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[img]https://s1.postimg.org/1l2u03hqtb/tumblr_oy4sg6f3p51qd1s6no1_540.gif[/img][hr][b][color=82ca9d]Location:[/color][/b] Lab Facility[/center][hr][hr]	Nine gasped and grunted a bit as the bullet hit her shoulder. She bit down on the inside of her mouth in order to keep a scream from tearing its way out. She was lucky that the bullet hadn't exploded similarly to how it did for the others. If she hadn't been in the middle of a fire fight, maybe she would have. [color=82ca9d]"That's damn right you're outnumbered,"[/color] Nine hissed. Even with the bullet in her shoulder, she hadn't let go of the gun she had stolen. [color=82ca9d]"Put the weapons on the ground and kick them over,"[/color] Nine instructed through the pain. 

	She heard a female voice as smoke began to flood in, filling the hallway to the extent that she couldn't see anyone else. It could have been one of the others - there were thirteen of them - or one of their enemies. The fog made it so that way she wouldn't be able to shoot with confidence that she wouldn't hurt one of her own. She didn't know the other twelve, but she felt responsible for them. It was hard to wake up out of stasis with no memories, a number branded on your own skin, and a military force coming for you without forming some sense of camaraderie. 

	Yet while she could see the smoke, the air didn't feel any different to her. It could have been the shock from the bullet wound - something that she'd definitely need to take care of quickly. [color=82ca9d]"Answer her question or we'll kill you all. Don't think that a little fog will keep me from securing our future,"[/color] Nine threatened, glaring forward even though she had no idea if her perceived enemies were in that direction. They could have left for all she knew.