016 was sitting in a corner portraying the victim she was supposed to be. She had a math book out and was working on some Geometry problems while also reading a book about dark matter by switching back and forth. She tried to look at herself from an outward angle. Perfect. She looked exactly like what she was trying to portray. A teenage human girl with an advanced brain and nothing more. She was just smart. She almost growled in anger but caught herself, focusing instead on her book about dark matter. Out of the corner of her eye she saw 021, someone who she thought was fascinating to study from afar, get up and walk over to someone else who she didn’t know. She pondered for a moment how she had gotten under her radar but snapped back into focus when 021 started talking to Under Radar Girl. Her ears adjusted themselves to have the beat hearing and she started to focus on the conversation while attempting to write geometric problems simultaneously.
021 asked Under Radar Girl, her name and it peaked her interest. She had never portrayed 021 as a friendly soul or even one interested in other people. She shifted her weight so her back was facing the couple and her ears were ever so closer to the action. She heard 021’s opinion on number names and found it interesting. She wondered if she would like her. She already had a real name although she hadn’t told anyone and she never would. She loved it and treasured it as her own because she wasn’t going to let the government tell her how to do that. She noticed as other inmates passed her they shot her odd or even disgusted glances. She knew everyone’s opinion that she didn’t belong her simply because her said power was smartness. But, she couldn’t fool the governments power test which simply said if she was powerful enough to be kept captive. Unfortunately it 100% said yes.
She sighed. She wondered if she would ever have enough information to break out of this hellhole. She probably could, but she still had things she needed, or needed to know. She fumed inside herself because this place was terrible, interesting, but terrible and she needed to get out. She noticed her anger with panic and quickly attempted to extinguish. She told herself it’s fine and the pay off will be worth it. Currently she was still portraying the victim, innocent creature in the corner of the room.
021 asked Under Radar Girl, her name and it peaked her interest. She had never portrayed 021 as a friendly soul or even one interested in other people. She shifted her weight so her back was facing the couple and her ears were ever so closer to the action. She heard 021’s opinion on number names and found it interesting. She wondered if she would like her. She already had a real name although she hadn’t told anyone and she never would. She loved it and treasured it as her own because she wasn’t going to let the government tell her how to do that. She noticed as other inmates passed her they shot her odd or even disgusted glances. She knew everyone’s opinion that she didn’t belong her simply because her said power was smartness. But, she couldn’t fool the governments power test which simply said if she was powerful enough to be kept captive. Unfortunately it 100% said yes.
She sighed. She wondered if she would ever have enough information to break out of this hellhole. She probably could, but she still had things she needed, or needed to know. She fumed inside herself because this place was terrible, interesting, but terrible and she needed to get out. She noticed her anger with panic and quickly attempted to extinguish. She told herself it’s fine and the pay off will be worth it. Currently she was still portraying the victim, innocent creature in the corner of the room.
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