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Completely secret. Only know to those who...well..know about it. Hidden in the wall near the music room is another level, this level isn't really part of the school. Its a secret floor for emergency purposes, among a few other odd thigns. A password is only given out to senoir students who have earned the right. There are rumors of this floor of course. Its a school, so there are awlays rumors.

"Sure thing," Venom promised, swearing herself to secrecy with such a common responce. Grav still looked quite out-of-it, so she assumed his assurance wouldn't be required.

This was new. Venom tilted her head to the side, staring curiously at the camera. Her silence was kept until the wall slid open, for she laughed slightly.

"I guess there's a lot I still don't know about you," Venom mentioned thoughtfully, taking the lead down the unknown path.

They had entered a bright, long halloway, everyting seemed to be metalic, and it gave off a sterile feel. "Dun'cha worry. Taken Ya to a place where ya can get fixed up..." Razor said quietly. He looked over to Venom with a week smile , after thinking about what she said. "People do change darlin'. 'Specialy after....things like dat." He sighed and looked down at his feet, then realised they had arrived. The door slid open as he approched it. Inside seemed to be a a very hi-tech medical room. Heart rate monitors, computers, vials of...stuff. Closet of many drugs and anit-biotics. He slide Jacen onto the table slowly and removed the cloth. "Dun' worry pal. This'll be pretteh quick." Razor looked up to a camera in the corner, that seemed to be following him.

"Med-team engaging now." Said the voice from before. A slight buzz could be heard from the ceiling. A couple of small, toaster-sized, white robots droppped down. Long, spider like legs clicked and clanked as they scuttled along the floor and climbed the table Jacen was on. They all examined his arm and got to work. One of them spray a mist onto his arm, rendering it numb. Then one of the others leand it close to the gash. A very fine pin, no bigger then a splinter of metal ejected from its "mouth" with a peice of thread. Rapidly the robot stuck the sliver into Jacens arm, that had no feeling and stitched up the gash quickly. While the other one sprayed it again, with a Dis-infectent. Within a minute, Jacens arm was stitched back together. Then one of the robots manovered of the seam of the gash and a fine lazer buzzed out and slide along the seam. The stitching sprang apart and the skin had formed back together. "Opperation complete." Said the voice again and the robots jumped back onto the ceiling and shot off.

"Thank you kindly, Nerd." Razor said to the camera.

"Any-time."

Well, things were going fine duringthe 'operation' of fixing him up. He was still half out of it, just the occasional movement, or inaudable speaking. Then it was done, and that voice came...

Jacen's eyes opened, and he took one look around. Pupils were dilated at first, then they quickly shrank, and his breath caught.

Medical room...

s**t...

Calm down...

AHHHHH!

To late...

Jacen moved faster than one would have thought possible, quickly sliding off the table and stumbling. Part of his arm was still numb, but he paid no attention to it.

"Where the F**K am I?! And why the hell did you bring me here?" Panic attack? Just a bit. His eyes caught on the door, and his attention became focused on it. Then his gaze shifted to Razor, then Venom... Time to run for it.

He launched forward, throwing himself over the table, landing on his feet, and running to the door...

Dramatic over-reaction? I think so.

"I guess it must suit its purpose a lot, then," Venom mused, turning her attention towards the vials of strange substances, brushing her gloved fingers against them very gently every now and then.

"Do you think..."

Venom had turned back to Razor just in time to catch him staring, causing her to trail off and advert her own embarrassed gaze towards the ground.

How... awkward. Thank God Grav provided distraction, despite it being at his cost.

"Grav, settle down," Venom sighed, too, wandering over to the both of them. She offered him a small smile, explaining, "Razor brought you here for your arm to be fixed, alright? You're perfectly safe."

"What? No Thank Yous?" Razor asked with a grin and lifted him to his feet swiftly and brushed him off gently. "I'm sorry about before, with the arm and the freaking of the out." He siad awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. He outstretched his hand "Hope you can fergive me about dat. Really, shan't happen again." He said with a meak smile.

Grav sighed quietly when he was set down, he seemed calmer, but still on edge. "Uhm, thanks for taking me to get patched up from your sword?" He laughed weakly. "Live in the present, not the past.. Of course." And with those words he shook Razors hand, then withdrew his. Then his attention turned to Venom.

"Uhm... Sorry about your room, things kind of got carried away. If we messed it up at all, I am more than willing to clean everything for you."

Venom managed to draw herself away from the viles, placing the one she had last been looking at back before gliding over to the other two.

She shook her head at both of their offers. "No worries. There's not too much damage; nothing I can't easily fix and clean it up myself," Venom insisted with a small smile.

There she went again: refusing help that was likely needed. Just like in the library, which one could say was the cause of everything up until now. Perhaps Venom should learn to stop being so independant.