hm weird me....hell yes (open)

((Well that's neat, I hope it works really well for you.))

26:

“Jemma,” I said taping her cheek. I glanced up when Michael came up then looked at him again. I had only seen him like this once before and it was brief. I turned back to Jemma trying to get her to wake up.

Jemma:

My eyes fluttered open and I focused on Sara. “What are you doing?” I muttered pushing her away and scrambling to my knees. I blinked at the guy next to her in confusion for a moment before my mind kicked into gear and I paired his face with his image as a fox. “What are you doing?” I demanded of him.

Michael:

"I was worried about you..." I said softly my ears laying back. I looked at her in concern, glad that I had worn what I had before going into fox form. Unless the clothing was skin tight, it didn't stay with me through the transformation. I was wearing skin tight thankfully. I was wearing a black shirt, that showed I was lightly muscled, and shorts of the same color. The shorts were a bit loose but the shirt was definatly skin tight.

Jemma:

I gave him a look of disapproval before tuning them both out. “Damnit.” I muttered darkly, glowering at the wall. I stretched my wings out, unraveling the bandages on them.

Michael:

Her look of disapproval made me crouch and lay my ears back even more. I wanted Jemma to like me...and her passing out...it worried me...

26:

I watched her worriedly. “Jemma?” I asked touching her shoulder lightly. “I'm fine.” She snapped still refusing to look at either of us. “Then why did you faint?” I asked quietly. She scowled at me. “I did not faint, I blacked out, there is a difference.” She got to her feet and stretched her wings more wincing a bit.

Michael:

I chewed on my lip wishing I hadn't gone into human form now...I hated switching forms, it hurt a lot to do so. And it made me feel worse when I switched forms to help someone I cared about and they were dissappointed with me.

Jemma:

I leaned against the wall looking up at the ceiling. “I hate him, I want him dead. No, I want to make him wish he was never born then make him forget he was ever born. See what they would do with that.” I rambled on.

26:

I patted Micheal's shoulder seeing the way he was looking. “It's alright, she's always like this.” I said quiet enough so hopefully Jemma wouldn't hear me.

Michael:

I looked up at 26 my ears still laying back. "I like her though, and it sucks switching forms..." I said softly.

26:

I frowned. “I'm sorry.” I said not knowing what else I could say. I glanced back at Jemma who was leaning against the wall with her back to us, her tattered wings hanging down rather than folded up.

Jemma:

“We need to get out of here.” I said quietly turning around to face them again. I slid down the wall and sighed thinking of any way out. I looked up again and saw the look that Sara was giving me then with a glance at Michael I realized I had probably done something wrong, though I didn't know what.

Michael:

I didn't look at either of them, I was still wondering if I had done the right thing. I sat down and closed my eyes, what Jemma said registered a bit, enough for me to agree with her and to start trying to think of a way to get out.

Jemma:

I watched him studying the way he was acting. “Did you see Kai?” Sara asked bringing my attention back to her. I thought about it for a moment then answered, “Nope.” There was no need to worry her pointlessly, she was already prone to worry any way.

Michael:

My ears were still laid back, but I wasn't focused on them much right now. I was going over what I knew of this place. Escape routes, hiding places, things like that.

did i miss anything)

((Well we are all in a room together. (Minus Kai.) And beyond that no not really.))

all of us? did someone ge twill out?)

((Er no. My bad. Your still where ever you are.))

whcih i dont even know haha)

((Some kind of tank, with weird liquid. So I have no idea either =P))

yeah imma going to say in an experimental area)

((What ever works. I'm pretty sure we will be breaking out soon so we'll free you.))

Jemma:

I scooted over to Michael. “I'm sorry, I think I was rude,” I said then glanced up at Sara and added, “To both of you.”

Michael:

I looked up at Jemma in surprise. "Uh, its ok." I said before biting my lip. I didn't really know what I should say or do right now. My feelings and instincts changed between forms. Like right now I had a thought that I was in a room with two pretty girls. I knew from experience and witnessing it that even thinking about dating my mistress was a bad idea, but I had no idea about Jemma. That made it that much more confusing for me to be around her like this.

26:

I smiled slightly at Jemma, it was rare to ever get an apology out of her. She bounced up to her feet. “Good.” She said like she had just finished a task off her list. “Now, I'm bored with this room already, let's get out.”

Michael:

I nodded and got to my feet slowly. I kind of felt like I had just been checked off a list. I didn't really know if that was a good thing or not. My ears were partially laid back, but not like I was upset.

Jemma:

I went up to the door and knocked repetitively on like I had before, It had worked. “Help! Please! Help!” I shrieked into the door simultaneously yanking Sara forward and twisting her arm making her cry out loudly in pain. I wanted it to sound as chaotic as possible, it was the most likely way to make them come for us.