still feel the imprint of the barrel of the gun on my forehead as they lead me to the elevator. I dread the cold room, but don't resist. Dracs and BLI personell run around doing various tasks in the aftermath of the battle. The alarm is still ringing as when we arrive on the proper floor. I can't push it down anymore and begin quietly crying, tears running down my face*

[Rachel Mahoney]

*i see Red crying and again i feel the twinge of sadness I felt seeing the killjoys but i dont show it. we walk Red to a vacant cold room and I'm immediately hit with a wave of icy air when the door is opened. I start to shiver a lot, I hate the cold. I quickly undo Red's cuffs and kinda push her into the cold room and I close and lock the door behind her. I can still feel the residual cold when I leave with the dracs*

[Aerith Lin]

*i jump on the cycle and drive off fast tailing the van that is getting out*

*rb* Sector 3 We've got some escaped killjoys, seal off all exits on the B.C/Zone border. Set up mines and tire spikes. I don't want these guys getting away.

*rb* Roger that Miss Lin.

*I smirk and start shooting at the van*

[jumpstart]

*I look back. Shit. I think she's getting closer, and the pedal is on the floor. I swerve around the civilian cars carefully so I don't throw Gear out the window. I have a bad feeling they're preparing something special up ahead. I glance back at Retro, who is holding PB. I owe her one*

Hey, any suggestions on which highway to take? Where are we going exactly?