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Of course, he makes no attempt at any sort of violence. Instead, he sits down on the ground, a few feet away from where the little sister was, almost within punching range of the big daddy. A dangerous position, he knew, but it was worth the risk to see something this interesting, to him.

He looks upto the big daddy, who's still eyeing him, and then over to the little one he'd been watching over so closely. He braces himself as the little sister approaches him with a smile, tugging along that giant syringe like contraption that they were so facinated with.

Again, he wanted to touch the surface of the drill, but he knew it would take off his skin, so he decided against it. He hardly noticed the change in Plasmid, he just kept watching as the little sister went on with her actions, glancing up to look at him occasionally with that creepy smirk.

He didn't want to stand up, nor did he want to leave at all, he just sat there, watching, waiting, trying to be still to avoid conflict. He knew that if he moved wrong he'd be food for those insects, but he didn't care at the moment.

After the two were gone, he smirked slightly. His hunger, his curiousity was fufilled for the day, for now. He watched as the last of the bog daddy's massive form disappeared in the dark and then he stood up, dusting himself off with his hands.

He looked around, noticing a door that had a peculiar sign on it. He approaches it with caution, for fear that splicers would come get him. the door read "HAVECTOR, DO NOT ENTER." in big crimson lettering, probably written in crude ink. He runs his fingers over the writing, the letters bumpy and uneven. His curiousity would have to wait this time, he needed some rest now.

Stepping back into the room he was in before, he lays down in the corner, behind a desk, out of view from passerbys, and tries to sleep. The visions of the big daddy though, keep him awake, stained into his mind like a photograph just taken.

Eventually, his mind drifted, and he drifted off into obsidian.

(And now I have to go to sleep! Good timing, eh? I'll be online when I get home tomorrow! And then I'll be DONE with exams and free to roleplay more! Woo!)

Jenus jolted awake at the loud pounding on his door, the residue of whatever nightmare he was having somehow seeming to linger. But it wasn't a nightmare, it was reality, and he had awoken once again to this Hell. He sat up, slowly. The lights on the Big Daddy illuminated the room, making him clearly visible in his previously darkened sanctuary. Of course this wasn't the first time Big Daddy's have come sniffing around, but usually they weren't so forward, not without being provoked, and especially if they just obtained Adam.

He squinted against the dull light; this Big Daddy seemed different. A different build, a different way it stood, watched, seemingly more... intelligent, perhaps.

Little bots buzzed around his feet, a small hoverbot next to his head, waiting for any signs of violence so they could deploy what small weapons they had. None of these bots could do much damage to a Daddy, but they would try if it came to that, as they were programmed to.

Jenus stood with his back still pressed to the wall, shivering slightly. He didn't want to open that door. Definitely didn't want to invite it in.

Chaz awoke to the sound of metal clatter. What sounded like a hammer hitting a slab of steel echoed down the halls. He had just fallen asleep, too.

He stands up, walking over to the area where he thinks the sound is coming from, peeking around the corner, seeing that same big daddy banging on the door he was so curious to see the contents of.

He thought about it for a second, he could either risk his like trying to help the poor soul inside, or wait for the brute to break down the door and possibly pose as a distraction for the person to escape. Hopefully that person wasn't a splicer...

The banging becomes louder and a large dent begins to form in the door. The time to decide was now, but he still waited until the door was almost in pieces before deciding.

Chaz's heart skipped a beat as the giant looked over at him, but resumed as it looked away again. He wanted to help the poor soul inside, but his head told him not to. Memories of his last encounter with a Daddy flashed in his mind, his ribs burned from them.

Of course, he didn't care for Adam, nor for anything of the sort, though he did love lighting things on fire... But he'd never go near a little one, never. He'd seen the damage that the Daddies had done to Splicers.

Suddenly a crash sounds behind him and he looks back, the Daddy doing the same. A shrill scream, far away, but definite, echoes through the room. The air becomes cold.

From the air vent, a spider Splicer exits, his metal clawed fingers clanking against the pipes lining the ceiling. He climbs to hover over Arya for a second.

Chaz freezes, his heart pounding against his chest like a drum. But the splicer passes over, his eyes locked on the Little sister that stood next to the Daddy in the dark, eyes alight, curiously locked on the creature above.

His heart races, adrenaline pumping through his veins as fast as his blood can run. He steps back a little, seeing as another splicer enters the room from a vent behind the giant, smiling a wicked smile.

Out of the darkness, more approach, surrounding the room, behind the giant, behind him, hidden in the murky blackness. They all sit, silent, waiting, the only sound of the electricity buzzing through the Daddy's hand.

The first Splicer jumps, landing on the ground and making the sister scream. Chaz could tell she hated them he'd been watching her for some time now and she particularly hated spider splicers, like he did.

Sensing the splicers were surrounding them, Chaz reaches for his shotgun, but realizes he's left it in his corner, so he reaches for his machete and readies it at his side.

Jenus watched the ensuing chaos going on outside his place with a distant feeling of panic. It was all he could do not to cover his ears with his hands and shut his eyes. He was used to Splicers, of course, even the occasional Spider Splicer but they usually didn't bother him as most knew he had no ADAM. Still, sometimes they would creep up on him in dark corners, and what the hated most was what they said to him; disgusting things. He wasn't completely defenseless of course, and if they ever tried any thing his bots would be sure to chase them off rather quickly.

He never understood why Splicers even bothered to mess with the Daddies. Obviously, they were addicted, didn't think straight when it came to ADAM. He had only ever seen a group take down a Daddy, and the Daddy had already been weakened by some hacked turrets.

When the Daddy moaned, the sister screamed, Jenus stood up thinking he might... help, maybe? But that was foolish, and the moment passed, Jenus just standing there while the Splicers were killed or ran away. But there was another human out there (or mostly human, he assumed) brave enough to get close to the Big Daddy and Jenus couldn't help but be curious.

Jenus walked to the door, which opened on it's own (and would only do so for his specific DNA code) his hoverbot following behind. The Daddy only a few feet away, the other person on the other side of him. He couldn't think of what to say in such a situation, so just tried to look unafraid, and of course, nonthreatening. He knew he pulled off the latter, at least.