i fall to pieces the silence in black and white I am so totally in love with you. ..missed you. <3 a broken mirror in your life Cj quietly made her way to the playground. She had discovered it not long after... Not long after Alexios left Sighing, Cj staggered on toward the playground. Her once innocent and cheery attitude was shattered when Alexios just..left. Disappeared. Moments, it seemed, after they had talked near the train tracks. Shaking her head violently, Caliandra struggled to push those memories out of her mind.Alexios left, you idiot. She paused. It was the first time she'd ever spoken those words. Alexios left.., she whispered. Cj closed her eyes. He lied. Everything he said...was a lie. Caliandra hated to think this way about Alexios, but what else was there to say? He had left...left Cj to fend for herself. She had survived, yes...but just barely. She'd been living near the train tracks, spending almost every moment there since Alexios left; leaving only to find food or water. She had been waiting for him. But today, Caliandra Jade Levin was fucking tired of waiting. She had left her camp at the tracks to find Sita, whom she'd been avoiding since...well y'know. She was sure Sita's child had been born and she and Corey were happily raising their baby..without Cj. But who needed her anyway? Not her parents, not Arciero, and obviously not Alexios Torez. Rounding a corner, she looked to the ground, counting the steps to the playground. She had counted before -- there were 14. One, two, three, four. Alexios walked right out the door. Five, six, seven, eight. He left you here to sit and wait. Nine, ten, eleven, twel-- Caliandra's counting was cut off when she walked into something...or someone? Cj looked up and her jaw dropped open. No. it can't be. She stood and stared. Al--Ale--Alexios? The armor was different, his look was different...but goddamn it, it was him. Slowly, Cj reached out to touch his helmet where his cheek would be. A-Al-Alexios, y-you came b-b-back?....?. i fall to pieces now falling forward as she walks towards the light

Caliandra Jade

OOC:

Table's getting there now..

Only a short post, sorry..

IC:

The soldier stood for a second. His hand tightened on his gun for a brief second as the woman, shorter than him, inhis suit at least, bumped into him.
Staring at her, bleeps could be heard from his helmet, high pitched squeels, no doubt only fuelling her mind even more. These sounds were predominant in the suit of Alexios.

When she touched him however, he quickly retracted. The eyes of his suit shone in her direction as he lifted the gun ever so slightly. He stared for what seemed like minutes before he finally relaxed a little,
"No radiation or contamination present. This one's clean."His voice was tinny and robotic over the suit's speaker, again, like the last soldier to pass through here, and mysteriously dissappear again. Slowly, lowered his gun back down and sighed,
"Alexios, Ma'am? I believe you have me mistaken. Do you speak of Alexios Torez, the soldier who was attacked here?"

He looked around. The place was so desolate. What was this woman doing around here, and why did he feel as if he knew her?

OOC:

Wooohhh.. <3

IC:

The soldier frowned, before chuckling a little, though his facial expressions can't be seen under his mask,
"Ahh , you are heavily mistaken, and I'm not sure how either. I don't even look like the guy, from what I know. He wore the old suit, whereas I got the new one, and my rifle is ever so slightly bigger than his."

He chuckled a little more before it suddenly hit him. She had said 'My Alexios'. He frowned a little and looked at her, suddenly feeling a little numb,
"Alexios Torez. He came here on a recon mission, but was attacked by an unknown enemy. In an attempt to save as much as possible, the Military sent out a recovery party, who came to collect Alex just over a year ago. From what I heard however, something had gone wrong with Subject 1, and he had to be forcefully taken from this place. Put up a good fight too apparently, kept calling out the words, 'Cee Jayy', or something like that, so I hear."
He sighed and looked around,
"Military believes that whoever changed Subject 1's patterns had that set as their intention, so I'm here to investigate. Alexios was a prototype soldier, and it's believed that his death was the result of malignant attack from an internal control device, though it hasn't been proven ye-.."
He stopped, suddenlyblinking inside his suit,
"What the hell..?!"
He turned away. What had he just done. He had revealed his mission objectives, a marine's first mistake. Why did he feel like he could talk to this woman so easily?

After a few seconds, he turned back to her, "If you know anything.. ma'am.. that can..." he started to daze. Before his eyes and in his mind he was seeing and hearing something. Arms, infront of him, scratched, as the person he was seeing from was being dragged away at night down an empty street. The voice was calling out, 'CJ! Sita!'

He placed his hand on his head and shook it quickly,
"Jeez.. must be the M-synch.."

OOC:

<3

IC:

He sighed a little, clipping his gun to his leg. As he did, it automatically turned off, a double safety switch.
He raised his hands to his head, starting to unclip certain levers around his neck. He spoke whilst he did so,
"There's no need to get stroppy Ma'am. The reports all said that ever since he returned, all he did was shout and get angry. He attempted to send messages to an unknown source twice once he was recovered, so the all clear was given."

Carefully the soldier lifted his helmet off, revealing his blonde hair fully. The eyes turned off as soon as it lost contact with the rest of the suit, and the man's deep blue eyes met CJ's with a level of uncertainty within them,
"I'm afriad Miss, that Alexios Torez was terminated just 49 hours 25 minutes after his arrival on-site. I wasn't around to see, but I heard the reports, and I have been fully briefed. I'm sorry, but I'm not the man you think I am."

His hair, the glow of his eyes, and facial build said differently though. The only thing that was obviously different about this man was that he bore NONE of Alexios' scars on his cheeks, neck; anywhere visible for that matter. He seemed younger than Alexios, better looking too, and his eyes were much more dazzling, they glowed like Alexios' did, only brighter, and much more calming.

"So, you are CeeJay? Was Alexios a friend of yours? Reports all say that he continually called out CJ, even on site, and through the.. termination.." he coughed a little, feeling awkward by saying this, but he new he had to. His mission was to find as much information as possible, and if Alex WAS comprimised like it was thought, then CJ was a very potential suspect. His guard was up..

OOC:

It's fine. This is a little short.

IC:

As he watched her walk away, something overpowered his mind and he winced in slight pain. An image, and words. 'What if... I was to stay... for you..?'

He grasped his head quickly and moaned a little, gritting his teeth, before taking a deep breath as the images subsided. There was a woman in that image, and he was just speaking to her. Suddenly she was walking away. He knew he needed to find out more.

Quickly catching up with her, he clipped his helmet to his other leg from his gun and sighed,
"So this place is called Arciero, huh? How well did you know Alexios? And.. is there a train station around here or something..?"

He knew his words were a little risky, but there was no other way to do this. If there was one thing that aggrevated him, it was being in the dark, and the images he'd seen so many times in the 10 minutes he'd been here were doing more than leaving him with no light. They actually hurt, as if this was a little more than just a wierd coincidence, but more of a physical problem.

OOC:

M'kay :3

IC:

Alexios frowned a little, this time visible.
"I just keep.. getting wierd flashes.."
He closed his eyes quickly then shook his head, thinking to himself, 'great going pal. You're doing REAL well on your first assignment. Just tell her everything you know, you know?'
He sighed a little,
"Just.. wierd.. In the last flash I saw, there was a train station, and I was stood on the tracks. Someone's in front of me, back faced to me, when whoever I'm looking through the eyes of says something.."
He looked at her slightly, still frowning, "Is that predominant around here? Hallucinations of any sort, because it's only been happening since I came here.."

Looking to his right a little he stopped and looked out. He had to freeze, whilst another image flashed before him. A soldier, led down, gun spread before him. The sniper rifle, pointed at a building up ahead. Quickly, the soldier rectiied his vision to see what the building the man was aiming at was.

An Opera House.

Which induced another vision, this time powerful enough to make him hold his head again. He saw outside the opera house a man, led down, in a suit, similar to his own, only the older design.

Then, as quick as it came, the vision was gone, and with it the pain. Turning back to CJ, he blinked a little. The images had flashed in no time at all, not enough time for CJ to have walked any further than 2 meters from him.

He sighed, "You wouldnt happen to be a medic or anything, would you?"

i fall to pieces the silence in black and white Okay. We need to set the date for teh wedding. And plan our honeymoon. >_> a broken mirror in your life She frowned, thinking. Flashes? Like flash.....backs? She was taken away from her thoughts with his questions.No,she smiled. No hallucinations in Arciero that I know of. But..there is a train station. And you've seen our playground...and there's the Opera House...her voice trailed off. That's where I met Alexios.She shook the image of her and Alexios out of her head and kept walking. Why the hell was he here? And why...why now... And what were these flashes he was having? Caught up in her thoughts and ignoring the question about the medic just seconds later, Cj spun around again to look at the soldier. Wait, what did he say? The person. That said something. In the..flash. Tell me what he said. i fall to pieces now falling forward as she walks towards the light

Caliandra Jade

OOC:

Kay. Good luck.

Btw. REALLY short.. >.<!

IC:

He stood silent for a few seconds, before he looked her in the eyes, the colour draining from his face,
"What if... I was to stay... for you..?"
For the second time this mission, he could feel his arms going numb,
"Why have I heard that? Does it bear any significance at all?"

He held his head again, a slow pain taking a hold this time, but he tried to ignore it the best he could,
"What do I keep seeing?"

Slowly, he was losing his balance. The specially designed sniper rifle that was supposed to be light weitgh for anyone built to use it, was now feeling very heavy, and his head was becoming ever more unbearably sore. This time though, he wasn't seeing any flashes. The world around him was just twisting, turning.

OOC:

That it will..

IC:

He could feel her holding him now, and it felt relaxing, like a feeling he seemed to know, but then something took him unexpectedly, and his condition took a grave turn for the worse. He collapsed, on the spot. He didn't fall in any particular direction, but his legs gave way from under him and he crumpled.

His breathing seemed very week as his eyes closed and he lost control. Slowly, he slumped backwards, his rifle weighing him down and bending his back dangerously.

Though, quietly, he was murmering something. Very quietly, he was talking, seemingly in some trance like sleep, as if he was dreaming now restlessly.

Still, he was in an awkward position, the butt-end of his gun digging into his back. His suit was silent. Without his helmet, it was doing very little to support him. Like the gun, it was just another weight holding him down to the floor.

OOC:

And you suckseed? =P

IC:

In his mind, everything was white, before things came back round. Colours, people around him. Many people. All wearing lab coats. They were standing around the side of a table that he was strapped down to.

Seeing that he was awake, one of the men walked up beside him and smiled, injecting something into his arm,
"Welcome back Alexios. I hear you've had quite a trip."

He could hear himself speak, but had no control. His voice sounded almost identical, but he seemed angry,
"What the fuck am I doing back here? What are you assholes doing to me?"

The man looked shocked,
"Where did you learn such talk?! Not here! We would never teach that to our own.. You're here Alex, because you have a fault, and we're going to fix it."

His head turned and looked down his own body. His trousers were different, and he was wearing no top. All over his body, were his scars, but more frightening, were gaping metal holes and plugs. He tried to break his way off the table, but he failed. With a sadistic grin the Doctor shook his head,
"That's useless Alex. If you really want to go, you can go, but only after we're done with you."
"What are you going to do?"
"Fix you, like I said. Your mind is poisoned Alex. You were too easy to be comprimised by such simple things as emotion. We're going to strip those from you, give you a fresh start, and we're giving you an upgrade too."
The doctor pointed to a table next to him. There, were many tools there, and every single one looked sharp.

Again, the soldier could feel Alex trying to break free, but soon everything went blurry, as another injection was fed into him,
"Goodnight, Alex. See you on the other side."
He managed to let out on last cry for help,
"CJ!!!"

Turns out though, that his cry had dragged him out of his ultimate flash back, and he jolted up, CJ's arm being pushed off him. Without realising anything about where he was, he stood up quickly, looking down at his suit,
"Holy.. fuck.. they did it..!" He quickly detatched the necessary clips for his suit, and stripped off his top section. His back was now faced to CJ, as he looked down at his stomach. Not a single scar or plug.

The impact of it all, he now looked up, facing the Opera house. Quietly, but enough for CJ to hear him, though he hadn't realised she was there, he let out one word,
"A.. Arciero..."

OOC:

Who's in bed what now?

IC:

Silently he stared out across Arciero, taking in a full lung of air, before smiling, hearing her,
"Yes?"

He turned around to face her, his eyes glowing as they do, and his blonde hair now caught very lightly in the wind. He didn't care that he was stood topless in a ware-wolf town. Afterall, he was stood topless in a ware-wolf town, with CJ right infront of him.

Barely unable to contol himself, he stopped himself from running to her, grabbing her and.. well.. doing things.. instead he smiled softly and looked a little sympathetic,
"I didn't leave, if that's what you're thinking. Like I said. They took me away."

It seemed he was now getting his recent memories too. Memories of both Alex and the Soldier.

Looking down at his under shirt on the floor, he smiled a little, before looking back up, "You don't hate me, do you?"

OOC:

Let's see if I can do this one witout cutting the end off..

IC:

Holding her gently he kissed back, enjoying every moment, and when she pulled away and spoke he shook his head a little, the cold air making him shiver slightly and instinctively pick up his shirt and put it on,
"They came for me last time because I told them I was staying when they got here to take me back. That was my mistake," slowly, he replaced all his upper armour back on, feeling his strength returning to him now, and ready again to weild his rifle once more, "I have 3 months safe here on this assignment, and at the end of that 3 months, the briefing said they would push the time back for a further 3 months if not all the objectives were complete. I'm sure within 6 months I can think of something.."

Slowly he looked around,
"Place hasn't changed all that much has it..? And you're still as beautiful as I remember.." he smiled at her before picking up his sniper rifle and slinging it onto his back as if it weighed nothing, though it weighed a tonne.

"6 months, then after that, they'll question it all again, but I'll think of something. They're confident that "Subject 2" they're calling me now, is stripped of emotions. But the M-Synch platform threw me out here partially restored, and all it took was to see everything first hand to jog my memory again."

He looked around once more, at the lights on in the Opera House. Smiling, he pointed at the old large buidling, "Did Sita have her child? Was it a boy or a girl?"

He seemed so happy to be back again, but there were so many things to do and so many questions to ask.