Post UnHonorable War

Going near Josh and Gabrielle, sighing deeply, "Hopefully my story wasn't so bad." eating his 5th slice already.

Miguel decides to go to sleep, knowing he was on his last caffine pill. Setting the lights out time to the max at 3 AM, he shut off his room lights.

"so... Gabrielle... anything you want to talk about?..."

"I'd like to discuss my fictional fantasies at length but I'd prefer some sleep." After chewing down a slice of pizza, Gabrielle turned her back to the others and fell flat on her side, resigned.

"Wrong Timing Buddy." patting Josh's Shoulder. "and 'Night Josh..." going in his chair and sleeps.

"good night Ermir." Josh looks at Gabriella one more time then slinks over to his bed and goes to sleep.

Emir woke up, stretching his arms in his chair and came into the Tyler's laptop and tapped the pad.

"You shouldn't touch other people's property," were the first words Gabrielle said upon awakening. She slid out of bed and went straight for the bathroom.

"well it actually 25 pounds, but you pretty strong then." Leaving alone the laptop and looking at TK.

"It also has a sensor if i run out of bullets." smiling.

Miguel woke up, stretching and getting out of bed. He looked at the clock. 7. Later than expected. He walked towards the door. And motioned to open it before catching a glimpse of someone stretching by the bed. Panicked, he pulled out his gun and spun around... To see that he was standing there? All of a sudden feeling like he knew what was outside the window- a few buildings and. Truck that vanished from sight... Sight? It was like a 6th sense. And he apparently had an ability to process the thoughts and feelings of 2 people without going splitscreen vision...

Apparently he could also move both copies. Due to the quietness, he guessed he'd be making breakfast, but first, he tried things out. Merging, splitting, it all worked.

He walked outside his room, unsurprised to see 3 empty boxes of pizza, wondering what he could use for breakfast... Then again, there was always a burger king. Then panick rushed through him. They were still fugitives despite a suite. Splitting, as 2 brains are better than 1, he had both clones draw guns and press the room alarm, causing all alarm clocks to ring.

"Huh? What's happening?" getting his revolver and hitting on the alarm clock with it.

"hmmm....." pushing TK away softly, touching the pad once more, putting the cursor to the minimized chatbox to open.

"Well no." Frowning at the screen. "But it'll made my earlier killings much more easier."