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    Lucinda turned to Charles and offered him a sweet smile, "Yes I suppose you're right!" Baldy, she muttered in her head as they continued walking. He was annoyingly cheerful but she just pushed through it. She preferred to keep the scientist on her good side and being friendly with them was better than bringing about their rage. Speaking of rage, Lucinda slowed down to sidle up to Hikari and wrapped her arm around one of his. "Hey", she said with a soft smile. She knew it was a long shot, especially since he had been here longer than either of them, but she thought she'd give it a try. "I've heard that scientist has name he likes to be called. Have you tried calling the scientist by their name? They are likelier to be nicer to you", she advised. "His name is Professor Xavier", she whispered just loud enough for her, Izzy, and Hikari to hear.



    Izzy turned to look at her with an expression of shock and Lucinda gave her a pointed stare. Izzy narrowed her eyes and tightened her lips before quickly looking away. Satisfied, Lucinda turned back to Hikari and gave him another one of her soft smiles.
    Once they arrived at the cafeteria, she looked around with mild interest. Everyone here was some sort of freak or another thanks to the scientists who worked here. She supposed that she had it better than most. With the exception of keeping close to her sister, nothing too bad had happened to her. Who knows, she might have become a scientist if she had been given the chance. At least then she could take out her blood lust without being arrested for it. She shrugged and move to where the food was being kept.


    After loading her tray up, she found an empty table and took a seat. It wasn't long before her sister joined her and she had to bite back a sigh. The two didn't have to sit right next to each other but her sister wouldn't listen to reason. She supposed it was for the best in the case of a disaster. Still, didn't the girl every make any friends? All she did was mope around all day and stick to her side. It was bad when they weren't in this place but it had gotten ten times worse since they'd gotten here. She mindlessly put food into her mouth as she searched for someone to have wrapped around her finger.


    Isabella glanced at the happy scientist as he chatted with their own. She liked his cheerful attitude but knew the darkness that lay in the hearts of these scientist. She avoided his eye when he started talking to them. Choosing, instead, to nod her head as he talked. Just get through this and don't get noticed,she repeated over and over. Drawing attention was not the way to survive in this place.


    She was walking step by step with her sister when Lucinda suddenly slowed up. Izzy slowed down with her and watched as she wrapped an arm around Hikari. Oh no, she panicked as Lucinda gave him a soft smile. No one else would know but she knew what the smile meant. It meant Lucinda had found someone to entertain herself with and that person had better be prepared for a living nightmare. All Lizzy's suggestions and "helpful" tips would seem harmless but they weren't. Izzy listened to the conversation but was shocked to hear what Lucinda told Hikari. To anyone else it seemed harmless but they both knew that scientist didn't like that name. She turned to Lucinda, the shocked expression evident, but met Lucinda's pointed stare. She wanted to speak out and tell Hikari not to do it. Lucinda's stare became more intense and Izzy turned away. Her eyes were narrowed and her lips were tightened in a scowl.


    She silently hoped Hikari would know better than to do that. If he didn't then she would have to help him in some way. She wouldn't throw her sister under the bus but she would save him somehow. If her sister wasn't right there then she would tell him to not do it. With her sister standing right there, however, she had no chance of getting word to him.


    As soon as they arrived at the cafeteria, she glanced around the room but didn't wave to anyone. She was closed off when Lucy was standing right there. She had become more open during the time they had been apart. Now that they were back together she had retreated into herself. After getting her food, she sat down be her sister. She ate her food quickly before looking down at her hands. She started to hum a part of a piece of classical music she had listened to recently. It was quiet enough not to bother others but loud enough that those sitting near her could hear if they wanted to.



    OH MY GOD MY POST DIDN'T GO THRU LAST NIGHT R U FUKN KIDDING ME


    kill me

    I am reallysorry guys I had edited and saved my longs ass post from last night/yesterday but I kind of need to grind for a project due to morro morning, let me go back and try to salvage the post and then I think that will have to be it until tomorrow night


    Hikari
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    The boy was absolutely consumed in morbid fear, and he would have remained immobilized in this situation. however he had learned that sometimes it became a lot scarier to continue cowering on the floor, possible enraging the scientists to crazier and terrifying new ways to torture him. The girls presence didn't really do anything to calm his nerves either, especially the one called Lucinda, she emitted a dangerous and dark aura he really didn't want to be near, but it was becoming all to clear he had no choice. His eyes darted between the three as he rose very slowly, still shivering as if his life force depended on the movement. His steps were hesitant, soft, and gave the pretenses of a child ready to dart for the exit come the chance. Of course this wasn't because he desired to escape the scientists specifically,it was just trying to outrun his own fears as irrational as it was.He could and would freak out over the smallest of instances that revved his paranoia and compulsive fear to brimming heights of hysteria. The small lad scurried along with the trio, preferring to shadow the less scary female.


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    The demon looking child decorated with vaporous tails as well as two streamlines of fume deriving from the corners of his mouth hissed in defiance. Arima was rather boring to him compared to some of the other scientists, and there were thus then clearly several more he'd rather be waltzed around by. He had already scented Milo coming from a few meters away before actually entering the chamber, thus his sudden instance of tugging his leash in wait. Sparks wanted Milo to take him, not Arima, Milo seemed way more fun. "Let the other Glasses face take me, you are dull!" the venomous brat spat, sure to continue to be hard headed should Arima decided his wish was of no value nor needed to be entertained. The vectors soon emitted whistling noises as they slashed the stale air around them with increasing speed. Such a temperamental animal.

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    As always with rather peculiar timing, anther fellow scientist by the name of Milo seemed to swoop in eagerly from the door way. He seemed rather energetic and read to swipe up one of the experiments he was handing, not to mention the other one that had seemed to race upon with them, though he'd forgotten that ones name- it'd come to him soon enough. Arima's eyes were momentarily perplexed at Spark's insult and desire, though he soon responded first with a dry chuckle. Arima knew well enough about the boisterous boy in front him that he would be an issue and a troublesome brat should he deny him this request. And quite frankly, Arima didn't care about who took who, who played with what at this point in the morning. Arima sighed and offered Milo the leash though he'd yet to shed his lead protections, "Well then Milo, would you like to walk our dog then?" Should he reply with any answer that derived down to a 'yes', Arima would be shedding the armor and enjoy the much quieter and more stable Nathan.

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    SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT GUYS Q.Q


    can I just die because of how shit this post is

    RAIDEN


    Before he had the chance to put Pestilence back into his cell, he spotted Dr. Wu waiting for them, and frowned once she delivered Raiden's new task to him. "Fawn, huh?" he murmured, mostly to himself, his eyes narrowing. As he recalled, she was back at the cafeteria. His jaw set in brief annoyance, but he sighed. "I'll get to it," he said before thrusting the leash into Dr. Wu's possesion. With that, the man turned on his heel and quickly made his way up the stairs, not leaving a second to be called back. "Fawn, have you finished?" Raiden called out as he entered the cafeteria, making a beeline toward the doe, ignoring everything else around him for the time being.


    MILO


    Milo stared as Jack ran off, but called after him in worry. "No running! You could fall...and die!" he laughed lightly once the experiment was out of his sight and brightened at Sparkjaw's enthusiasm to come with him instead of Arima. "Of course I'll take him!" he exclaimed as his eyes ran over the strange experiment. It wasn't one of his creations, but Milo felt close to any experiment he had the pleasure to interact with, for the most part. A few had pushed him so far in the past, he had nothing left but to dislike them. It was unfortunate, really. They almost seemed like children to him in a way.

    OOC: Seems like some of you are experiencing the dreadful post disappearance. It's an actual problem on the site that the admins need to fix. Luckily I have the elusive one that edits my post and brings most of my words together! @Damian if @Naturally Wild doesn't respond, Raiden can do whatever lol. Once all the experiments are done eating, it'll probably time skip to afternoon.


    GERALD
    Gerald looked up as he heard a humming sound that wasn’t his own. He always recognized his own humming and was never aware if he ever hummed to himself unconsciously. He slipped his phone into his pocket as he spotted the bald man that had appeared from thin air. The man looked rather disheveled and he assumed he had just woken up. It wasn’t uncommon for scientist to sleep in the asylum, for he knew Isaac did the same. “Why, yes, like headless chickens they are blundering about!” Gerald greeted in his usual eccentric demeanor. “Ah! Even though I am a part of the scientist experimenting on them, I feel like they won’t outlive us! There are so many flaws to fix in their experimentation! But if we could fix the errors and maybe…just perhaps a perfect success could occur, we could all become immortal!” Gerald exclaimed suddenly, for his tone previously had been normal before it began to rise in the excitement. “Why, I don’t mind the companionship, dear Charles Xavier!” Gerald said playfully, “You should get breakfast too, for even the great you can’t use your mutant abilities without something settling in the stomach.”


    PESTILENCE
    Pestilence went into the darkness of his cell and unanimously collapsed onto the bed as if he wasn’t a living being. It never mattered what position he was in, he just couldn’t lay on his stomach, which was something he had accidentally done. Though, Lilith was quick to turn him to his back with a sharp hiss coming from her. He was met with that same dull ceiling that stayed over them. There wasn’t much for neither of them to think about before Elliot closed his eyes and submerged his consciousness into sleep. This was the only indication that Pestilence was asleep, as Lilith could never close her beady eight eyes that always seemed to be staring forward.

    Charles
    Charles' excitement seemed to rise with Gerald's, even though he specialized in human modification, every aspect of work here excited him, though his smile seemed to become forced as Gerald called him Charles Xavier, playful or not it still irked him. "Well then let us go! I will admit that I need food right about now, I honestly didn't eat much yesterday because I felt as if I was on the verge of a breakthrough, but alas my thoughts failed me. Oh! May I ask how Loki is by the way? I've heard around that he and Milo are getting on well, I unfortunately have not been able to talk to the two as of late, not that I can rightly remember anyways." Charles said cheerfully, it was a subtle, yet not so subtle jab, the kind Charles was known for when someone used that name.


    Lucas


    Lucas stood and began to pace his cell, watching for anyone coming his way, he didn't know what time it was, he never did, but he had woken up, so it must have been morning, and he felt the faint knawings of hunger, so he assumed someone would be by soon, the music in his cell taking as somewhat melancholy tone. Had he done something wrong? Was he being punished for something, he couldn't know what went through the minds of the scientists there, it was possible, but he surely hoped not.

    Lucinda and Isabelle ate their meals in silence as each girl stayed with her own thoughts. Neither really wanted to think about what was waiting for them after this meal. The experiments loomed over their shoulder's as they scraped the rest of the food from their plates and into their mouths. Isabella had glanced at Hikari from time to time but made no motion to speak to him. She did, however, position herself so he was hidden from view of Lucinda. Lucinda's had glanced their way a few times but paid both of them no mind. It wasn't worth the effort, for her, to try and interact with the two. They were both a mess and she couldn't be bothered with their troubles at the moment. No, there were more important things to worry about. Like who she would get to join her side as she tried to rise as the top leader of the experiments.

    [fancypost=background: transparent; width: 500px; font-size: 14px; font-family: microsoft tai le; text-align: justify;]Margaret could feel giddiness easing into the pit of her stomach. She was so close to dissecting Pestilence, she could almost taste it. This was her moment. She took in every second she spent near the specimen. Almost everything in her wanted to lock the door to his cell, turn off the lights, and find out for herself what made him tick. But, the rational part did not want to lose her job, nor be punished by any of the other scientists here. Margaret's hand twitched in protest as she locked his chains back into place. "Soon...I'll figure you out." She whispered obsessively to no one in particular. She made her way out of the cell slowly, looking back at Pestilence's form laying on his bed. She closed the door.


    Sighing, Margaret turned to her tablet once more. By male cyborg, Dr. Holloway must have meant Blue. She hadn't the faintest idea of what to do with him, but figured a general overview of his progress wouldn't hurt. She walked to his cell, her heels clicking against the tiled floor. As she came closer, she aimlessly skimmed through his files. His mostly robotic make up sounded quite interesting to Margaret. As she walked up to his cell she automatically knocked, her habits not necessarily leaving her all together. She opened it without receiving permission, however, and barged inside. "Good morning, Blue. How are you today?" She said this as she began unchaining him from the room. There was no record of him being hostile to anyone recently in his file, so she didn't worry all that much.


    // @windy just @-ing you just in case you don't see this


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    Mikos sighed a bit as he stood up from the chair. He was afraid that he would get punished at some point. He had gotten punished a lot the first year he spent here, which possibly contributed to his anxiety. He wasn't sure if he should lay down or not. Because it was uncomfortable to lay down, he hoped himself up on to the table and sat. He watched Dr. Holloway get things. He was use to seeing him get equipment like this, but he still was not familiar with what all of them did.

    [center][fancypost=background-color: transparent; width: 400px; border: 1px; border color: transparent][align=justify][font=georgia]True, while he was not necessarily hostile, that did not change his feelings toward the scientists and the people around him. As Dr. Wu barged into his cell uninvited, his fittingly icy blue eyes glared up at her with fierce intensity. However, he did not particularly hate Dr. Wu like he hated some of the other scientists, and thus she would words instead of aggressive grunts. "Fine." His tone was bitter, and the bass in his voice was unmissable. Blue was somewhat grateful that the doctor had released him from his bonds, and once he was completely unshackled he rose to his full height. Six feet and five inches tall was enough to easily tower over most of the people in the asylum, and he would not be surprised if his dark, brooding demeanor along with his gargantuan height was enough to intimidate other people in the asylum. He crossed his arms and glared down at the scientist, waiting somewhat impatiently to be told where to go.

    ooc: Just posting before bed. Sorry it took so long.


    Riley went at the food before they even sat down. Despite being rambunctious and eager to eat though, she demonstrated surprisingly decent manners once settled. The only awkward thing she did was hunch over her food a little, like she half-expected someone to snatch it away. "I keep an open mind. If you never question yourself, you'll never improve or realize you look like a fool," The girl said with certainty. "Besides, that's why I'm here, right? You guys think I've got problems or something?" A rough edge to her tone betrayed skepticism.


    Brushing it off, Riley listened closely as she ate. "You're quite philosophical, old man," the girl giggled again, "But I disagree. Ignorance does not insinuate or instigate freedom; it's the state of being unaware that any restrictions exist at all. Ignorant people make stupid decisions, because they have very narrow minds," Riley stuck out her tongue at Loki, then took an enormous bite of her sandwhich, the lettuce crunching loudly through her closed mouth. "It IS ironic though, I agree there."
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    Nathaniel hardly acknowledged Milo's presence, far more interested in Sparkjaw apparently. His interactions with scientists never really took place in positive context, so you can hardly blame the young man for finding them repetitive. Milo was just another figure in a lab coat, no pity for them or interest in what they had to say, unless it concerned experimentation results. At least, as far as Nathaniel cared.


    Nathaniel prefered the unpredictability fellow experiments could offer, so seeing Sparkjaw scamper off left him almost disappointed. He seemed to contemplate something briefly, his head tilted in Arima's direction, but kept quiet.


    SparkJaws
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    The vaporous humanoid experiment began to jump slightly from left to right in excitement at the transition from Arima's direct hold to Milo's. The tails of noxious gases seemed to twist like milder versions of narrower tornadoes and then unwind into their wider plumes, and the action repeating itself. An odd hiss crossed between a content growl resulted from the strange beast's entertainment. Without any warning, the boy lurched forward in all his eagerness, nearly slashing Arima's neck and abdomen with his various vectors, tails, landing squarely a few centimeters in front of Milo. Arima intuitive enough to duck but quickly pressed a button on a device that transmitted electronic directions to Sparks collar, having not yet handed Milo the remote. A channel of super-charged voltage resulted from this as the lead lined collar received the electronic transmission and caused Sparks to seize momentarily. The male monster grew resistant to the shock wave after a few seconds and yowled in his frustration," WHAT WAS THAT FOR!"


    The tall doctor Arima stood and sighed with a placid, half-stern tone, "I just took off the lead armor, you could have made me seriously ill, or killed me, that was your slap-on-the-wrist, watch what you are doing Sparks." Without really any more actions following up and or addressing the gaseous hybrid, Arima began to fully relieve Nathan of his restraints, the ones that had him chained to the wall and restricted movement anyways.


    "Pity I didn't," the stubborn rascal spat, cheek fumes seemingly sizzling in sync with Spark's resentment of the boring man. Finally Arima having finished enabling Nathan to move about more freely, he also handed off the device which was configured to Sparks' collar to Milo. Sparkjaws finally caught the inquiring expression, if you could call it that, Sparks' didn't really know how to phrase the signals he received from the fellow mutant experiment, Nathan, and tilted his had slightly whilst squinting his eyes. a small humming reverberated within his throat. Such a noise usually hinted he was pondering or curious over something, in this case, Nathan's own curiosity and how he had been perceiving things. But that would all have to wait, came the bellow of his stomach, the subject growled exasperatedly, "Feed me dammit!"


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    It never seemed to amaze the scientist how much audacity Sparkjaws had, he was always that troublesome child he had in his classes. Not that he hated him or even dislike him, but his behavior could get annoying and petty at times. Arima also seemed to pick up on Nathan's curiosity with the younger acting experiment. Arima waved as if to capture Nathan's attention, "Oh don't be too upset, you'll both be heading to the cafeteria before either of us whisk you off to our labs. I'm sure you'll have plenty of time to chat before then." Arima then motioned for Nathan to follow him, or them, though Arima was able to slither out of the chambers without receiving anymore dangerous attempts to be filleted by Spark's vectors, though he figured the venomous beast was still sour with him. Arima wasn't too worried though, Sparkjaws was not one to hold grudges over small instances like that. They both seemed to hold a mutual indifference with one another. Arima was actually more interested in learning a great deal extra about Nathan having already tampered around with Sparkjaws before.


    Whether Milo was already following with Sparks in tow, Arima didn't quite know but was ready to lead Nathan to the cafeteria. He was positive Milo and the gaseous humanoid would easily catch up if he some how made distance between them. Arima contemplated snagging another cup of coffee while the experiments ate their food. it occurred to Arima he needed to reread on what it was exactly that Nathan digested. Some experiments here had very specific diets. For example, Sparkjaws only devoured meat, supposedly, Part of Arima believed it was just his preference and that he boy incessantly refused to eat any greens.


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    The boy was at one of the cafeteria tables with the other two girls in his class of experiments. immortals, funny, as he often thought about a better outcome and afterlife if he were to die. But Hikari was never committed to killing himself, much less having access to the tools to do so. His body still quaked in the constant abundance of fear that he held, it was oddly enough his source of agelessness. Being forever scared of just about everything was his way of never dying and living forever. And while he'd like changing the concept of his immortality, Hikari did not appreciate Gerald's resolution to the problem. His body became more violent with his shaking as his thoughts further rooted to extensive imaginations on the ideas of Gerald. Thankfully, the seemingly more benevolent creature, Isabelle, was all he could see for the most part on his right, blocking out the image of the twin, Lucinda. He still managed to have goose bumps when thinking of her. She completely freaked him out, just like the other scientists and other more devilish experiments.


    His plate sat untouched, he wasn't up to eating at the moment and felt nauseated when attempting to free a hand from tightly clutching his faceless rabbit to stir the food. His stomach rumbled with unease, it was hard to eat with his paranoia. Sometimes the poor boy would choke on a few pieces of his meals just from becoming too frightened. It was rather bothersome, he imagined, for the staff. Because he would keep choking until someone finally stuck their hand down his throat and got the would-be food out. Hikari figured this was due to his immortality.

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    when them notifications are fuked up, i was wondering....

    ooc: Con of multiple characters is that it usually takes an hour to type their responses.


    ISAAC
    “It’ll only be brief, lay on your back.” Isaac directed as he came back over to the man spider, he turned the large x ray machine that was above the table on. With no tenderness, he thrusted the black heavy sheet over Miko’s body and tied it around him before forcing him down. It was to prevent any other parts of his body getting in the way of his skull examination. Once everything was set he started the X-ray, it didn’t take long to get the shot. He then commanded for the man to lay sideways, first to the left than to the right as he got scans of both sides of his head. Once finished he snatched the thick black material from his body and tossed t with the others of its kind. “You can go, I don’t need you anymore.” He told the man coldly as he left from the lab to see if the scans were processed. He would put Charles over the man-spider, he decided, Raiden would keep the doe and he would have his own experiment. He gathered the scans and placed them into a manila packet. He closed it up and left from the lab before heading towards the dungeon. He unlocked Pestilence’s cell and gathered his chained leash. The creature rose with his presence and allowed themselves to be chained before following him out. He then noticed that only one experiment had been left in its cell and went towards Lucas cell. He unlocked it with no interest and began to walk away. “Go to the cafeteria, wander off anywhere else and I’ll know, along with that collar of yours.”


    GERALD
    Gerald could tell he had somewhat plucked a string with Charles though he couldn’t help himself. The man’s expression turned strained but to him it was somewhat funny. That was until the bald man plucked one of Gerald’s chords. His jovial demeanor diminished in profound anger but he wouldn’t go down without a fight. The corner of his lips twitched in irritation as he also forced a smile, though his eyes held a spark of lightning within them. “Why…I’m sure with your great mind reading abilities you can find that information yourself! Or do I need to seat you within the confines of your wheelchair so that your powers can pick up.” Gerald practically growled the last part out as he returned the jab full throttle. The thought of Milo harassed him, if he could send Milo to jail for assault; he would as that’s what it felt like when his smiling idiotic face entered his mind. His dirty hands dare lie upon his beloved son! “Argh! To think the man’s thinking of marriage, but it could’ve well been a ruse! Why, Charles you’ll help me sort this out! You’ll speak to that twat and you’ll uncover his plans!” Gerald proposed as he suddenly grabbed Charles shoulders and shook him in his rage. He had forgotten his anger at Charles, though they took jabs at each other, he enjoyed his company.


    LOKI
    Loki sat once he had gathered his breakfast, which consisted of pancakes, eggs, and bacon. He poured strawberry flavored syrup over the pancakes after he applied the butter before digging into them. Being able to get a somewhat IHop breakfast made him feel like he never wanted to cook breakfast at his own home. He began to dig in eagerly as the girl rambled on. “Yeah, something of the sort,” He answered her question vaguely as he placed the soft morsel of the piece of pancake into his mouth. His stomach gurgled in delight as it began to settle down. “Ignorance, in my means, is freedoms from some well darker things hidden in the world. You’ll understand what I mean one day. There are things that are better not known.” He responded as he took a sip of orange juice before his phone buzzed. He wondered who had texted him and swiftly pulled out he cellphone to see it was none other than Gerald. He was reluctant to reply to it but he knew if he kept leaving the messages with no response it wouldn’t be long till Gerald found him himself. It’s boring and I’m eating. He replied in a short message before swiping over to the messages he had with Milo. He smiled lightly as he shot him a message. Wanna meet up during free time?


    PESTILENCE
    Lilith watched as the female scientist as she could feel her stare on the pair. The woman was off her rocker and she didn’t like the feeling she got around the lady. Not that the large parasite was scared of the woman, the scientist just was blatant on their ulterior motives. The hairs on her body began to stick up as she begins to let out a low hiss. Elliot himself didn’t seem to care about the strange woman as he lied there. What was there to care about? He was already destroyed but her words were strange. Once she was gone, Elliot could feel Lilith relax. He could tell she found her a threat and the thought behind the spider was to infect the woman with one of her children. That way, there would be no worries and they could control her. However, when Isaac arrived the spider’s hostility turned into excitement. Lilith heavily admired Isaac, even though he dissected her and changed her. With great eagerness, Lilith made the body rise before letting the man chain them and follow after him. So much for sleep, he listlessly followed Isaac as they stopped at a experiments cell before leaving.

    Charles
    Charles' teeth gritted as Gerald continued on, but an idea formed as the old man rambled and flew into a rage. "Why Gerald how considerate of you, to trust me enough to include me in your plans." Charles said with a surprisingly unforced smile. "Marriage huh? How dare he?!" He said with mock outrage, "tell me friend, what's your plan for him once you figure out his plans?" Charles was a lot of things, kind being one of them, but ruthless was another, and while he wouldn't ever get physical with another scientist, he was smart enough to figure out other ways to get them back. In truth he normally liked Gerald's company, to be fair he liked everyone's company, and he knew Gerald was... different from normal people in more than a few ways, that didn't make him feel any worse about what he was planning to do though.

    Isabella glanced over at Hikari as he attempted to eat his food. She watched him struggle for a few seconds before just staring at his plate. She moved to put a comforting hand on him but hesitated a few inches short, unsure if he liked physical contact. "Is there anything I can do to help", she asked him quietly with concern in her eyes. She might be withdrawn but she wasn't heartless. He would need nourishment before the experiments. If she could help a fellow experiment, especially one in immortality, then she would do it. Her sister was too busy in her own thoughts to worry about Hikari so she knew the help could go on without a hitch. That was, of course, if he needed assistance.



    Stella was walking around the asylum with her plastic skull. She had gotten bored as of late and decided to go for a stroll. Her eyes ran over the different experiments that she passed but none had the body she was looking for. No, unfortunately, they just would not do. "What do you think we should do", she asked the plastic skull as she held it up to the light. It had been the only friend she had when she was a child and talking to it always put her at ease. "Hm....I guess we could go look for some of the Super Soldier's", she muttered before shaking her head. No, they should be fine for now. She had trust in her assistant that they would be in the cafeteria.



    Speaking of cafeteria, she spotted Arima heading in that direction. "On second thought", she told the skull, "I'll head that way." With a smile on her face, she hurried after the trio. She wasn't able to catch up to them, unfortunately, till they were already inside. "Arima", she called out excitedly before hurrying over. "How are you today", she asked with a bright smile on her face, "Do you have any experiments that I can come and watch?"

    ic: I feel like Sparkjaw wold be a terrible influence on Nathaniel if they hung out enough lol


    Nathaniel started to tense from the gradually increasing number of scientists in one place. While not exactly nervous, he felt as if they were uncomfortably crowding his space, even moreso knowing he couldn't really defend himself safely. Nathaniel paused for a moment, several sensors shutting down so he could calm himself. He breathed slowly, ignoring everybody else; you could easily forget, but Nathaniel had been a crazy recluse and introvert before coming here; interaction with multiple people at once left him stressed. Especially when their intentions were almost uniformly hostile.


    Nathaniel snapped out of it and slunk after Arima, still rather hunched over. He knew Stella, Milo and Sparkjaw may be following but just stuck close to Arima, his helmet emitting a quiet, low-pitched mumbling sound.
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    Riley rolled her eyes at Loki, honestly unimpressed by his very adult-typical counter. The "you'll understand when you're older" bit left Riley determined to never lose sight of previous perspectives when they change, indeed making her an extremely open-minded individual. So while annoyed by Loki's linear mindset, Riley still listened, filing away his opinion in her brain for future reference. "Whatever you say," She shrugged, already finishing up her half-triangle of BLT sandwhich and onto a breakfast parfait. While eating, she looked up at Loki to catch a smile cross his face as he texted somebody. Curious, she silently slipped under the table, popping back up next to him so she could see over his shoulder and read his phone. "Who are you texting?" Riley started mischievously.

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