Experiment: Reflection (Open and Accepting)

[St_Evisser]

The Guards of F.E.A.R.

Buck sat at his place in the command center of the FEAR guard station deep within the heart of the facility. The large triple locked door behind him glowed slightly while the barriers were up. The light was lost in the light of the many tv screens showing the feeds from the thousands of cameras. Dozens of guards just like him sat before the array, headsets on and in constant contact with patrols in the hallways. The guards took their job very seriously. Atleast the ones on duty today did. Buck's eyes roamed from screen to screen looking for anything out of the ordinary. Scientists milled about, guards posted outside doors, empty high security rooms. An experiment being sliced open by a training robot. Another being strapped, screaming, onto a medical slab where it would undergo some sort of horrible test. Nothing out of the ordinary. Except. There. It wasn't a shimmer as one would expect from an 'invisible' creature. The experiment was outlined in infrared. The camera automatically switched to the heat sensing program when the visual failed to detect the source of heat. An experiment, alone. No guards. An escapee. Buck's hands moved in a blaze, typing out command overrides and summoning a trio of guards to the position. He backtracked, following where the experiment had gone and watched her sneak out of a isolation cell. "Be warned, the subject was under isolation. The use of force is authorized."

Marcus nodded as he glanced to the camera along the wall. "Understood." He waved his team forward and racked his carbine, readying a round into the chamber. He wouldn't take any chances. The riot was still fresh in his mind after all. He had the gun at the ready as the handler guided his team to the right hallway. A scientist's room. s**t. Well, he'd protect the scientist. With extreme force. The door burst open as Marcus slammed the shoulder of his armor into it. A moment later, he had identified the target, found the scientist and the butt of his rifle slammed into the side of Sateen's head, dropping her to the ground. The other two members of Marcus's team moved in and stood infront of Dario, their guns at the ready if Sateen broke free from Marcus. She was down but not permenantely. Marcus used his carbine like a bat, brabbing it by the barrel and slamming the stock against Sateen's leg, breaking the bone in her shin with a resounding crack. He flipped the gun around once more and aimed it at her face, his finger on the trigger. "Stay down!" He hadn't given her a chance to speak. It was all over in a few moments. If she made any sort of aggressive move, she would be shot. Not just from Marcus, but from the two other guards. There was no way to dodge in this small room.

[Chambered_Melody]

| Sateen ••• Rose ••• Alcomett |

••• We're ••• All ••• A ••• Bit ••• Crazy••• Inside •••
That's Sateen To YouxxxxxxxA.K.A 2302 or ShadowxxxxxxxxMessed in the Head

Sateen was standing in the door way, the smirk still on her face, sly and dangerous while she waited for Dear Dario to say. To comment on her being alone. She though she was doing rather good, she had escaped becuase of the incompidance of the two lowly guards and their stupitidy. She stood as tall as she could, and that was pretty good considering her age. She recived her hight from her father's side, her sister, her mother's shortness and sweet face. She blinked once shaking away the memory of her sister. She was scilent while she waited, her eyes turing warm while she remembered while she was there, her sisiter. She was going to do this all for her. She would do anything for her sister alive or..well, you know. She kept her head held high and sighed softly, her lips parting as she was about to speak to her 'master' again. Only, something happened before she could get a right word out.

A great pain aroused in the back of Sateen's head as she was hit with the back of a rifel. A shark cry came from her as she took in a breath from the blow. Her left hand came up to protect her head, her broken hand curled up closer to her chest, to protect itself. Her body bent in half as she started to go dwon from the first blow. She locked her jaw, refusing to scream any more then she had already. She hadn't done anything wrong...well, not really. She was told to come here, and she did. She cried out in pain to no use to her will against it as she felt her shin shatter beneath her. "AH!" She cried from between her teeth. The sound of the break was almost more horrifying as the break itself. She was down, and not about to get up any time soon. Her hair fell over her face, hiding it from the tears whoever it was who assulted her. Her hand kept cradeled by her chest, her hurt leg, set slightly side but still close to her body. Her left hand was open in a claw, scratching at the floor to keep from showing any stress, though it was easily visable from the way her fingers continued to flex and scratch at the flooring. She flinched downward when the man yelled to him. Sateen kept her mouth shut, only her eyes came up, finding Dario's with accusation and anger. A small, low growl came from within her chest, but nothing more. She wasn't going to lash out now. The risks were to great. Her breathing was ragged and scarce as she waited for something to happen, her eyes removed themselfs from Dario's as she curled up tighter into herself, wanted to be away from everyone in the room. She didn't even think she did anything wrong, she was called to be here, and she came here. Was it all because she was here on her on her own? Because she locked the guards the same way they locked her? She wanted answers, but she didn't think she would get any. If anything, she would always remember. Death, was safer then being here..not that she wanted to die. She just didn't think that there were equal rights here, so she kept her head down, her eyes down, and her lips shut. Everything, on high alert.

[St_Evisser]

Lijah Nayl

I almost smiled as Sigmund covered his a**. It was rather entertaining to watch the pervert squirm. The elevator doors opened and I stepped out first, scanning the crowds as heads turned towards us. I didn't like being the center of their attention but it was always the same. Their inhuman faces, some so far from human they appeared to be from a zoo, always turned to look at the newcomers. Sure some were drowned in their own self pity that they were too absorbed with themselves to turn their gaze. Those were just ticking timebombs, ready to blow in an explosion of violence. I saw a flash of recognition in a certain tiger experiment. His gaze was locked on Sigmund's face. Of course, Sigmund was the one that injected a lot of them. The demon that started their hell. I glanced back at him, checking his position. Maybe this was a bad idea.

"You could of course run such a blood test. Or am I wrong? True it is outside of your job, but if you were truely concerned it would be a simple matter for you to include that in your ritual." I shot a glance at Mr. Arlington, surprised at how loud his voice was. It seemed he raised his voice now he was on the floor. True the experiments filled the room with a buzz of conversation and grunts but was it really neccassary? I couldn't help but think he was offering Sigmund to the experiments. Letting them know that here was the b*****d that injected them. That stole their humanity as fully as Pierce himself. "If you truely cared for these subjects." I turned my gaze back outward as Arlington began to walk. My hand brushed over my sword and closed on the baton as we walked. "Never the less, I still have another purpose to be down here. I wanted to know of the mental and physical state of these. See how Pierce's regime is doing." My eyes were moving from face to face, hand to hand in the crowd but Arlington's words threw me. It was blatant. An obvious check up on Pierce. s**t. That wasn't good for the facility itself. Meant the problems within the upper levels were getting more serious. "You there," I turned back to see if Arlington was talking to me. His finger was pointed at a gray furred experiment. "Squirrel. Come here." I followed his gesture to the subject and my eyebrow raised. It was one of those that kept their figure even after the change. There were many of them actually. This one in particualr was considered 'sexy' by some of the guards. I had seen candid pictures of her held in the hands of guards showing her off. Many of the humans had a favorite experiment. Her name was Iso or Ima or something. I couldn't get past the fact she had fur and a tail. I tried to hide a subben burst of laughter with a cough. It wasn't that effective. This was one of the possible foreigners. As luck would have it. The guards that had her pictures were normally hispanic. The 'chica' was on a hot list for them because she was one of them. Even if her brown skin was covered in gray fur.

[Akia1354Chaos]

Dario Florencio

" It doesn't matter what you do in the bedroom as long as you don't do it in the street and frighten the horses.”

Dario was looking at paperwork when he head Sateen's voice. With a smirk he turned around and almost died on the spot. She was alone... ALONE! No guards, no nothing!!! ALONE!!! " You.... you!!!" he couldn't speak. It was beyond him. In fact he didn't even know what to do. Should he had shocked her?! Or something!? Dario was in a panic. Her words went right over him. s**t, he was soooo brave. Then in a flash a guard was in and dropped 2302. For a second Dario was quite shocked. But then that smirk came across his face. " Oh look, did someone forget that they were in a high risk facility? forgot that there were more guards where those two came from. HAHA, you are rich 2302. I believe our guards are VERY qualified for the job." He said, walking over to her. "Now why don't you stand up and come over to the table. OH WAIT!! I'M SORRY!! Your leg is broken, no? HAHA! Thank-you Marcus. You and your team wouldn't mind staying for a bit would you?" Dario asked as Marcus shook his head no. " Very nice." Dario said as he was about to pick up Sateen and then backed away. " Uh.. could you do it for me.. please? Put her on the table." he said, as Marcus complied. As he and one of team mates placed her on the metal table. " Well now. Aren't we a happy little family." he said putting some gloves on and getting some operating tools ready. " Since you broke a few bones, I'm going to have to manually repair them. Meaning your going to have some surgery." he said, putting on a face masked and an smock so he wouldn't get blood on him. He then placed the restraints down and pulled up a chair. " I'll start with your hand as it had been broken for a longer period than your leg. Hmm... I seem to be forgetting something... oh well." He said putting some extra restraints on Sateen's hand. " Listen and listen well 2302. The more you move the more pain you cause and the longer this takes. SO, I'd advise you to stay still and ignore the pain." He said, cutting her hand open. What he seemed to be 'forgetting' was anesthesia.

No matter what you do on the stage
Keep it light, keep it bright, keep it gay!
Whether it's murder, mayhem or rage
Don't complain, it's a pain, Keep it gay!
People want laughter when they see a show
The last thing they're after's a litany of woe
A happy ending will pep up your play...
Oedipus won't bomb... If he winds up with Mom!
Keep it gay! Keep it gay! Keep it gay!

[Akia1354Chaos]

Seth Sigmund

When a man talks dirty to a woman, it's sexual harassment. When a woman talks dirty to a man, it's $3.95 a minute. ~ Author Unknown

The moment those doors opened Seth was on the defense. It was like he was trekking through a minefield. Which was possible the best way to put it. The dirty looks Seth was getting were too hard to ignore. It was like Arlington WANTED Seth to be torn apart in front of him! Seth snapped his head at Arlington with his words. He didn't give a look or anything. Seth was already slightly pale from paranoia. The guy was going to s**t himself if there was a loud noise. " Of course Mr. Arlington..." He said, his voice shaking. Then, he asked for an experiment to come over. A squirrel? I am pretty sure that we don't have a squirrel down here... I would know so... most squirrel and rodent experiments don't like that long cus their hearts burst..... who was Arlington talking about a-... OH NO!! NOT HER!!! " UH!! Mr. Arlington!! That is not the best experiment to talk to!! She's extremely dangerous!! I don't think you should!!" he said stepping in the way of Arlington and the experiment. His face was completely white and he was stumbling over his words. Isa's eyes trailed over to Arlington and Seth, as a smirk came across her face, but her eyes narrowed at Seth. She got up and walked slowly over, giving good distance between her and Arlington. No need to alert Nayl when she didn't want trouble. " Holla Señor.¿Como estas?" she said in a sweet tone. It was very apparent that she knew another language, a but one could be fooled that she didn't know English. And by the look that Seth gave, she was doing SUCH the right thing. Best speak English too. Cus Nayl might hit her saying to speak English. " Sorry, Señor. That is a habit of mine. What would like of me? Oh, and I must correct you, sir. I not a squirrel. I a chinchilla. " she smiling politely, smiling her accent sort of thick. It was just very apparent that she had an accent and that she could possibly be not from this country. Well, at first glance.

I have one piece of advice for you
No matter what a stripper tells you
There's no sex in the Champagne Room.. NONE!
Oh there's CHAMPAGNE in the Champagne Room
But you don't want champagne.. you want sex
And there's NO sex.. in the Champagne Room

[Chambered_Melody]

| Sateen ••• Rose ••• Alcomett |

••• We're ••• All ••• A ••• Bit ••• Crazy••• Inside •••
That's Sateen To YouxxxxxxxA.K.A 2302 or ShadowxxxxxxxxMessed in the Head

She had to admit, the look that Dario gave her was almost worth this pain..almost. She took in a few breaths and fixed the smirk back on her face while Dario spoke. She winced before she spoke. "Yeah, guess I did." She grunted though the pain as she looked up to Dario again. The smirk still split across her face and her cracked lips. "Of corse I didn't know you p***k." She spoke harshly against him. She rolled her eyes and winced again. "As for the guards, I only meant thing one and thing two that you first assined to me. They need mental help!" She snapped between her teeth in a hiss of a voice. She looked up slighlty when Darip came closer, she wanted to move back, but she kept her ground. She continued to hide behind her well palced smirk. When he toled her to get up, she rolled her eyes and huffed as she tried to get up, a small cry of a grunt escaped her lips as she fell back down.

She growled slightly as she fell, ironicly, it was at the same time Dario said her leg was broken. She sunk down again when he started to speak to the man who had hit her and shattered her knee. I'll remember that name. Marcus. She though acidly to herself. She looked back up when Dario came closer to her, an eyebrow rasied when Dario backed away. Now, her smirk was true again. Thats right Dario. I'm tanted! She looked up when the two others put down their guns..kinda, and heaved her up. It took all her energy not to scratch their eyes out, her nails in her left hand sharpened, but the ones in her right wouldn't work, her hand was to broken. This time, she didn't shiver when her skin touched the metal table, her broken leg was bent up a bit because it wouldn't go down. She clenched her teeth again when he called this a family. "Oh sure, what a family we are Dario! The sycotic mother -that's you, the bulshit b***h mother, -Marcus. And the cracked out messes up suicidal daughter. Obviously me..." She sighed before rolling her eyes. "All we're missing is the innocent sister and we have my birth faimly." She looked away from Dario for a moment, only to jerk her head away from the barrol of a gun. "Oh come on I'm strapped in! I'm not going anywhere a** hole!" She screamed to him before stubbonrly looking just up. The lockes wern't even on her, her mind just thought they were. She heard the snapping of the gloves and her smirk returned once more. Stronger this time. "Hay Dario, oh wait, excuse me. Sir. What where to happen if those gloves broke?..wouldn't my blood get on you?..ew, discusting though isn't it...eh, ah well, guess that's why your a scientist right? Risks. " She looked over innocently, the smirk was on her face still, but more soflty. "Hay um...Sir. You know, you should take some pills for your memory, seeing as you keep forgetting important s**t and all!" She spoke under her breath. She looked away again when he put the restriants on her hand. She glared at Dario, the smirk slyly on her lips as she waited for him to tell her something. She rolled her eyes a bit then looked away again, a smirk still on her face she was winced though the pain as the scalpul sliced her flesh. A small tear started to run down her eyes, but the smirk kept strong. It was a soft sirk, the kind that made people wonder what she was thinking about. It was thoughful, and secritive. She liked that smirk, and she intended on keeping it.

[Akia1354Chaos]

Dario Florencio

" It doesn't matter what you do in the bedroom as long as you don't do it in the street and frighten the horses.”

" Oh you don't need to be such a b***h about it." He said, pinning down some of the skin to her hand. Mostly so it wasn't in the way of his work. " And no, you are not the cracked out, messed up daughter. You, my dear, are the child who has no respect and needs to be sent to boot camp to learn some respect." he said taking a pair of forceps and taking the bone pieces out so he could work easier. The moment she said something about being infected, he stopped. Dead. In a quick motion he stabbed her open hand and let the scalpel stay there. "Remember the situation you are in ,my dear 2302!! You ******** little b***h!!" He hissed taking out the scalpel and then continuing his work on her hand, replacing the cracked finger bones and knuckle bones back together. Just her saying that got him worked up, oh the thing he would do to her if it wasn't for these guards watching him. He had to treat the subjects with some about of respect. " Children should be seen and not heard. Yet, test subjects should just do there job. Be a lab rat and nothing more. So kindly, shut the ******** up 2302." he said fixing the bones in her hand. He then was taking something that a duster can, and shook it. He pressed the top as a green gel came out and he put it over the cracks in the bone. The gel started to harden to a whiteness and then almost looked like there was no breakage. he the up pined her hand and finger skin and sewed her back up. He then took some bandages and wrapped her hand, placing a cast on her hands, the fingers needed no cast but she should take it easy with them anyways. " Take it easy with the hand, it's not fully healed. Two weeks and it will be." he said moving down to her leg. The was possible going to take longer as the knee cap. He started his incision and the furrowed his brow. " Damn... you did a good job Marcus... s**t.." he said taking tiny pieces of the bone out and placing them temporarily on a tray.

No matter what you do on the stage
Keep it light, keep it bright, keep it gay!
Whether it's murder, mayhem or rage
Don't complain, it's a pain, Keep it gay!
People want laughter when they see a show
The last thing they're after's a litany of woe
A happy ending will pep up your play...
Oedipus won't bomb... If he winds up with Mom!
Keep it gay! Keep it gay! Keep it gay!

[St_Evisser]

Lijah Nayl

Apparently Seth knew as well as I did that the girl wasn't pureblood American. He was coming up with some story of how dangerous she was. "I assure you Mr. Arlington," I piped up with a proper lack of expression. "This experiment is not dangerous. She is quite mellow and has socialized with some of my associates without trouble." I turned my gaze to Sigmund, my good humor contained in my eyes. "You must be thinking of another experiment, Doctor." Still, I kept the girl in view along with as many experiments in the room as I could. There really should be another guard in this detail. The girl opened her mouth and my rudimentary Spanish lessons kept me in the loop. Poor Sigmund. It couldn't be going worse for him if this were planned.

"Bien," Arlington responded in her language. His gaze turned to Sigmund and I saw his lips tighten. "Bien, bien, bien." He seperated each syllable to draw each repitition of 'good' out ominously. His gaze sent a chill down my spine, and I wasn't the recipient of it. A trace of pity flashed through my mind as Sigmund squirmed. Maybe this was a little cruel. I focused again on the experiment and opened my mouth to chastise her on correcting a Board member but Arlington spoke first. "My apologies," he said with sincerity. "Chinchilla." He extended his hand to her and my own tightened on the baton, ready to disable her if she tried anything. "I am Mr. Arlington. I have a few questions for you, if you'd like to answer them." His smile was back again. "Where were you before you were brought here? I can't help but notice your accent. How are you doing in your training? What is your routine?"

[Chambered_Melody]

| Sateen ••• Rose ••• Alcomett |

••• We're ••• All ••• A ••• Bit ••• Crazy••• Inside •••
That's Sateen To YouxxxxxxxA.K.A 2302 or ShadowxxxxxxxxMessed in the Head

"Oh, of corse I do Sir. How else do I get to lash out...its not like I can attempt to hurt you unless I want to take the easy way out. Remember." She looked over with the smirk, in her own way, reminding him of his own words. To not die and take the easy way out of her redemtion for her sister's death. She looked away again when she saw that Dario was going for her hand with the scalpul. This was nothing compared to the shocks, she shook her head slightly, shaking the memory away quickly. It reminded him of the time she fell off the top of hte house. Her and her sister had gone up there to hide form their parents for hte night, sleeping up there. Her father had tried to get them, climbing the tree and leaping to the roof. She managed to get her sister to the tree after 'dancing' with her father -throwing her sister into the tree in just the right way that she would land on the large branch- before he lunged at her, making her slip and fall off the second story building and langing on her leg, ironicly, shattering the same knee cap that was shattered now. Sateen wondered if Dario saw the scaring in her leg before all this happened..hell, might even be in that file that he had of her. Ah well.

She rolled her eyes again. "Ich gebe nur Rücksicht denjenigen die deservit es Dario. Sie Herr, zeigen Sie mir noch müssen, dass ich Ihnen geben sollte, nicht mehr respektieren dann Sie geben mir." Speaking on German because she remembered him saying he would only ignor what she said when speaking like this. She would use that to her advantage for as long as she could. Her jaw woul twitch and her good hand balled into a tight first while the bone peices were being taken out. It stung, A LOT! When the scalpel went into her hand, it was a few moment's before she realized anything happened. Her hand was completely numb. But his words made her look over. When she saw the scalpel, her brain registered that she should be in pain. Then. She was. "BUMSEN SIE! Sind Sie verrückt! Ai!!!!! Bekommen Sie es heraus!!!" She scremaed with pain as her wide eyes glared at her own hand. She knew she had it comeing, but she figured he would just slap her or something. Not stab her ******** hand! He took out the scalple and once again, she looked up and away from him again.

Huffing out a sarcastic laughter, coughing a few times before swallowing blood. She wasn't sure where that came from, possible the blow to the head. Bu she wasn't going to say anything. She didn't want to have to choke down anything Dario had to give her. "Und Wissenschaftler sollte nicht zu torcher ihre Themen fähig sein. Sie sollten gerade die Vorschrifte ausfüllen und schlampige Unterschriften machen." She mummered under her breath while turning her head a bit. When she was told to keep quiet, she shook her head yes a bit and did as she ws told. She would have giving him a yes sir, but she wasn't suposed to talk. When the gel was put into her hand, she sivered and sucked in a tight breath. It stung and was very cold...no, it burned! She hissed but didn't pull back her hand..well, she couldn't, it was strapped down. She nodded her head in recognition when he said to take it easy, still not talking. Sighing a bit when he started to move down to her legg. Hissing slihglty when he made the incision, her back arching for a moment before her back feel back down on the table again. She shivered, cold from the blood loss.

[[occ:: 1) I only give respect to those who deservit it Dario. You Sir, have yet to show me that I should give you any more respect then you give me.
2) ********! Are you crazy! Ow!!!!! Get it out!!!
3)And scientist shouldn't be able to torcher their subjects. They should just fill out the prescriptions and make sloppy signatures.]]

[Akia1354Chaos]

Isabella Leocadia

“What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others.”

Seth looked like he was going to commmit suicide at any moment. Currently anything would be better than the torture he was going through. Isa just thought it was funny. It was like a chance at some form of payback for what he had done to her. It wasn't like she could beat him up. Not with Nayl there. Isa saw the cruel look Seth got, as even Isa was afraid of this man. If he was to be another Pierce, she should fear the man. But then his attitude changed when he was talking with her. She stood there in surprise for a bit. He was offering a simple shake. That gesture was so rare. She was still for a bit just looking at it. Her eyes traveled to Nayl, as she timidly took Mr. Arlington's hand. She simply shook it and took her hand back. She was quite surprised how he was talking to her like they had been friends for years. It was very awkward and strange for her. Possible because she hasn't had that sort of respect in a long time. " Well I certainly wouldn't mind sir..." she said trailing off. Questions. My, my, haven't they got all the questions they need now? She was quite surprised where the directions went. He was asking about her treatment. " Well, I was from Phoenix, Arizona. But my famila had moved from Mexico when I was little. So English is my second language." she said sort of trailing off at the thought of her family. Dear god, did she miss them. " My training goes well, no complaints from anyone. And I'm still alive so that's a plus." she said, not knowing directly she was talking to a board member. "My routine? Well, I really can't say I have one... I mean, I don't even know what time it is.. or the date. We listen in when we can. I couldn't really tell you a day to day routine." she said thinking a bit, her tail slowly flicking from side to side in deep thought. Honestly, she didn't know what was up or down here. None of the experiments did. Some may be here for five years and they don't even notice. Once someone figures out the date, or time, they spread the message. On those days some of the experiments get depressed or there is a panic. Or a riot if their lucky.

I'm kinda pretty, and pretty damn smart.
Thanks!
I like romantic things, Like music and art.
And as you know I have a gigantic heart.
So WHY don't I have, A girlfriend?!?!
********!!
It sucks to be me!

[Akia1354Chaos]

Dario Florencio

" It doesn't matter what you do in the bedroom as long as you don't do it in the street and frighten the horses.”

" What part did I say about shutting up? Do yo want me to stab your knee as well? And trust me when I say they will be more painful then when I stabbed your hand. Snotty little b***h..." he said to himself as he worked on her knee fixing it up. He took a bit longer with her knee, assuming that she was going to try and walk on it. Really she shouldn't but Dario wasn't so sure she was going to listen to him. Even though in this case she really should. In a few minutes, he was closing her up and said, " Don't walk on this leg for a few days. I'll give you a crutch if you want, but please don't walk on this. You knee won't heal properly and I want to avoid a knee replacement or bio-mechanics." he said, carefully taking off the gloves and throwing them away. He took off the rest of the items and then threw them away. " Now, is there anything else wrong with you? Want me to write a prescription for your pain or something?" he said in a deathly sarcastic tone. He gave a cold glare at Sateen and then went to his desk. " Marcus, you and your squad can stay outside the door. She isn't going anywhere at the moment. Not with these restraints on." Marcus nodded as his squad moved outside the door. The moment the door closed Dario went over to his desk and took out a a remote control. He press a button on it activating Sateen's collar. " THIS is for your MOUTH!! You little ******** b***h!!" he growled, holding it down and glaring at Sateen. " YOUR playing with the big boys NOW, Punta!! Your not playing with some snotty brats!! Your playing with people that could kill you with something the size of an atom!! Do you know how big an atom is?! It is smaller than your eyes or any humans eyes could ever see!! It's so small, it's impossible for anyone to see it!! I could simple tweak something and you could be on the floor having convulsions!! Dying right in front of my eyes!! So watch yourself, PUNTA!!" he hissed, stilling holding down the button. He went over to her, his face deadly serious.

No matter what you do on the stage
Keep it light, keep it bright, keep it gay!
Whether it's murder, mayhem or rage
Don't complain, it's a pain, Keep it gay!
People want laughter when they see a show
The last thing they're after's a litany of woe
A happy ending will pep up your play...
Oedipus won't bomb... If he winds up with Mom!
Keep it gay! Keep it gay! Keep it gay!

[Tom_Suke]

.:Rontu Amaru:.

"Oh, I-I'm sor-oop..." He covered his mouth his his paw, a bit embarrassed as he sat down, ears folding down a bit.

"My Father....he was never nice...anything I did, I did'nt even get a good job, no not even a pat on the head...." His ears flicked back as he glared down at the ground.

"I...I hated him...so much...I just...I was so mad, all the other kids, they all had dads that would take th-them fishing and...." He shook his head, sighing and taking a few breaths.

"Well...I'm....I'm glad I can't go back, he would'tn even notice I was gone, this....is a good change..." His eyes flicked to the burned girl, and he bit down on his lower lip.

"....I think..."

The spider girl backed a bit, and he tilted his head, wondering why, but decideing not to push it and ask...

She threatened him, and afraid he slid down on his belly, ears down as he nodded quickly, eyes as big as saucers and his ears folding down again.
"Y..yes ma'am...."

He glanced again at the girl, his ears flicking back up.
"Um....b..but if I don't....would'nt they hurt me? I-I mean you accidently bit someone, and you have to wear the muzzle....if I fight back...tehy'd..umm.....I don't know but I might up ending like her Ma'am...ah....I don't know your name...."
HE muttered, looking up sadly.

"Th..that's terrible, did you move alot? I mean...if I'm not going back, you don't have to come home... Infact, if we ever get out and go normal, we could...um....go somewhere, nadl ive together, like a brother and a sister! Then you dont' have to listen to others, it'd be your house, no one can kick you out or make you move or anything!"

HE seemed really excited, like a child that just recieved a puppy, his tail was wavering happily in the air and he had a bright, fanged smile on his face.
"So that's what we'll do when they let us go! We'll go off and get a house and live together and you can make a web and I cna do whatever I do, and we won't have any parents bossing us around, telling us to eat veggies or to sleep at nine-I'm sure staying up till twelve is fun!" Hsi tail wiggled faster and faster, and he bounced lightly on his paws as she sat.

"How about it?! Great idea, right? Right?!"
HE approached her like a child begging for candy, all happy with his eyes twinkling in excitement.

Your flesh is cold,
Your skin is bruised,
Your breathing's shallow,
Your blood is used.
But do not fear
My precious doll
No one can hear your call....

[Chambered_Melody]

| Sateen ••• Rose ••• Alcomett |

••• We're ••• All ••• A ••• Bit ••• Crazy••• Inside •••
That's Sateen To YouxxxxxxxA.K.A 2302 or ShadowxxxxxxxxMessed in the Head

Sateen paused for a moment. Oh yeah. "Sorry Sir, I forgot." She spoke with no emotion to her voice. Ignoring when he spoke afterwards. Every once in a shile she would flinch and hiss becasue of something that he did to hurt her knee, something that scent up a shiver of pain up and down her spin. Other then that, while the guards where there, she kept her mouth shut. She stopped and though about how she was going to explain to Isa how her knee got shattered....more importently, how was she going to protect herself from Dario?! She shook her head a bit, having almost fallen asleep while he fixed her up. She nodded her head when he said not to walk on it. ..Right... She though about it for a moment. "Forgive me for speaking Sir, but I would prefer a cane. Crutch's are hard to find in my size." She wasn't joking either. There was never a size that was comfertable for her. Ever. She looked up a bit, expecting to be taken out of the restrains after he took off his gloves; she put her head back down when he didn't. She looked up a bit when Dario started to talk again. Her eyes widened for a moment before squinting. She shook her head a bit, "No thank you Sir."...Though, a pain pill would be nice, she just didn't trust him one bit!

Sateen shivered when the door shut behind Marcus and his squad. Her heart started to race when Dario went to his desk, her good hand clenched into a tight fist. "No von Dario, nein, nein.... Nein, nicht bitte keine Scheiße!" She screamed just moments before he pressed the button. Her back arched up as she let out a shrill scream, yes, a scream. This shock went right into her spinal cord and into her brian, so, it hurt! Her scream almost sounding as if she were sining. Her voice loud and strong when it was used, high pitched, but in a good way. She had the kind of screams that could be put in movies, but it didn't last long. Soon running out of breath, the screaming stopped but the shocking didn't. Locking her jaw again and she returned to refusing to scream for him, already mad that she just did. Her eyes were rolling into the back of her head, her body involintary twitching as she was continuasly shocked, even her fleash started to smoke under the collar from where the metal was touching her skin. She hardly saw his face right -things were starting to get blurry- when Dario came up to her. It was more of the fact that she could feel the coolness of his body next to hers that was buring. She managed to start to shake her head in a feirce yes motion. She understood, and wanted him to stop!

[[occ:: No. Dario, no, no....No, no please no s**t! ]]

[Chambered_Melody]

| Siri ••• Adimu ••• Sanjukta |

••• Let ••• The ••• Animal ••• Inside ••• Cry ••• Out •••
That's Akili To YouxxxxxxxA.K.A 2311 or Sanxxxxxxxx Does not do good in Cages

Siri rasied an eyebrow when the kid said sorry to her agin, leaning against the wall next to him for a moment while he spoke. She shook her head a bit when he spoke about his father. "You need to forget about him. He didn't appreciate you then, don't sit around speaking about him. It shows that there is a part of you that wants to think he's by you now. Thinking that it would be better to be with him, then here as an experiment." She slid down and sat for a moment before standing up again, she couldn't hold still, that, and sitting hurt her. She didn't know why, it just did. She rolled her eyes a bit. "Fathers and mothers are nothing. They are only good for birthing us and then we do the same." Her words were cold, only because she had never had real parents before. Never found anyone who fit her profile. She looked over her shoulder at the boy for a moment. "No, this change is not good. This, isn't natural change. Its dangerous and even they don't know what will happen to us." She shook her head a bit, scratchign by her ear for a moment. Her ears felt like they were burning.

She had told him never to call himself a freak again, and she menat what she said, but when he slid down to his belly she shook her head a bit. "Get up. What did I say about weakness pup? Up." She spoke sturly but in a way to tell him that she was helping him. She started to walk back and froth again, her hands rubbing her backside a bit, it was starting to hurt really really bad! She shook her head a bit forcefully. "No pup. I didn't accidently bite him, I meant to bite, and kill him. I think they put something in me to make me do that though. But it wasn't an accident. It was good on their part to make me ware the muzzle. Safer for them." She moved her heads from her back to her head again, rubbing by her ears, something was wrong, she didn't knwo what, but something was wrong. Her head felt like it was going to explode. "call..me...San." She managed to huff out after a moment. Her head and back hurt, slolwy heating up. While the kid was talking noncese about them living together, Siri was withering in unknown pain. Finally, her knees buckled and she started to cry out because of it. Soon, the sound of cloth ripping could be heard from the child. Slowly, her skin started to rip right above her tail bone. Something was started to move from under her skin before something wet and silvery exploded from her body. A scream told people that it hurt. A tail would be seen twitchng about behind her. But it wasn't over yet. The same sound could be heard from the top of her head. Her ears started to grow fuzzy and lengthan in size, looking mor elike wolf ears then human now. A fainal scream concluded the proccess as the pain slowly died down. Huffing and puffing she didn't look to Avalon while she spoke. "What?" She asked him, having not been able to hear during that whole thing.

[[occ:: St, would you please put this in her other section of her profile.
Siri's ears and tails only rather then her not having them. -Only the ears and tail though, not the rest of the girl in the pic!!-Thank you very much.]]

[Akia1354Chaos]

Dario Florencio

" It doesn't matter what you do in the bedroom as long as you don't do it in the street and frighten the horses.”

Dario glanced down at sateen, a unknown fire and sick passion filled his eyes. oh god, how did he enjoy hearing that scream. It was like music to his ears. Like a sweet song. Well, not so sweet. more of a sick twisted version. Like the songs in that movie Repo. He released his hand from the button and rolled out a sick and demented laughter. " Well, then. I'm glad you understand 2302. I would hate to have to REALLY convince you." he said, crossing his arms and giving quite the evil little smirk. " You know 2302, I usually enjoy people like you. But in your case I would have to make an exception. You cause nothing but trouble for me. I'm a man who has little patience. OCD to the point. And then you come in, strutting all about. It makes me a bit pissed off. You have no right to do that. You think the whole world revolves around you?! You think your the toughest person there is to ever walk the planet!? One day your going to see reality. And it will all be because of your curiosity and the way you want to make people obey you." He said smacking her face, in a pimp slap motion. He then looked at his hand and immediately washed it. " God damn it...." he said under his breath. God, he hated touching experiments. There was something so nasty to it. It was like they weren't human. Like they were a slug, that no one wanted to touch. How could some people in this place even want to associate with them, he would never know. He would rather place them all under quarentine. Who knew if the thing that made them what they are could spread? The scientist worked around these things a lot. What if a lot of their blood got into one of the scientist system? THEN what would happen!? Nothing good. AIDS would be better then being on of.... THEM. In Dario's book anyways. After drying his hands he walked over to Sateen, still glaring down at her. " IS the little prissy b***h satisfied?" He asked with such malice in his voice.

No matter what you do on the stage
Keep it light, keep it bright, keep it gay!
Whether it's murder, mayhem or rage
Don't complain, it's a pain, Keep it gay!
People want laughter when they see a show
The last thing they're after's a litany of woe
A happy ending will pep up your play...
Oedipus won't bomb... If he winds up with Mom!
Keep it gay! Keep it gay! Keep it gay!