[What he needed were some smelling salts to clear his head. Smelling salts...Ammonia!]
[He inwardly groaned. A school science lab wouldn't keep that on hand due to kids being idiots...]
[...but the janitor might have some for cleaning.]
[Keeping that plan in the forefront of his hazy mind, he grabbed a random bottle of some chemical that had probably gone bad a long time ago. He also grabbed a couple of vials, filling them with equally random chemical. Chemistry wasn't one of his strengths, but he knew that Holiday might hesitated if he chucked something at her. Slipping ten vials into his jacket pockets, he slunk towards the door, keeping low and out of sight.]
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[She kicked open a door, looking in. Nope, not in this one. She moved to the next one and the next one.]
Sneaky, sneaky, Six.
[She frowned. This was still fun, but she wanted to at least know where he was. Not like that drug was going to help him get the jump on her, but it was still a nice thing to know.]
[The pipe hit against the floor, her looking from door to door.]
[Was that just his imagination, or was she getting closer?]
[For the first time in a long time, he's really and truly afraid of what was going to happen. There was clearly no reasoning with her, but he still couldn't quite bring himself to accept that this was a kill or be killed situation with Holiday.]
[As risky a maneuver as it was, he'd hidden himself in the space behind the door, holding his breath as the door opened. The larger flask was in his hand just in case she noticed him.]
[His heart should be racing, the adrenaline should be coursing through his system by now. Was that drug of hers suppressing these reactions?]
[His eyes locked on the door in case she decided to peak around it. He readied the flask...]
[He shifted his weight to the balls of his feet, standing. He was already trapped. If she was going to kill him, he'd face her head on. It was all he could do.]
[He threw the flask at her face. At the same time he launched himself forward. He was nowhere near as fast as usual, but he might be able to pin her to the floor if he was lucky.]
[Her eyes grew wide in shock at the flask headed towards her. This was never part of-]
[She tried ducking under the flask, only to see Six headed towards her. Holiday tried moving back, but she was already too late. The surprise had caught her off guard.]
[He slammed into her, sending them both the floor. Wrenching the pipe free from her startled hands, he tossed it away, not bothering to listen to the clanging as he pinned her down.]
[Holiday was obviously struggling against him, trying to get away. Right now, she was internally cursing herself. She should have never counted so much on that drug.]
[And why did she get a blunt object any- Oh, yeah, she wanted to bash his face in... Well, still.]
A shotgun would've been more effective... Where'd that pipe go?
By the way, how are you feeling? You're the first human subject I've tested the drug out on.
[Of course, "lousy" was a gross understatement. He wasn't sure how much longer he could fight off that desire to sleep. At least if it happened now he'd be dead weight on top of her and difficult for her to move.]
I don't get it though. You've got the world at your fingertips and you're trying to kill me. Why?
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Sneaky, sneaky.
[Holiday continued walking, noticing a few classrooms.]
You can't hide from me. I know you, Six.
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[He inwardly groaned. A school science lab wouldn't keep that on hand due to kids being idiots...]
[...but the janitor might have some for cleaning.]
[Keeping that plan in the forefront of his hazy mind, he grabbed a random bottle of some chemical that had probably gone bad a long time ago. He also grabbed a couple of vials, filling them with equally random chemical. Chemistry wasn't one of his strengths, but he knew that Holiday might hesitated if he chucked something at her. Slipping ten vials into his jacket pockets, he slunk towards the door, keeping low and out of sight.]
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Sneaky, sneaky, Six.
[She frowned. This was still fun, but she wanted to at least know where he was. Not like that drug was going to help him get the jump on her, but it was still a nice thing to know.]
[The pipe hit against the floor, her looking from door to door.]
I know you, Six.
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[For the first time in a long time, he's really and truly afraid of what was going to happen. There was clearly no reasoning with her, but he still couldn't quite bring himself to accept that this was a kill or be killed situation with Holiday.]
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I. Know. You.
[She growled and hissed through the air.]
[Her footsteps echoed down the hall, in seemingly thunderous clicks, her eyes scanning the hallway.]
[This wasn't as fun as she was wanting it to be. Her pipe was still useless.]
[She opened the next door...]
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[His heart should be racing, the adrenaline should be coursing through his system by now. Was that drug of hers suppressing these reactions?]
[His eyes locked on the door in case she decided to peak around it. He readied the flask...]
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[The cheschire grin came back and her eyes scanned the room.]
Where are you, sneaky?
[Holiday knew where he was, but she didn't bring attention to her knowledge. She was curious as to what he was going to do next.]
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[The answer came to him in a flash. She knew.]
[He shifted his weight to the balls of his feet, standing. He was already trapped. If she was going to kill him, he'd face her head on. It was all he could do.]
Right here, Holiday.
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There you are.
[Carefully, gracefully, she started walking closer to him, the hollow pipe echoing across the floor when it casually hit.]
You know you don't have to run from me.
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[He threw the flask at her face. At the same time he launched himself forward. He was nowhere near as fast as usual, but he might be able to pin her to the floor if he was lucky.]
[He prayed he'd be lucky.]
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[She tried ducking under the flask, only to see Six headed towards her. Holiday tried moving back, but she was already too late. The surprise had caught her off guard.]
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I don't want to hurt you, Holiday.
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[Holiday was obviously struggling against him, trying to get away. Right now, she was internally cursing herself. She should have never counted so much on that drug.]
[And why did she get a blunt object any- Oh, yeah, she wanted to bash his face in... Well, still.]
A shotgun would've been more effective... Where'd that pipe go?
By the way, how are you feeling? You're the first human subject I've tested the drug out on.
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[Of course, "lousy" was a gross understatement. He wasn't sure how much longer he could fight off that desire to sleep. At least if it happened now he'd be dead weight on top of her and difficult for her to move.]
I don't get it though. You've got the world at your fingertips and you're trying to kill me. Why?
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What did you just say?
[What the hell did he just say? Her eyes narrowed.]
Really, Six? REALLY?
You have no idea?
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