The Enclave

7.Cisco

So we needed a plan.

And sure. We sorta got one, a week later. But the journey to that plan seemed like a very long one at first.

We'd deduced that there was something on the outside. We needed to escape. All we had to do was formulate an epic escape plan.

This was not going very well.

Six days before it had been a week, we were in the library chick to my extreme disappointment, had become our usual meeting place. I sat next to Mae, and Xella was facing us, but because of the way the black and white table was built, we couldn't see each other. We could hear each other fine, though.

I was not a good whisperer.

"This is going nowhere." Xella hissed, from her place sitting opposite Mae, spreading her usual optimism like the little ray of sunshine that she really was. So we wouldn't seem suspicious, we were all pretending to study, and she had her nose buried in a history textbook.

"That's because we can't agree on anything." Mae whispered back. And she wasn't wrong.

"You guys aren't listening to me. I think we should just make use of my incredible fighting ability to beat the White Hats and the Grims. Its a fool proof plan." Take note, this was said in a voice that I considered a whisper, but apparently the same opinion wasn't shared by everyone in the library as they shushed me simultaneously.

I was tempted to yell something along the lines that they were all in a government-created prison and they were too dumb and shushed me too much for me to ever help them escape, but Mae reached over the panel separating us and slapped my head without even looking at me. This made a pretty loud sound too but apparently nobody had a problem with that.

Well, they'd rejected my plan, and that was the last one they would see from me. I had no desire to help these annoying book-reading hypocrites. I would just escape on my own.

"Cisco." Mae whispered. I turned to see her craning her neck to see me over the panel. Maybe just realizing that she should listen to me more and try to slap my head less. But no. She just wanted to point out that the book that I was fake reading was upside down.

Ah. I see how that could blow one's cover.

I flipped it over, trying to remain dignified and look interested in the stupid mess of algebra.

"Idiot." She snickered lightly, going back to her own fake studying.

"No I'm not." I kept my eyes fixed on the book, and turned the page occasionally to maintain my image. "I could only be able to read upside down. You don't know that."

"Oh, I'm pretty sure I do."

"Focus guys." Xella muttered. I couldn't see her face at all, but I could hear the scowl in her voice. "Cisco, it's not that were doubting your fighting ability."

"Really?" Mae said, sounding incredulous.

"It's that we don't believe it exists altogether." I sighed, but honestly being surprised at Xella being mean was like being surprised at Mae being annoying. Both of which activities were pointless.

"Which is why we need," she continued, "a more...sensible plan."

"Well, I'm open to suggestions. Since you guys are happy to shoot down my ideas, but never come up with any yourselves."

This time only the Grim librarian looked up and glared at me. I smiled back.

"Cisco? Mae? Shut up." Xella hissed, sinking even lower behind her book in hopes of avoiding the librarian's withering glare. "Listen to me. So we have each presented a plan. Mine was a vague idea about giving the Slimies to the staff. As we all agreed, too many flaws with that plan. Cisco's plan was based on his nonexistent fighting ability, which would be a disaster. Mae probably has a plan to bore  the staff all to death..."