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[indent][sub][COLOR=FFC300][B]Location:[/B][/COLOR] [color=silver][i]Dorm Rooms[/i] - [i]AEGIS Complex, Alcatraz Island[/I][/color][/sub][sup][right][COLOR=FFC300][b]Issue #1:[/b][/COLOR] [color=silver][I]Absolutely Buzzingly Furious![/I][/color][/right][/sup][/indent][center][color=FFC300]▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅[/color][/center][INDENT][sub][color=FFC300][B]Interaction(s):[/B][/COLOR] [color=silver][I]Poe [@Roman][/I][/color][/sub][SUP][RIGHT][COLOR=FFC300][b]Previously:[/b][/COLOR] [color=silver][I]N/A[/I][/color][/right][/SUP]
[indent][color=gray]A faint echo of frantic pitter-patter filled up the AEGIS dorm room.

Pacing back and forth, Quinn nearly drove a rut into the sterile-like flooring. Her eyes were wide, panic-stricken. Anxiety crawled up her tiny spine and into her very thoughts. There was only one thing she wanted right now: [i]out[/i] of this damned room. Being locked up once more filled her with dread, even more so upon the realization that this place was the former site of Alcatraz. She could only think of how to escape, but how did one escape from the inescapable Rock?

Maybe she could crawl underneath the door threshold. No, that wouldn't work. While Quinn was small in stature, even she probably couldn't squeeze underneath through the gap. What about picking the lock? Yeah, if only she had any experience in lock-picking. It was too bad that she spent more time trying to keep herself alive rather than attending Lockpicking 101 while she was still living on the streets back in Montana.

[COLOR=FFC300][b]"FUCK!"[/b][/color] Quinn yelled, although to her newfound roommate, her angered shouting wasn't particularly what one would consider "yelling" due to her small figure. She heel-turned to Poe, and pointed a finger at her. [color=FFC300]"It was you, wasn't it? With all that labyrinth bullshit! Come on now; conjure up one of those doors so I can get the [i]hell[/i] out of here!"[/color]

A strange request, given that the labyrinth was just as much of a prison as this facility was. One that was very much anxiety-driven and made with clouded judgement.[/color][/indent][/indent]