Kidnapped

"Er... Remy," I replied after a moment. "Remy de Wilde." I thought about offering my hand, but it didn't seem quite the right gesture in this environment. "And you are?"

Matt- I look over to see some pale guy sitting with us. i feel kinda bad not having noticed him before. I silently wonder if he was here the whole time. "Yeah, we're working on it," I reply, "but we're not getting so far."

Rose: "Rose." I said.

Tara:"I'm working on it, learn to be patient!." I said through my teeth. That Matt kid had already gotten me close to the last straw, and now this guy wasn't making an effort, either. I continued my analyzing.

Blake:"Uh, sorry about her...she's really...stressed...?" I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. I was usually pretty good at making excuses, but Tara's behavior was unexplainable sometimes.

Remy: I glanced over as someone else spoke up. I frowned a bit, unsure how to reply to that.

Then, hearing the girl's reply, I turned back to her and managed a smile. "Nice to meet you, Rose."

Remy: I jumped as someone snapped at me, and wondered if I should just shut up. Then, someone else offered a vague explanation for the girl's temper, though it didn't make me feel much better. "Sorry," I said to the annoyed one. "I didn't mean to make you upset..."

((Hah, everything goes so fast here! xD -is having some trouble keeping up-))

Rose: I nodded at Remy, and stood. "Hey, could you move for a second please?" I asked the girl.

Aiden: What was Rose going to do next?

Matt- "Dont worry Remy," I said noticing how jumpy the guy was. "I think she was talking to me."

Remy: "Oh." I blinked, feeling a bit foolish. "Uh... sorry, then."

Tara: The apology struck a chord with me. Apologies were something that no in my life had ever given me, especially not the ones who had hurt me, like my father. But this guy was offering one up when he hadn't even done anything. Even if it was one of those half-hearted "I'm sorry"'s, it was worth something.
"No, no it's no your fault." I offered a small smile, and then let out a breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding, a habit I had developed when I was frustrated. "It's just that I feel like I'm the only one taking a serious stab at getting us out of here." I glanced over at the girl who had been kicking the door in. "Well, one of the only ones, anyway..."

((haha, me too!))

((Does anyone else find it slightly creepy that there are two "guests" lurking, and we don't know who they are?))

Rose: I kicked the latch again. Still, it didn't budge. Whoever these assholes were, they sure had quite the set-up. I pressed my ear against the door, trying to see if i could hear voices or something. Nothing.

Remy: I managed a hesitant smile as the girl seemed to calm down a bit, her tone softening. "I'd like to help figure out how to get out too..." Glancing around the room, my smile fell a bit. "But I don't really know what to do... I mean, it's not like this is a normal situation for me," I said with a nervous laugh.

Yes... very strange indeed...

((Yyyeah, kinda. xD But hopefully they'll join the site soon! :D))

Matt- I glared at Tara and suddenly, i was so tired i just couldnt hold it in any longer. "What the heck do expect us to do! We're in a cement cell and we're not getting out, am i the only one smart enough to see that. Unless someone comes, we're all gonna die in here! Get that through your thick skull!"

YAY FOR NEW MEMBERS!!!!

Rose: I removed my ear from the door, and glared at Matt. "I suggest you stop it. You don't know what else I'm capable of." I snapped.

Remy: "H-hey, don't fight..." I stood up, ready to get between them if need be. "We all want to get out, it's not gonna help us if we start fighting..."

hmmm

Rose: I continued to glare at Matt. "Remy's right. Quit arguing." I snapped, and turned back toward the door. I kicked the same spot where my dent was, hoping to make it deeper and possibly run through. It was deeper, but no hole. Dammit.

Matt- "Sorry i said looking at the kid who looked ready to stand between us if need be. He couldnt be that much younger than me but he look so vulnerable. I grabbed a chair and rammed it at the door.

Rose: I dodged the chair that was suddenly thrown at either me or the door. Ok, that's it. I looked into the direction from which it came from. Matt. "What the hell was that for?" I snapped, and I walked toward him. "You could've taken my head off, you moron!"