+ Not Out of it Yet + (CEDA LABS -L4D aftermath-)

[Kronoton]

The Hunter was rewarded with another tazer and a hit on the head with some kind of nightstick. Curtis whimpered and rubbed his head after the hit. Why'd they have to hit him each time he did something? He wasn't a dog. Curtis still had his sanity. He'd keep it even more-so now that Keith was alive and well. Just by looking at this place make him want to get out even more. It didn't sit right with him as a safe haven. The testing and the beatings confirmed that even more. This place seemed more like an asylum than a safe area. He immediately started hatching a plot to escape, but wouldn't tell anyone right away.

The CEDA scientists might find out and put a stop to it....

 

[Saffron the Scientist]

The shy female doctor wrinkled her nose at Nick wryly, still blushing a bit. She wasn't going to let him get away with not letting his friend know he was around!

"Don't tell me you owe this fellow money, Nicholas..."

A bit of a mock sternface settled itself over her features. This would never do. Also, she currently had a terrible hand, and a distraction was in order. How was this guy so good at poker anyway? Her patients almost never beat her!

If word got out, she might have to kill him.

"H-Hey...! Nick is over here!" She called out. "Losing at cards!"

This was of course, a lie. But it gave her great pleasure to crow that out anyways and then look smugly down at him. That would teach this 'Nick' to fluster her. He thought he was so handsome...

He clearly was, but that excused nothing.

 

[klixxish]

Nick growled and flicked another skittle at her. "I planned on letting him know." he said in a low tone. He glanced over his shoulder to the doors then back to the female doctor. "Shouting just isn't my thing." he said after he was sure Ellis hadn't emerged yet. His hand scooped up a small bunch of the candies, popping them into his mouth one by one. Yes, he was eating the "poker chips". He didn't want to play any more. He would actually love a quick game of Solitaire but for some reason he wasn't permitted. So he waited for something to happen silently.


Sable paid no attention when Nel attacked the doctor. He wasn't feeling right. He realized that when she hugged him. He didn't know whether he wanted to swat her away or hug back. He wanted to hug back but the pain was that bad. It made him irritable. Not to mention being in the sun and tied up. He hated it. Sable stole a glance up at the man who held the leash, sure the human couldn't understand. "We need to escape..." he growled in a low tone to her. He didn't know how much torture he could take. But he also didn't know if he had the strength to do much.  

[-x Assassin Keet x-]

-=Nel=-

Nel released him when she felt his muscle tense from just that small hug. He hurt and she could see that in him easily now. Stroking his cheek as gently as she could, she nodded at his statement. They did need to escape, though how she did not know. 'This place...' She sighed, her shoulders and head drooping with sadness, and perhaps defeat. She didn't see a way out. For now, atleast.
Suddenly a though came to her. The man that followed her said something along the lines of visitors in thier rooms? If that was true then perhaps she could take Sable inside, away from the heat. Sure it hurt her too, but she didn't think it was as bad to her. Standing as tall as she could- a whole 5''1'- she glared at her escort and at Sable's equally. 'Nel.' With this she pointed at herself. 'Wants Sable-' She pointed at him. 'Inside.' And finally to the building. Thier names she was pretty sure she had pronounced right. Though the other words she wasn't so sure. She had been practicing human speech but, without someone to listen to her, she didn't know how good she would do.
'Did you hear that?' Her escort had turned to Sable's now, his eyes a little surprised. 'It sounded almost like English! Maybe we should bring them in. And set her up for more study later?' He questioned to the other.
Nel didn't like that. More tests. She glowered at them determined she would not go quietly. Her hand gripped Sable's gently but tightly. And she wouldn't let them take him either.

 

[Saffron the Scientist]

"Some of those are mine you know..." She protested mildly. Hers was admittedly the smaller pile, but it was hard earned all the same, and she snatched a couple m&m's. Alison selectively chose the brown ones.

She firmly believed they were best, and had a strongly childish faith in the validity of this belief.

"..don't you want to introduce me?"

Her shy grin faltered a bit at his sudden odd manner. Suddenly he seemed almost nervous about something. And they had been getting along so well!

After all, it was of utmost importance to have a good report with ones patients. Especially the ones that were harder to coax into relative ease.

 

[Becca-Taicho]

Lily stood and wandered to the door, surprisingly a doctor met her there and led her out into the hall. She lazily made her way around the small hallway, trying to figure out where she was headed. She'd soon stumbled upon another door with the words 'Carrier' on it, just like her own. "Who's room is this?"She attempted to ask her escort who kept prodding her along. There wasn't a point in using any force against her, she could easily be prodded along with a gloved hand.

'Where's Jack...and Marco....and everyone else.....' She couldn't help feeling a little flustered by the thought of being kept alone. Soon she was pushed into a small meeting area where a few others were, including Nick, playing a game with a doctor. She didn't look at him, instead looking for anyone else she could speak with that wasn't so....intimidating.

 

[Maulotov]

Ellis;
The Childish Mechanic

Ellis smirked at the sound of the woman's voice. So Nick was tryin' to avoid him, eh? Over losin' a little ol' card game. Then again, what did they really have to lose anymore?

He practically skipped out the door, hoping to embarrass the con man in front of his new lady friend.

It wasn't hard to spot the two of them, wandering up to their table. He offered Nick a bright grin, nudging towards the woman, as if his company wouldn't notice. It wasn't like she was a doctor or anything...

"Helloooo nurse," he drawled, despite that she was apparently a doctor, "And hiya Nick." The last bit was playfully less enthusiastic.

He lent on the table, arms crossing as he watched them. As if a game were even going on.

"Wha'cha up to?"

 

[Saffron the Scientist]

"Texas Hold'em..." She crowed with a quiet grin. "And that's doctor to you. Doctor Alison. But you can call me Al. Or Doc. Or Nurse. Or..." Shuffling her handmade cards thoughtfully, Al snickered at herself. "...whatever tickles you best, hm?"

Knitting a split deck together, she grinned shyly. All sorts of handsome patients today, hm?

"...I used to be a pediatrician back in the day...that's probably why they put Nicholas under me..." Heh. Under her. She could stand to have him in that position in a more literal sense. That thought caused her to blush and chide herself again, though.

"I know all about dealing with dealing with little boys who don't play well with others." Despite her cocky words, she hadn't been nearly this confident a moment before when Nick was staring at her with his damned inhuman poker face.

You know what they say about men too handsome for their own good, right?

 

[Baconious]

((I'll use brown as Scientists for the sake of less confusion))
"Geez, so many questions, I can almost see why Irving mentioned you guys and your 'methods'. You could probably bore someone to death with these questions" Jack stated.
"Well, try to understand sir, these are important questions for the sake of research. As you now know, Irving was an important member of CEDA" The questioning scientist said.
"Yeah, yeah, I know. I'm just kind of bored; I mean he probably wrote most of the important things in that journal anyway"
"Well, he covered some important facts, but you have to understand most of his journal just added more analysis of infected individuals that we already learned of, well, I guess you're done for now" the assistant stated.
Jack smiled at the news of break. "Finally, I was getting tired of this. Might as well get going"
"You do know we are still containing your here, right? We need to research this immunity that you have"
"What, why? I mean, one, you have enough immune people here, and two, most places that we saw infected are probably soon to be bombed"
"Well, there is still a chance to save those people not infected. You probably haven't noticed it due to your immunity, but some people who we call carriers are spreading the infection unknowingly and are starting to cause a massive outbreak nationwide. Don't you want to save the people; don't you want to save your friends?"
"Most the people I'd want to save are dead" Jack said as he walked out.
 

[Saffron the Scientist]

There was a pretty blond doctor that had been stopping by and saying things to her for the past few days. Only a bit of it seemed to make sense. Something about trauma. Her throat. Morphine. It was difficult to think straight. She felt as if more time had passed than should have been possible.

Also, she remembered dying. Sort of. Bleeding out on the ground was close enough either way. And then darkness, and being carried elsewhere. Ellis?

That seemed like the sort of thing he would do, but something wasn't right. The moment she had awoken she had panicked terribly. But she remembered them talking to someone. Someone.

She's not had enough blood in her for a long time...her brain may have been permanently affected. She may not be the same person you remember.

 

[Maulotov]

Ellis had wandered off from the card game, not surprisingly. He didn't say anything to either in particular, simply offering a lazy, half-assed wave-like motion. Tattooed arms crossed to rest behind his head, callused fingers locking together. He didn't want to settle too well into this place, make friends with the people that had them "captive."
Of course, for those like him, the immune, life was typically pretty easy. If you knew how to keep your trap shut, that is.
He muttered to himself, not speaking clearly enough for anyone to hear him rambling out his plot of action. He'd find everyone, and break 'em out. That was just about all he had planned thus far.
"Keith... an' Nick, if he wants, an' Jack, an' ... Elf," he pause mid-step with the last name, one foot hovering over the ground comically. Elf, he hadn't see her in a minute...
Too many minutes for his likin', the gal got into too much trouble while he was away. Course, they had left her for dead and drug him off unconscious. But he'd heard a rumor she was around.
And if she was, by god, he was going to find her. Find everyone he got into this mess.

 

[Kronoton]

He had to escape. Curtis had to escape this nightmare and with Keith in tow.

This wasn't fair. None of it was fair. He had gotten shocked and beaten on the head. For what? Showing the love of his life the love he deserves? These humans were more monstrous than he was. Even he showed restraint! They couldn't look past the hoodie, could they?! He wanted to tear them apart right then and there, but it was when he was going to lunge that he remembered the shock shackle and heavy weights on his ankles. He fell over with a startled cry, the guards capitalized on his mistake to beat him with their nightsticks and tasers. Curtis whimpered every time he was hit on the head or felt a shock in his side. They didn't stop, even when it was more painful than the last. They eventually did stop when a scientist came out to stop them. The Hunter was bruised, shaken up, angry, and in a lot of pain.

"Back to your posts," was the order. The guards did just that.

The scientist glared at Keith, "Now Subject Seven One B will return for testing."

The scientist grabbed him by the back of his shirt, dragging him away back through the doors for more testing. Curtis protested, but was too weakened by the tasers to really do that much. They were taking him away from Keith!