The Forgotten Zodiac

Rynyn slowed for just a second as Subject ran towards the gate. He laughed for a second as he waved at the security guards, then followed him. He smiled slightly at the guards for a moment, then hurried after Subject, more eager than before to get out of this place.

Subject pushed open the door on the gate, stopping short of the doorway, peering outside cautiously before stepping out. He then sprinted forward until he reached a patch of grass. He then removed his new boots and stuck his toes in the overgrown lawn, smiling happily. He shivered with joy and excitement; he was getting what he wanted at last. He had clean clothes, he was outside that yucky city, he was going on two rescue missions (one for Myst and the other for mister Rabbit), and he might even find a river and take a bath while he was out here.

"Mister rabbit would say something like, 'while today is probably the best day ever for you, a lot of that stuff hasn't come to pass yet. So you should get a move on.'" Subject said, sitting down with his toes still in the grass. "Not that I know for certain, he's not really here..." He flopped back and rolled once or twice before lying on his back and looking up at the clouds. "At least he wasn't at the different place. They would have killed poor mister rabbit there. Just like they killed Jemina, and Kyle, and the boy who I call Phish." He looked up at Rynyn. "Those were my cellmates at the different place. They're all dead now."

Rynyn came out right behind Subject. He watched the boy enjoy the grass for a moment. he opened his mouth to suggest he get up so they could keep going, but then shook his head as he listened to Subject. He sighed and smiled slightly, hearing him talk about Mister Rabbit. He walked over to him as he rolled in the grass. Once he mentioned other people that he'd shared a cell with. He didn't know what to say to that. He squated down and put a hand on Subject's shoulder. After waiting a moment he stood up again. "You ready to get moving?"

Subject just blinked at Rynyn as the older man put his hand on Subject's shoulder. He scrambled to his feet as Rynyn did, and nodded happily. "Let's go! Adventure time!" He called happily, picking up his gun and shoving his boots back on his feet. He jumped up again and started to walk, starting to sing a song about mister rabbit.

Rynyn waited where he stood as Subject put his shoes back on. He walked to the side of and behind Subject as they walked away, further from the gate and heading towards Wyrmhurst. Smiling as he listened to Subject, Ryny chuckled to himself. He glanced back over his shoulder every now and then, just being aware of where they were and who or what might be around.

"So," Subject spun around to walk backwards again. They were crossing the plains before they would reach the forest that separated the rebel city from the euphoria-riddled ones. "What's your sister's name? What's she like?" He asked excitedly, grinning.

Rynyn raised an eyebrow as Subject turned around and started questioning him about his sister. "Her name is Myst, and she's about your age, I guess." He shrugged slightly and turned his head to look around at the fields they were passing through. "What more do you really need to know? You're going to meet her soon."

"Well, I'd much rather save a good person than someone you didn't like." Subject shrugged. For whatever reason, he was assuming that the fact of Rynyn and Myst being siblings was a lie. "Or someone I don't like, for that matter. I didn't like my cellmates very much, they whined too much..." He spun around again, falling in step with Rynyn and looking up at the older man with his amber-colored eyes, his glasses magnifying them so Rynyn could see the odd red flecks in his eyes. A product of his reaction to the Euphoria, that was.

Rynyn shrugged. "Myst is a good person. She's not much of a whiner either." He returned Subject's look once he started walking forward again. He took notice of the boy's eyes, but he didn't find them strange, taking into consideration his own solid black eyes and the milky-white eyes of his sister.

"Oh, good." Subject smiled happily. "That's wonderful." He nodded before looking back at the direction they were going in. "Oh, oh, I have another question. People in that city called me 'Broken'. Most of the other people there were just rebels, though. Are you Broken, or are you just a rebel?" He asked. "Also, what does it mean to be Broken? I don't feel broken anywhere..."

Rynyn shrugged, listening to Subject's question. "Well, you guessed earlier that I was rather new to that place," He said, making a guesture behind him at the city they had just left. "I suppose that my sister and I are considered rebels. I'm not too sure about broken." Rynyn shrugged again. "I can't help you there. You don't look broken to me either." He said, smiling slightly at Subject.

"Well, that's just great," Subject sighed. "No one will tell me why they think I'm Broken. The last time I asked someone, they just said something about me being crazy and so I got mad and threw my shoes at him. That's why I was barefoot for so long." He giggled like it was some hilarious joke.

Rynyn listened to the boy tell his story and sighed lightly. "I see." He looked down at him again and shook his head slightly as the boy giggled. "You couldn't get your shoes back after you threw them?" He asked, avoiding the reason behind the small story's telling.

"No. The guy took them and threw them down into the gutter. I couldn't find them." Subject shrugged. "Are you hungry? I'm starving. I don't think there's any food around here, though...oh well. I'm used to not eating. Hey! Do you like ducks?" He asked, apparently randomly. There wasn't any real purpose for such a question, truth be told.

Rynyn sighed and frowned a bit, disaproving of the man's actions, but then remembered when he first met Subject. If Subject had thrown his shoes at him, Subject, or anyone else, would never, ever, ever find the shoes again.

"Well? Do you? Do you?" Subject pulled on Rynyn's sleeve eagerly. "Hey, if you're my friend, you've gotta answer my questions! Actually...never mind. I forgot what I asked about in the first place." He frowned slightly, looking around. "Hey, we're outside! Am I being annoying? Sorry. I get like this when I'm excited." He was talking very quickly, looking around again and again, wanting to take his shoes off again and run around in the grass. But the thought of getting a tick stuck somewhere on him pushed away said desire.

Rynyn shrugged, giving Subject a weak, slightly confused smile. "You're fine, Subject." He sighed, rolling his eyes with his small smile, continuing forward. He frowned as the sky started turning colors to the side of them. "Great. Subject, do you know about how far are we from Wyrmhurst? Or anywhere?" He asked, unable to remember specifics about where anything was.

"Oh, we're still about half a day's walk from Wyrmhurst. If we walk through the forest tonight, we'll make it to one of the silent people towns before long. Maybe a half hour?" Subject said, thinking about it for a moment. "Fourty-three minutes until we reach Brent, eight hours and fifty-two minutes until we reach Wyrmhurst. Not counting the seconds." He said, looking up at Rynyn again. "If we take the right paths, anyways. It's easy to get lost in the forest."

Rynyn nodded listening to Subject's direction and the map he was painting a vague picture of. "Alright...Do you think it likely we'd get lost?" He asked, frowning slightly.

"Not really. We want the fastest path, I remember which one that is." Subject said, putting his hand in Rynyn's. "Um...you should know, I really don't like the dark. Like, at all."