Lost

[desire]

Without hesitation, Bradley accessed the communication panel, quietly sending the SOS to the so called "Sybil."

"Yeah Wheatley. Aren't you curious." He paused, then nodded. "As a matter of fact, I do want to know. What are you three doing here...?"

[theworldlies]

I hesitated, haven't actually considering this bit. "...We...uh...we wanted to pay our compliments to the boss!" I invented. "We asked Bradley to escort us since he works with...uh I mean on us!" I laughed nervously, hoping madly he would buy it.

[desire]

Bradley winked quickly towards them, a sign that the message was sent out.

"Hmm.... you did eh? Well... thats surprising... I mean em... not too many tests subjects come to give me compliments..." Wheatley tilted his head to the side. "We uh... we're so glad to have a boss like you in charge! I mean, who else could run this facility with this much... uh... care?" I was really hoping he'd buy this conversation.

"Aw, well thats sweet of you! But.... you could 'ave contacted me through a camera.." He narrowed his eyes curiously. "But uh.. It wouldn't be as meaningful as coming to you in person... right?" I gave a fake smile.

"True. True..." murmured Wheatley.

[Shadow]

"exactly." i said, going with what the others are doing.

((im just gonna try doing RPs like this herre. ^^; )

[theworldlies]

I looked around, hoping Sybil would receive the message quick and speed her way here. She had told me that I could call for help during the utmost importance of time. "We've got plenty to say to you messer."

I fixed my face to a sincere expression. "First, your organization, is just brilliant!" I glance at the others to encourage them to sugar fill him up with anything they could think of.

Come on Sybil...

[desire]

"..and... and the test rooms are so fun to go through!" I was half lying on this... they're fun, but the possibility of death was not fun...

"May I take this time to say that blue looks mighty nice on you? Ok.. that sounds a little weird... uh.... Y-Your very smart!" Bradley was obviously not good about complimenting under pressure.

Skipper clicked a few times, as if trying to speak to Wheatley. "Hm.... thats all true. Thank you for the compliments, but I--"

"And may I say that its amazing how you can run this whole facility by yourself! How do you do that?" Bradley had once told us that cores help Wheatley out a lot as well, with manufacturing, keeping the facility from exploding... unseen things like that... but from the information I had gathered from Wheatley, he must think that he does all the work anyways.

"Ah, yes, that. Well, its quite simple. Its just a matter of typing... things... into this computer... and making stuff happen. Its bloody hard work I tell ya." I.... think I just started a new topic...

[Shadow]

"as long as those things that happen are for science right?" part of me was thinking 'screw science' at this moment...

[theworldlies]

I nervously chuckle. "Woohoo..." trying to sound enthusiastic. "Go science...by the way Wheatley sir, tell us how your bloody awesome skills on computer work? We'd love to<3learn from the ol great, mentor!"

During my fake praise, a panel behind Wheatley slid open from the ceiling and a core with a lime green eye peeked through. It was Sybil. (I changed her eye colour!) My hopes shot to the sky as I gratefully saw her. I gave her a pleading glance which she seemed to understand and narrowed her optic sliders, looking around. She was in her contemplative state...

She seemed to stop at the nearby computer cctv station and her sliders widened as she quickly disappeared back into the ceiling with the panel closing in behind her. Oh man, I hope she has devised a plan. I look at the others and wondered if they saw her.

[desire]

The core that had come and gone I took as Sybil. Maybe I was wrong, but I was in no state to get freaked out.

"Well, em, the first thing a genious like myself learned to do is hacking. I used to hack al the time the get that bloody idiot through all those doors... in fact that human couldn't go anywhere without my help."

"What idiot?" I asked. "Oh nothing. Just a human I used to know. Anyways its not important. So, what do you want to know from the Great And Powerful (Not to mention handsom) Wheatley?"

Bradley grumbled under his breathe. Unfortunately, he was still stuck to that panel that had brought us up here in the first place, which was right in front of Wheatley, which made me nervous.