09-05-2017, 05:38 PM
Jan eyed the cell he called “home” or at least a temporary home Klaud had forced him to step inside. From his holding area, he could hear a extremely hardened Klaud yell orders at her men and woman.
He firmly believed she wasn’t the same woman she once was, as something else changed her for the worse. He wasn’t going to find his team sitting in this cage waiting for his untimely death… again.
It left Jan fuming. It wasn’t his fault he ran into the truth.
The guards around his cell shook as they ran to Klaud’s room to figure out what the hell was going on.
But even though Jan’s heart was broken, his will to fight and find something better still burned. He pushed himself off the bed. It was a lose lose situation if he stayed here with Klaud, his lover no more.
Luckily for the ISA solider, he still had something small Luger had given him over time. It didn’t look like much but he took the small item and jammed it into said jail cell keyhole, moving it up and down until a “click” sound was heard.
The jail cell was slowly opened as he licked the paper clip, locking the door behind him.
He gritted his teeth, for once perhaps he felt like his own best friend, Rico back home.
Now he had to rely on his own soldier skills and training, remembering everything from his team.
The base probably would be brimming with Black Order cross agents. But from Klaud’s yelling, he could hear something about them moving out, leaving Jan the perfect opportunity.to escape.
The guards were scared enough they accidently left the door cracked open, perhaps the guards actually felt bad for the soldier anyways.
Once everyone was a safe distance away, Jan bent down and listened for guards still around. Turns out they had all went with Klaud with her latest creation.
Since the castle door was open, he ran up the stairs, remembering the base’s own halls like his own hand thanks to Klaud and his military training in the ISA, being the best 10 percent in his class.
Perhaps this would be a taste of her own medicine.
A bitter taste of cough medicine left by the ISA.
Maybe she’d miss him around in time.
The doors busted open and Jan started his own way through the pale moons, picking up a dropped com on the floor, locking the doors behind him.
“See you later, Ice queen.”
Jan ran until his legs gave out and hoped to whatever god this verse had pointed him toward a gun shop in the Pale Moons. He had to tell someone…
Anyone.
He firmly believed she wasn’t the same woman she once was, as something else changed her for the worse. He wasn’t going to find his team sitting in this cage waiting for his untimely death… again.
It left Jan fuming. It wasn’t his fault he ran into the truth.
The guards around his cell shook as they ran to Klaud’s room to figure out what the hell was going on.
But even though Jan’s heart was broken, his will to fight and find something better still burned. He pushed himself off the bed. It was a lose lose situation if he stayed here with Klaud, his lover no more.
Luckily for the ISA solider, he still had something small Luger had given him over time. It didn’t look like much but he took the small item and jammed it into said jail cell keyhole, moving it up and down until a “click” sound was heard.
The jail cell was slowly opened as he licked the paper clip, locking the door behind him.
He gritted his teeth, for once perhaps he felt like his own best friend, Rico back home.
Now he had to rely on his own soldier skills and training, remembering everything from his team.
The base probably would be brimming with Black Order cross agents. But from Klaud’s yelling, he could hear something about them moving out, leaving Jan the perfect opportunity.to escape.
The guards were scared enough they accidently left the door cracked open, perhaps the guards actually felt bad for the soldier anyways.
Once everyone was a safe distance away, Jan bent down and listened for guards still around. Turns out they had all went with Klaud with her latest creation.
Since the castle door was open, he ran up the stairs, remembering the base’s own halls like his own hand thanks to Klaud and his military training in the ISA, being the best 10 percent in his class.
Perhaps this would be a taste of her own medicine.
A bitter taste of cough medicine left by the ISA.
Maybe she’d miss him around in time.
The doors busted open and Jan started his own way through the pale moons, picking up a dropped com on the floor, locking the doors behind him.
“See you later, Ice queen.”
Jan ran until his legs gave out and hoped to whatever god this verse had pointed him toward a gun shop in the Pale Moons. He had to tell someone…
Anyone.
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