Day One: Afternoon

[Android 17]

With a grunt, Seventeen hoisted his lithe form onto the wooden window ledge and put his face up against the glass. Smirking faintly, the android surveyed the interior of the relatively mundane building. After deducing that there was no one in the hallway beyond the window, the machine-hybrid crafted a small ki saber in his right hand and used it to effortlessly slice through the wooden windowpane.

Once he had finished cutting around the window, the cyborg discarded the ki weapon and kicked the wooden pane with one of his combat boots. Crashing loudly onto the linoleum floor of the building, the window and its pane exploded into tiny fragments. Chuckling softly, the android lowered his head and pushed off the ledge. Landing in a crouched position on the ivory floor, Seventeen took a moment to glance down each end of the hallway.

Verifying that there was not immediate threat in the vicinity, the cybernetic warrior slowly stood up and brushed the dust and glass fragments that had somehow got all over his jet-black footwear. Content with the cleanliness of his boots, the android turned his attention to the eastern side of the hallway and started marching down the corridor. As he traversed the path, the identity of his new location quickly began to make itself manifest.

Pausing in the middle of the tiled passage, the cybernetic warrior pivoted to face the row of lockers he had been walking passed. Tilting his head slightly, the android took a step toward one of the steel boxes that had caught his attention. Decorated with stickers from all the popular heavy metal bands of ages long gone, the locker stood out like a sore thumb.

Although he didn?t really know what spurned him to do so, Seventeen grabbed the handle of the locker?s blue door and wrenched it open. Inside the relatively cramped compartment was everything under the sun except schoolbooks. Snickering beneath his breath, the cyborg pushed himself up onto his tiptoes and glanced over the amalgamation of bottles and bags that had been hidden in the shadows of the locker?s shelf.

?Score!? The android said?pulling a small plastic bag from the shadows. Eying the contents, Seventeen unrolled the top of the pouch and sniffed the contents. ?Delta-9-tetrahydrocannabinol,? the machine-hybrid snickered, stuffing the dime bag into his survival bag as he began to steal bottles of hair and make-up products from some unlucky kid?s locker.

Dropping his bag and rope for a moment, Seventeen began to guffaw as he applied the eyeliner and gel to his hair using the mirror in the locker door to ensure he had it just perfect. Once he had his hair straight, the android returned to the locker and produced a pair of black, horn-rimmed glasses. After verifying that the lenses were cosmetic in nature, the onyx-haired fighter put them on and smiled at his reflection.

With a swift motion of his hand, the cyborg pushed all of his hair to left side of his face?slightly obscuring his left eye. Once he was content, the android grabbed a shirt, pair or pants, and a pair of black Chuck Taylor All-Stars from the bottom of the locker. Stuffing them into his survival bag, the machine-hybrid collected his effects and continued down the hallway. After only a few more minutes, the android rounded another corridor and the sound of someone?s voice caught his attention.

OOC: I had to split my original roleplay, because it came off to me as too long. There's the first half, and I'll post the rest later.