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Here is Hawk performs all his science experiments, his operating room, all white and lit up by a hospital light in the middle of the room.
- It is located in the lower level of the Maniak Wing -

This is the place where Hawk keeps all of his equipments and records, all filed away in the walls. The room looks like it has tiles, but nothing is clear here so it could just be plain white, it is as if from the moment you enter you are administered with a drug, a form of anesthesia. This sedates the occupants, other than arrancar (unless needed). This keeps the subject(s) from struggling or resisting, and also makes the mandiroty suggestion of restraint is questionable.

But by the screams that are often heard coming from this room, re-assures you that restraint is a need.


In the cernter of the room ther is an operating table. It is lined with straps and buckles, as well as metallic electrical bracers for arms, feet and even the neck. There are numerous trays and rolling platforms that contain assortments of shiny toold and drills. Hawk obviously has everything set up to where he knows the order and location fo everything in the room. Under the operating table in the exact center of the room is a drain, this makes cleanup after a messy procedure an easy thing.

Ezru felt the rocket in energy from the Holding Areas "I told him that Kurai would not react well from the drugs..." Ezru said as he pulled out the pocket watch without thinking and warped some of his reiatsu into Kurai's cell, except the Reiatsu wasn't his, it was the remnants of his father, stuck inside of the watch. "I hope that will help her calm down slightly..." Ezru said to himself as he encoded a message into his reiatsu that no one except Kurai would be able to hear, mostly due to her ability to see with her second sight.

Calm down Kurai... There will be someone to care for you soon... And someone you must care for yourself as well... the message would be replayed in her head.

((Reasoning for reiatsu to be in the watch is that everyone adds a signature to their creations... Kazi made all of his creations have his signature in Reiatsu. ANd sorry for the double post.))

[Hawk and Datenshi/Kuraime enter]

Hawk entered the completely white room, to find Ezru patiently waiting for him. "Pardon my absence, I had a few things to take care of." Hawk said.
Again, his tone was emotionless, and another thing that was noticable was that he was indeed not alone this time. He walked with Kuraime in front of him, the arrancar's hand placed on her back as he motioned her forward. She was dosile, and did not move her feet well; and another thing was that she ws no longer Kurai but..Datenshi.
"Yes Ezru, I am sure you are wondering how I tamed the beast, aren't you now? And do not worry your little bleeding liberal heart on the matter, for she felt no pain, and is in no pain whatsoever as it is occuring...satisfied?" Hawk threw an unnoticable sneer into the last word.
His lower face was covered with his mask, and the jaws looked like that of a muzzle. Though, is was visible the bracks in the jaw, suggesting it was able to open, but Hawk rathered it be shut most of the time.

Datenshi stumbled forwards into a room filled with scientific equipment and an operating table with ominous-looking restraints. Hawk was steering her right towards it, and a mixture of panic and rage sent bile rising in the back of her throat. No, no, no... She was fighting every forced step, battering at the languor that filled her limbs.

She struggled against the Passive Aggression technique the arrancar employed, but it was even harder here. Something in the air was making her mind fuzzy, relaxed. She could taste it on the back of her tongue--something medicinal that made her bones feel like liquid. She couldn't even shake her head to clear it, couldn't voice her protests, but her eyes burned with shiny-slick loathing for Hawk. She hated his complete control over her, and she hated knowing that if he weren't controlling her actions, she'd probably crumple to the floor. ['cause of the sedative ^^]

The stinging shame was enough to give her a bit of clarity, and she silently screamed at her muscles to move as she willed. The twitching intensified, and she was able to curl one hand into a fist. Still, she couldn't move her arm, though it jerked as though she was thinking of directing a punch into Hawk's too-smug features. She had a vivid fantasy of breaking his nose.

Ezru was here, too, and his presence, coupled with the fact that he was going along with Hawk's treatment of her, felt strangely like betrayal. An irrational feeling, considering Datenshi had never met him before. He seemed familiar, though. A tear of rage slid down one cheek, her eyes burning with a hotter anger than ever.

"I only ask that you help me get her into the restraints, because I cannot take my hand away from her." Hawk placed his other hand on her legs, and gripped her left calf, then scooped her up into his arms. He placed her on the operating table, and slid his hands across her back until his hand reached her arm. He was careful to maintain contact the entier time,. to keep her in her dosile stage.
"Get her other arm, and ankles, the metal restraints will automatically initiate afterwards." He instructed Ezru.
They were to Strap her down, then when that was done, he could begin while the girl was still in her changed 'Datenshi' mode. Besides, she seemed anxious to see Hawk again when he saw her last.

[I take it Hawk still has his hand on her? I don't have anything interesting to say/do until I can move again ^^]

[k XD]

Hawk hoisted Datenshi in his arms with a practiced gesture that made her think he'd done this many times before. He never broke contact with her, and his Agresion Pasiva remained firmly in place as he lowered her onto the table.

The metal was cold on the bare skin of her back and arms. Hawk arranged her immobile body on the cold surface with equally cold efficiency. At his bidding, Ezru followed suit. Again, that betrayal that stung so sharply. Her eyes flickered to his, and she could feel him smiling warmly. For a brief instant, it didn't feel like Ezru smiling down at her, but some other man. His aura was familiar in the strangest way. A voice she was fairly certain she wasn't imagining told her to trust Ezru. So familiar. The memory was just beyond her reach.

She snatched at it, but lost it in the next moment. The same awful, metallic cold was settling over her ankles, wrists, calves, and forearms as the shackles wrapped themselves around her, binding her tightly. Thus restrained, Datenshi was acutely aware of how small and slight her body was. Despite the power it contained, it was such a slender, fragile shell. So mortal.

She buried the anxiety. If she was going to survive this ordeal-- and survive it unbroken-- she'd need to be strong. Fierce. Wild. The defiance burned in her eyes. This is what I am. We can't be broken.