ladyanglaise

Metalheart

Cooper stood up, hugging her parents one last time before walking up. Vanna removed the daisy from her own hair and tucked it behind Cooper's ear, as if for good luck. The girl started toward the stage, smiling at her friends as she passed them, momentarily forgetting the rules that forbade such joviality at graduation. She climbed up to the stage and put on the helmet, ignoring the scornful looks from the teachers and officials lined up around the machine and platform.
The machine whirred and dinged, until finally a word appeared on the screen.
METALHEART

Experimental Army

@LTDarksin"That looks pretty advanced." Ivy said, sounding impressed. She didn't know he was missing a hand, she wasn't paying attention to it. Probably too distracted by all the other crazy shit that had happened today, she thought as she kept eating.

Metalheart

Cooper was ecstatic for her friend. She had to hold herself back to keep from jumping up and cheering, but her face said it all. Her lips formed a large smile and revealed her uneven teeth, pressing her aqua eyes nearly closed. With one word on one screen, Marcella was able to almost leave the system of rules that their society set up. She would help them all, Metalheart or politician, teacher or lawyer.
The speakers whined and announced the next name: "Cooper Newman."

Metalheart

Cooper beamed as she saw her friend walk up to the platform. She got ready to start clapping for her, knowing she was going to get something excellent.

Metalheart

Cooper watched Marcella leave, how she sadly looked up at her parents before joining the others.
"A friend of yours, Coop?" Vanna asked, looking over to the Italian girl.
"Mm-hmm." Cooper hummed in reply, looking up at Marcella's parents out of curiosity and quickly looking away.
"She looks like a noble." Joseph chimed in. "You're braver than I was in school."
Coop smiled. "It's not me, really. If her parents knew that she so much as looked at me, her parents would be furious. She's the brave one."

Experimental Army

@LTDarksin Ivy nodded. "Ohh, David Long. Yeah, I heard about you. No one in my cell block bought a word of what they said on the news, we all thought you were being framed. You had the support of Boston Women's Correctional Facility, if that does anything for you." She said. "But seriously. I'm so sorry about your family. No one should have to go through that." She disregarded his question about her for the moment. She thought that talking about her story right then would've been like telling someone with tuberculosis about what a terrible cold you have.

Experimental Army

Ivy started eating, trying not to wolf it down and make a mess. She looked over at David and smiled back at him. "So. What landed you here?" she asked simply. Dangerous or not, she was curious and she knew they'd all be stuck together for a long time.

Experimental Army

Ivy sighed, making a plate of penne and roast beef. No point in fighting battles you can't win. She wondered if Roxy would sit down with them, she certainly seemed to know something that they didn't.

Experimental Army

Ivy really hoped that being in this program (or whatever it was) would mellow David out a little bit. After all, being in prison for a year was enough to make Ivy enthusiastically volunteer for this, for better or for worse. She was thankful for Neva, it was nice being around someone reasonable.
She stood up and looked at Vlad. She had so many questions... where were they? What did he really want with them? Why did they make it if there were so many others that tried? Was her brother one of them? But she had a feeling none of these questions would be answered right now. She glanced down at the table, and then looked up to meet Vlad's gaze again.
"Can we eat now?" She asked.

Metalheart

Cooper (and I assume Marcella, right @Fubsy?) kept walking to the venue for the graduation. Cooper took her seat with the other Metalheart families, sitting between her mother and father.
Her father, Joseph, was balding and dark-eyed. His face was creased from years of hard work and stress, but his eyes shone brightly when he saw his daughter. The same went for his wife Vanna, a bony woman in a faded yellow dress with a field daisy in her hair. They both hugged Cooper as she sat down, so excited for their daughter.