Human Error

Possibility

Morning was announced with trays of food for each cell, more or less depending on the number of occupants. When it came to the children's cell, in which there were 6, they received 4 trays to share amongst all of them. Eyes ate the most, having been forced to anyway, while Silencer opted to eat the least. She hadn't forgotten what happened, nor would she ever; it would follow her to her grave. She would not forgive herself.

After their meal, they began to gather up what they had (which was just the clothes on their persons) and prepare to get out. Guardian and Vines would hold the front of the formation, as they were the most brute strength, while Silencer and Historia took up the rear. Eyes was in the middle with Fox, who would bounce around as usual. Things were subject to change at any point under certain circumstances; the stronger set to fend off the soldiers and the smaller ones to try and distract or even fend them off to save those bigger.

Guards lined the decrepit hallway, all dressed exactly the same with the same weapon, the same stance, and the same blank stare. Unless confronted, they almost never spoke; they tried to get things done and not procrastinate or get distracted. There was a bang on the cell door, which was ignored until it became annoying. One guard turned slowly and approached.

"I have to pee really badly," Fox stated, making an awkward looking pose with her legs kinda bent and crossed, hands near her lower regions.

There was a low sigh and the jingle of keys, then a click sounded from the lock.

"Thank you so much!" She went to take off when a large hand gripped her upper arm. Her head snapped up, eyes wide.

"I have to escort you, miss," he informed in a monotone voice, low and gruff.

She nodded and looked back. They went along their way and then returned a few minutes later. As the door was opened, Vines moved close to it, but didn't go out, and pressed his hand to the wall beside the lock. The guards eyes followed him, then he shut the cell door and went back to his post.

Brown eyes flickered back to the others, glinting with a certain…excitement. There was a cheesy grin too and the boy nodded. They scrambled to their feet and went by the door, seeing the dark brown roots protruding from the lock. It took a couple of seconds and some maneuvering, but the door opened slightly. They wedged a small piece of cloth in the lock hole and shut it again, then turned and made sure everyone was ready. Getting the OK, they opened it and piled out.

Alarms went off; blaring red lit up the dank hallways and a loud bleep sounding and echoing off the stone walls. Guards and soldiers alike ran after the 6 children, forcing them to either fight or run.

They chose the latter for now.