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Vanessa, after reading the text message, had trailed in just in time to hear Dr. H starting to speak. She moved to a wall, her long orange hair barely touching the white surface in places where the hair waved out. She listened to her division leader's explanation of who the woman chained to the table was. So, this was one of the four great Horsemen? Or at least a heir to that role? Vaguely, Vanessa wondered which horse had been the one to kill her back during her trial.

Seeing as this was going to be a lesson on observation, a trait she would need to improve on if she was going to be a good Life Hunter, Vanessa turned her attention to the woman. She was gloveless and shoeless, and Vanessa spotted one of the scarlet hand covers against a wall, the other in the woman's hand from when Dr. H placed it there. Death had those wings, a fitting image when compared to every possible cultural reference to life's end.

A thought occured to Vanessa, and she told herself she'd have to ask it later. The question in her mind was: Did Death lead the Reapers of Halloween?

The fist bump was returned before Before gave the "heir" his full attention. "So she's Death? Wait, air?" he blinked, trying to figure out how exactly that related to Death. She's the air to Death but... did Death need to breathe in the first place?

It took him some time to figure out the proper spelling "Oooh, heir like with the h-e, not the a-i one... Huh..." he tilted his head as he stared at her, then leaned to Bix to whisper, "She looks kinda young... would've thought she'd be... iunno older-looking or something..." Before was not one to talk. He didn't look his age of twenty one and many would agree he certainly didn't act his age. "So we just... watch her all creep-like?" he whispered again.

"If we are quite ready to pay attention?" The doctor drawled, pulling a small scanner from his pocket, "I'll explain what you are expected to do in the examination rooms. This is a FEAR scanner," he held the item up, "You press the little greenlit button on the side, and then scan those made of FEAR. This will take only a moment, my dear." He explained to them slowly, running the scanner down slowly, several inches from Death's body. The green light turned blue and he pulled it away.

"And there you have it. Now the next step is also quite simple." Replacing the scanner, he now pulled out a very familiar thermometer-esque item. "Now, Lady Death, while I'm sure you're no stranger to pain, I'd rather avoid inflicting it upon your lovely person." He held the item out to her, "If you would, please place the narrow end in your mouth until it gives a small chime."

Alright. So Death. He was cool with just calling her that. A part of Deryk wondered if he could get away with Lady Deathstrike despite the fact that she really didn't look anything like her. Eh, he better not.

When Dr H spoke up again, he turned towards him and stared at the device curiously. Peeking around, he tried to get a better look, intrigued with the technology. There was also the thermometer, which also sparked some curiosity. Though, he was still a little confused at what they were planning on doing with Death here. Right now it was like she was just getting checked up.

Maybe they were trying to see what made her tick?

Before watched in silent fascination when Dr. H began to explain and demonstrate the use of the scanner. Though he was silent, Before's mouth was curled into a small "O" as the Life Hunter Division leader offered what he assumed was a thermometer. Huh. So these things had body temps too? Interesting... But could it be measured the way a human's was?

Looks like he wasn't going to find out until later when he heard a faint crunch. Uh... teal eyes blinked as he quirked a brow. "What's that supposed accomplish?" he murmured to his fellow trainees. He could ask Death herself but he wasn't interested in getting in her sights. Let that be Dr. H's job > n>

Fingers drummed against her cheek as the procedure began, fully attentive to the Doctor's every word with a narrowed appreciation for his lack of fear. Her lips were fixed in place and unmoving while Death was scanned, waiting with a wrinkled brow for something to go horribly wrong.

The cracking sound in between the whites of their captive was alarming, but not exactly what worried her. Dropping her shoulders from their suddenly tense position, Minerva released a breath of relief and tilted her head some with interest. So the purpose of all this was to gather information. To learn more about the horsemen and their roots, so to speak...Minnie couldn't help but feel a trickle of excitement, sliding a hand across her shoulder to brush what strands of hair she had been playing with earlier. This she could handle! This she didn't need very much preparation for! There had been four of these things with Caelius when he came strolling into the fields of Halloweentown- it seemed that they were lucky enough to get the semi-obedient one. At least it seemed that way...



Minerva thought on this, blinking several times.

Well I'm thinking that those chains are probably more than just shackles to keep her from taking too many steps forward. They must have some sort of electrical current in them, or something that would promote good behavior..? Otherwise I highly doubt we would be left to care for her on our own like this.



Well, she's the heir to some death horse. I don't think anyone would really get a good vibe from her.



Another smile crossed her lips, small and meant for no one but Blythe.

"For how long?" Minerva chimed in as the doctor finished, tilting her head slightly. "Will we all be tending to Death's needs at some point, then?" Not that she wanted to.

Before's gaze bounced from Dr. H to Aisa to Dr. H then Aisa and back, all the while his expression indicating he was so not "IT" for this particular task. Ahahaha no, please no, he's fine with being a gopher for their guest but he is not putting his hands or fingers or body parts anywhere near her. He doubted he'd be able to catch anything broken in mid-fall the way Dr. H had. Even though Caelius might have been a badass on the field, there was just something different in the badassery that the Life Hunter Division leader displayed.

Is it possible that it's because he has charm and charisma? And that he doesn't feel the need to use such obviously physical means of discipline? I do admire someone capable of subtlety.

... Then why did you pick me? :/ Before mentally asked.

Oh silly Before, I chose you for a multitude of reasons. Subtlety is not one of them. Rest assured, I am your partner for as long as you will have me.

That placated Before enough to chime in on Cass' question, "Is it going to be done one person at a time? Or in pairs or groups?"

"Why until we no longer need to, Minerva. It's quite possible that all of you will indeed have the opportunity to contribute your time to our current little project, but for now..." he pulled out a second thermometer, and took Cassandra's hand in his own, firmly placing it in her palm. The doctor closed her fingers over the piece of equipment, and gave them a small pat, "I will leave it in these very capable, extremely persistent, hands."

He let go, and turned to Before, "Ahhhhh....Mister Bates, yes, please do be of assistance. The rest of you should consider yourself very thoroughly volunteered. You'll find a clipboard outside in the hall, the time of your shift and who you find yourself with depends on how quickly you sign yourself up."

The doctor winced at the sound of grinding metal, and his grin was slightly toothier than usual as he bowed slightly to the captive, "It was, as always, a pleasure, beautiful Death." And with that he made his exit, leaving the trainees with the slightly bloody, increasingly creepy, and alarmingly excited horsewoman.