Revolt: 2035

Aiden grinned when Will challenged him. "You sure that's such a good idea? I'd hate for you to get your ass kicked again. Especially seeing as our pretty visitor would see you." he motioned to Angel Carter before chuckled and continued speaking. "But if you're sure, pick a weapon and let's get this over with."
He heard the announcement on the intercom from the president. 5 today huh? I wonder what poor bastard they are going to slaughter this time.

 

"Hmm... Perhaps if I were to break apart the molecule at this bond right here. But is there a mechanism to keep the molecule separated while I bond it to this carbon chain? What if I mix it with some acid? Would the H+ ion mess with the results of the experiment? But then again if I put in enough of what I'm trying to bond the molecule with, perhaps I could cause the equilibrium to shift towards the product and force it to be made. That might work, although I would have to boil away some of the reactants to prevent any sort of counterproductive reaction." A young man contemplated over a question early in the morning. It was a question that had been on his mind the previous day. How to synthesize a certain molecule based on what chemicals he was given to work with.

Unfortunately there wasn't anymore time for him to quietly reflect on this problem. The day was starting. There were things to do, places to go. This problem could wait until another day. Grabbing his lab coat, Tom quickly left his room to begin the day.

"IF Tag." The words echoed in Tom's ear, though he wasn't paying attention to who or what was speaking to him. He held the tag out as he wondered about what experiments to be doing for the day.

Looking out the window of the elevator, Tom observed the other students outside. Not many people seemed to stick out, which was probably for the better. Though he did see somebody with hair that almost looked like gold. "Her hair looks almost like that of an angel's." He quietly muttered to himself. His cheeks suddenly turning red, Tom gently hit his head against the elevator window. "How could you say that? Gah! How could you say something so stupid and embarrassing. If wifey heard you say that about her sister she would be ridiculing you so much right now. Okay, focus. Think about the experiments that need to be done today."

And so he made it to the lab without any further bouts of embarrassment. He was even able to focus on whatever tasks he had at hand, even with the President announcing over the intercom that everybody was to go and observe somebody get murdered later that day. But perhaps that was an easy way to manage in this cruel world. Block out everything that wasn't directly in front of you.

 

*OOC- Is Tom a student? Why is he married?*

Aiden grinned, placing his own weapons down on the table. "A spar without weapons? That hardly seems fair to Will." he chuckled "This should be interesting." he cracked his neck, stepping into the center of the room were he waited for Will to take his position.

John watched the events on in the gym, as well as the other classes, through multiple security screens in his office. Seeing particular interest in seeing his son taking position to fight another student he turned the volume up on that screen as he looked over the schedule for the day. "So the president want's my students after class today? It wouldn't do for any of them to be late or misbehave. Perhaps I should call for an assembly the hour before."

 

>It's a nickname he calls Hope since she's placed as a house wife. Just a little bit of playful teasing on his end. I thought it would be kinda humorous if I had him call Hope that instead of using her actual name.<

"Listen up. Today's experiment is a set of tests used to identify unknown substances. Each group is given three different chemicals and they are to determine what each chemical is out of a possible fifty different options. Multiple tests will be required on each chemical due to each test not necessarily resulting in a definite result. You all have had experience with some of these tests while others are new. Remember all of the proper procedures while performing these tests. Some of these chemicals are extremely volatile when mixed incorrectly and can either explode or create gases similar to tear gas." The teacher spoke, explaining Tom's task for the day.

"One more thing. It is a bit sudden, but there is that demonstration you all are required to attend at the Main Square today. While this experiment will be time consuming you shall all finish in time to make it to that demonstration. So go and focus on the task at hand."

"Right. Let's see... Fifty possible choices of chemicals." Tom thought to himself as he gathered his group's unknown chemicals. He looked at a board that had all the possible chemicals written on it. "And quite the selection too. Ethers, esters, alkynes, alkenes, alcohols, phenyl groups. I feel sorry for the poor unfortunate group that gets some of those proteins or some of those other difficult things." He turned to his group. "This shouldn't be too hard at all. We have all these possible tests to use to find out what our chemicals are. So I think we should work with all three chemicals at once, using each test to find out what our chemicals can't be and work our way towards a solution. As for which tests we should do first, focus on the tests that identify aldehydes and keytones. Those tests will give us an idea on the general size of each molecule. After that..." Tom continued to speak, thinking up a course of action that would get them through the experiment in the least amount of time.

 

Liberty sat in class, the class discussion talking about research and disease cures. Several diseases had cures now a day, but several were left untreated with undiscovered cures.

"Alright class, your assignment is online, you'll have an e-patient with an unknown disease. Using last weeks knowledge and the stuff you learned today, you must diagnose and see if there's a way to treat it." The professor spoke.

"Easy..." she muttered to herself. She's done it all before, done it by just working in the infirmary on campus.

"Dismissed." The class filled with aspiring nurses, medics, and doctors got up and filed out of the room. "Oh Miss. Stewart, might I have a word please." Liberty looked up at the professor who walked towards her.

"I have a different assignment for you. This is a permanent assignment actually passed down by those higher up than me. There's a student here on campus. She has the only case of an unknown disease in the world. It's completely untreatable. It's been called Ellen's Disease. You've been asked to watch over this student, to care for this student, and if you can you're being tasked with trying to find a cure." It sounded easy enough, the caring for the student part, as for the cure, that would be a challenge, but it may be something that could really put her over the top, make her world famous.

'Achieve what my father didn't get a chance to do...' She thought to herself.

"Ok, who is she?"

"Ellen Majo. Careful though, she has trusting issues. She hates men, otherwise I would probably be caring for her. You're one of the next best options. She doesn't completely trust women. With your personality, it's key that you treat this carefully." The professor said dropping a file on the desk next to her and started heading towards the door.

"Also, Liberty, if you do not follow through with this student and work with her, you will fail not just class but the academy." Liberty's eyes shot open hearing that. If she failed the academy there were various things that could happen. She could be used as a military dummy which is a suicidal mission, servant to those higher up, or she could become a housewife, which she especially refused. She clenched her hands into a fist and looked down at the file next to her.

Her deep navy blue eyes peered at it deep intensity before flipping it open. Ellen's photo was the first thing she saw.

Spoiler

The photo was of her entry photo. She picked up the photo and held it up looking at it. She was young in the photo. She looked a little happy, but even then, in her one eyes Liberty could see it. The mistrust, the pain, the look of hell within her left eye. She picked up the rest of the file looking at the top form as she headed towards her locker grabbing the stuff out of it and shoving it in her backpack before swinging it over her right right shoulder before proceeding to the elevator, Ellen's file still out in her hand as she read over it.

"Ellen Majo. Age 18. Class Weapons Master/ Specialist." Liberty read aloud as she rode in the elevator before the door opened again stepping out of the main building out on the front concrete lawn area walking to proceed towards the dorm.

"Medical History..." Liberty stopped walking as she flipped over the page. She stood in the middle of the concrete area as her backpack dropped to the ground reading it over. Her eyes intense on what she read.

Ellen's Disease: Chronic illness since birth. Rare condition, untreatable. Symptoms: cough, breathing troubles, extreme fatigue, occasional hot and cold flashes, severe head aches, constant fevers, difficulty digestion of food, blood level deficiencies.
Main symptoms: attack on the body, body shut down. Observations currently: immune system breaking apart. Suspected to follow nervous system and then organs.
Prescription: Prescribed multi vitamins, system balancer.

Blindness in right eye. Result in stabbing by minor. Minor treatment. Released. Eye remains fixated closed with scarring.

Mental illness. Suspected depression and anxiety.

Doctor's note... trusts no one, refuses treatment.

Life expectancy... 20.


Liberty closed the file that had several other detailed papers about Ellen. She looked up determination in her eyes as she thought about this student.

"Students of Philadelphia Correctional Institute. Tonight at five this afternoon, after your classes are finished, your presence is required at Philadelphia Main Square. Any not at the square will be punished."

Liberty closed her eyes hearing the president's voice come on the intercom. Soon after he finished the phone in her lab pocket also vibrated confirming the text that goes out with every announcement.

She sighed and opened her eyes kneeling down she slid the file of Ellen into the backpack. As she stood back up she looked towards the nurses quick visit office and to her surprise saw Ellen with her bright purple hair leaving the nurses office.

She knew what the right thing was to do, to go introduce herself as her new doctor. But something was pulling back on Liberty, something telling her to rethink it.

It wasn't about rethinking taking Ellen on as her patient, she after all didn't have a choice. It was something more. What was she supposed to do? She felt like she needed to befriend the terminally ill girl, but she was terminal, going to die in under 2 years, yet, she still felt that urge.

The longer she stood her ground, the closer the other girl came towards her. She stood up and straightened her tie pulling the knot tighter.

"Ellen Majo." She spoke the girl's name to get her attention. She mentally slapped herself, it sounded to formal, too professional. But she was her new patient, she had to be professional and formal.

Liberty swallowed hard closing her eyes trying to think about what to say next.

"My name's Liberty Stewart." Liberty spoke extending her hand out to the other girl. 'Smile!' Her mind shouted at her as Liberty put on a smile, one that felt genuine, and... weird to her.

"I just wanted to let you know that I'm a medical student and they've partnered me up with you. I just wanted to say hi, and I'm looking forward to getting to know you." Liberty spoke, her voice soft, much more feminine than she was even typically used to, it was a change from her confident tomboyish self.

"I hope to see you tonight at the square." Liberty said quickly dismissing herself away striding towards her dorm.

Upon entering her dorm she dropped her backpack down to the floor and fell on to her bed, face down in the covers.

"Yourm...am...morom..." She muttered into the covers. She rolled over onto her back looking up at the ceiling. Could she be any more stupid she probably was going to fail. But that wasn't bothering her... what was bothering her she couldn't figure out.