Only giving back a shirt? Yeah, right. (Matrim)

[Jeremiah Sykes]

OOC(( takes place after history Class))

Jeremy shut the door to his dorm lightly, having dropped off his bag. It had been a most interesting history class, one he wouldn't soon forget, but now was a time for something a little more important than classes. He walked out of the front doors from the dorm, heading out into the courtyard, standing out by the fountain and leaning against the huge oak that was planted there. Matt was supposed to show up and bring him his shirt, but he knew that wasn't the only reason for this meeting.

Matt wanted something from him.

Jeremy reached into his pocket, pulling out a stick of gum and shoving it into his mouth. He didn't know what exactly this was about, or how he should dress for it. So, since he was going to head to the gym to train anyway, he was wearing his martial arts GI. His pants were more like sweatpants, though far lightly and more mobile, and on hi top he wore a simple t-shirt instead of the other half of his GI. He was going to practice his kick-boxing today, so he didn't need the upper half.

He stood, waiting for Matt to show, his teeth grinding the gum into powder.

[Matrim]

Mat changed his outfit into his own clothes. A button up white t-shirt he usually wore. This time halfway buttoned up, his black venetian ring strung around his neck. He also put on some flip flops for a little bit of rest on his feet. He headed over to meet Jeremy holding his shirt.

He saw Jeremy as he approached and held out his shirt, "Here, thanks again for letting me borrow that. I try not to show off my body so much in class, so it was well appreciated."

He thought real quickly and decided what he was going to say, "Obviously theres another reason I wanted to meet you. Why here? Just the first place that came to mind tell you the truth. But I want to be straight up so I'll get to the point."

He looked over at the fountain and began to speak, "This place is hell. We're prisoners stuck in this cage, no matter how many shiny objects they give us to distract us, were being kept in this damn place against our own free will, whether or not we deserve it."

I sure as hell do now.

"The principle's son is a friend of mine. Actually, an ally to be more accurately. We're getting a gang together. The reason I'm starting it is different then him I think, but in the end I believe I can get him to believe in my cause. I wish to break out of this place. I think if we get enough man power in our gang, we might be able to persuade and orchestrate a jail break. It won't be successful. Far from. But if we're lucky the smart and strong one's will get out of here."

Matrim looked towards the gates, "Personally I think I'll end up being one of those few. Alex will probably stay behind, he won't get too much crap for this. But in order for us to get a following, we need one more at least."

Matrim looked back to Jeremiah, "You interested?"

[Jeremiah Sykes]

Jeremy nodded his head as he accepted his shirt, then furrowed his brow in thought as Matt began to speak. His first instinct was to say "no", but he thought about it for a bit longer than he normally would, if only out of respect for Matt. He mulled over the possibilities, then decided that he would use his reason, and bring his brain power into play rather than just dismiss it with his short fuse.

"It sounds intriguing, but to be honest, my first reaction is a flat no. Not only would breaking out of here only leave us as runaways and keep us in hiding for the rest of our lives, it would be dangerous and students could end up badly beaten. It also sounds like your wanting a bunch of students help to make sure you can break out."

He folded his arms across his massive chest.

"But i figure your a smart fellow, and have thought of the same thing. So tell me, whats your plan once you break out of here? And where does that leave all the other students you've used as tools to get there? I don't mean to sound like a jackass, but from my point of view, thats what your making it seem like. Like you just want to be free, and we're supposed to help you." He didn't sound provocative or upset in the least, more curious and interested. He could respect a man who was willing to use people and do anything to get where he wanted, but Jeremy wasn't anyones tool, and even though Matt was a friend, Jeremy wasn't about to get himself in deeper shit than he already was just to give Matt the chance to escape.

[Matrim]

Matrim thought about this. He thought about everything. He knew the answer wasn't one the kid would like. He knew he would most likely dismiss this idea. As anyone else would. But the kid asked him, and he'd give him an honest answer.

"I'm gonna go home and bury my father like I promised I would." Matrim said. He left his fathers ashes in the care of one of his cousins. He was going to go home and bury the ashes next to his grandfathers casket.

"There are a few possibilities of what we can do when we break out of here other then that," Matrim said pulling out his MAC, "For instance using this technology to get us rich. This entire place is ahead of the rest of the world, nobody on the outside has anything as advanced as this little MAC. I figure we make it out of Japan, we have an outside chance at getting to america, we can find a cell phone company and present this technology to them."

Matrim continued on, "If we waited it out here, I think a lot of us would be worse off and more likely to die. If you don't believe me, think of Artemis. Orientation she shot a kid dead right off the bat. Murder, she murdered that kid. For no real reason. Now imagine if you happened to flunk her class or accidently bump into her wrong when she was using real bullets."

Matrim didn't fear for his life, he didn't know if this kid did, he doubted it, "But with a combined effort on the student's part a few of us can make it out of here to get rich, then when we have money and power we tell the world about this place in attempt to bring it to it's knees."

In truth, thats the last thing I really want to do.... I want to get people out of here... and while I'm the one who would most likely do it, the truth is I think I'll die here. I found Matrim Aldon. My father's been buried, and I've already been rich. But if one of these kids makes it out with a MAC they can do all of that stuff. Jeremy would be one of the few touch ones to make it out. I think Alex and me can provide a long enough distraction anyway.

"If it's a no that's fine by me, just do me a favor and don't tell a staff member anything said here." Matrim said, he started to walk away. He didn't feel like wasting the kids time, and if he really wanted to decide on the spot he could still say yes in time, otherwise he would give the kid time to think about it.