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Sorry, Storm. I somehow missed your Valenti post last week. I would have responded sooner if I'd realized...
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*Michael*

He hits me with the tazer and I feel my body stiffen as the electric assault over-rides my nervous system; pain lances through me but I can't breathe. A moment later it ends. Taking a few deep gulps of air, I slump, putting a leaden hand out on the wall to catch my balance.

"Now, answer my questions and we can do this the easy way. Make me angry and I will see to it that your friends get a taste of this too. What is your name, alien boy?" he asks.

Straightening up with an effort, I reach to pull the probes from my shoulder, but my fingers don't work. They're still numb and won't close around the wires. I raise my eyes, fixing this sheriff with a baleful glare as he watches me from behind those dark glasses. I can't believe he's threatening my friends. I thought Cameron and Isabel were safe in Oregon. If he brought them here, too, then things are really bad.

And the reference to me as 'alien boy' isn't good, either. I guess I already knew that he guessed that but it just confirms how much trouble I'm about to have. I'm sure I don't know any of the answers that he's going to want and I doubt he's going to be patient about it. In fact, I see him tensing already, the hand holding the tazer bobbing slightly as he flexes his hand, preparing for another shot.

"Michael," I say quickly, answering his question before asking another of my own. "What have you done with my friends? They have nothing to do with this. Let them go."


*Kyle*

As Tess flirts with Trevor, I strive to remain calm. Looking away, I notice Maria walking past the side of the car to get in. The rear tire soundlessly goes flat in her wake and I realize this is part of the plan.

"Uh, Trevor?" I say, hoping that I'm playing the part correctly. "It looks like you got a flat."

"What?" Trevor asks, coming around the car to look. "Damn it. How did that happen?"

I shrug. "Dunno. Do you have a spare or do you need to call a tow truck?" I ask.
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Maria

As Tess flirts with Trevor I take it as my que to do a flat.

Making sure that Trevor isn't watching I wave my hand pass the tire making it flat. I step near the door as I hear Kyle

Uh, Trevor? It looks like you got a flat.

What?Trevor asks as he comes to where I was just standing to check it out.

Dunno. Do you have a spare or do you need to call a tow truck?

I smile that Kyle's caught on so fast.
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*Kyle*

"Yeah, I think I got a spare," Trevor says moving some stuff around in the back of the car in order to access the hatch. "But I've never actually changed a tire before."

"It's not hard," I assure him. "It'll only take fifteen or twenty minutes."

"Twenty minutes!" Tess complains. "We'll be late for the movie!"

"Uh, yeah," Trevor says. He's found the tire and is now spinning the wing-nut holding it in place. "Maybe you should ride with Alex. I'll catch up," he says.

"Yo! Alex! Wait up," I call, getting his attention before he drives off. The girls smile and start walking in that direction. I turn to Trevor and offer, "I'll stay and help you out. I've done this before."

"Nah, don't bother," Trevor insists. "I'm sure I can manage. You don't need to miss the movie."

"Well, okay, man. If you say so," I say, glad to be going along. I have a feeling the girls were about to insist that I come with them, anyway so I could be part of whatever is going on with them and Max. "See ya soon," I add although I know I won't. We're not going to be going to the movies, I'm sure. Then I head for the car with Maria and Tess.



OOC - I'm assuming Trevor plans to fix the tire with his powers and doesn't want Kyle around.
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Maria

As we walk away I find it a little wierd that Trevor wants to stay behind.

And all wiggy about Kyle staying.

I tell Max telpathically

*Somethings not right why would trevor be so weird about kyle staying you think one of us should stay close*
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*Max*

Right on cue, I hear Tess and Maria call to us, waving for our attention. "And here they come," I say to Alex as he now knows the plan enough to realize it's begun.

In a moment, Kyle joins them, walking towards the two of us. He seems to be fairly non-plussed about it all. No doubt he figured it out, too.

*Somethings not right why would trevor be so weird about kyle staying you think one of us should stay close* Maria says.

She's always so suspcious of Trevor and anyone who isn't in on our secrets. Well, especially Trevor since he's so close to us and has a greater opportunity to accidentally see something. But I don't really see what he could have to do with dark-haired teenager who needs our help.

*Do you think he has something to do with hurting the boy that Tess saw?* I ask. As much as I don't want to believe it, it is possible that Trevor is some sort of agent here to expose us but I'm pretty sure the alien I sensed isn't from the Roswell area...
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Maria

*Do you think he has something to do with hurting the boy that Tess saw?* Max asks

*I don't know But it could be possible, i don't know but I have a feeling someone should stay close, he was so into trying to keep Kyle away it was so weird, I think we should check it out*

I look back at Trevor he smiles at me a little and I smile back, we aren't that great of friends, who am I kidding we don't even talk but there's something weird about him.
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*Max*

I look back at Trevor and see that he's hauling the spare out of the trunk, and setting it by the back of the car. As he does this, he's glancing at us about every half second. He's definately watching us -- waiting for us to leave. I wonder why.

*He would be pretty suspicious if one of us turned back to stay with him now, wouldn't he?* I ask. I'm concerned that we'll need all of us to figure out what to do to help this boy in trouble and I don't want to lose any of the group, but Maria does have a point. It would be good to know where he is and what he's doing...

What am I talking about? He's a friend. Well, mostly. He must know there's something more between the rest of us -- he's always a little on the edge of the group...

"Nice plan!" Kyle says aloud, keeping his voice low as the group gets within easy speaking distance. "So, I take it we're missing the movie. What's next? Whats going on?"
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~Valenti~


The boy seems to enjoy glaring at me and I can't help but smirk. He's got spunk and it just makes me think of how much fun it will be to break him. The only thing that get's me is the fact that he looks young enough to be my son. I'm itching to zap him again when he rushes to answer me. "Michael." Then he asks me his own little question. "What have you done with my friends? They have nothing to do with this. Let them go."

Not as if I wasn't expecting that one. The fact that he was concerned about those two girls made me wonder a few things. "For the moment, they are fine and dandy, under observation but unharmed. However, should you fail to cooperate, I won't hesitate to order them brought in for tests. I know our scientists are wondering whether there are any effects from humans being around your kind for a lengthy period of time."

Shrugging, I look him over, "Now, Michael.. I want to know why you killed people before but haven't done so in fourty years now? What do your kind really look like?"
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*Michael*

I try to move but I feel like my body's carved out of wood. I start to fall and manage to shift just enough to land in a seated position on the edge of the bed. The good part is, I manage to drop my hand over the lines to the leads in my shoulder and they fall out, slowly rewinding into the sheriff's tazer gun.

Lovely. Now he's all ready to take another shot, but that's not even what scares me the most. The idea of Cameron and Isabel being tested by his scientists.... I have no idea what he has in mind, but I doubt it'll be enjoyable.

I was so sure I didn't see any other prisoners when they took me out of the plane. I wonder how far away they are -- but there's nothing I can do to find out.

Cameron! Isabel! I'm so sorry... I think, wishing they could hear me. Wishing for any friendly face or even a friendly word. But that's all in the past, I know. Now, I have this room and a nameless sheriff.

"Now, Michael.. I want to know why you killed people before but haven't done so in forty years now? What do your kind really look like?" he says.

My kind. He makes it sound like I'm part of a group. Maybe I am, but if so, I don't know anything about them. I'm the only one of 'my kind' that I know. For what I look like, all I know is what I see in the mirror. I've seen the same movies he has... four-foot-high silver-skinned bald aliens... Shape-shifters. ... E.T. ... But all I am, is me.

I lean my head and shoulders against the wall as I decide to answer his first question instead. "I've never killed anyone," I tell him wearily, expecting a new shock at any second. "I wasn't even born forty years ago..."
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~*TESS*~

Trevor notices the flat that Maria created while I flirted and so we are walking towards Alex and Max, having left Trevor behind when all of a sudden I have another pain behind my eyes, the pain is intense, but I manage to remain standing by grabbing onto Kyle's arm. He turns and grabs me as I close my eyes against the now blinding glare of the sun. This time I see the same boy except now his face is wracked with pain and it seems there are electric wires coming from him. I open my eyes and Kyle is looking really concerned, while Maria and Max are having a telepathic conversation, and Alex is fiddling with the car.

"His name is Michael, he wants to know where his friends are. He's nearby somewhere"
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