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Carpo almost protested when the other told him to hide, but that smile... it stopped him in his tracks. He wouldn't dare ruin that mood just so he could feel more useful. And so he hid as best he could, backing into a bush and pulling up his hood to hide his bright red hair. It wasn't perfect, but it was better than standing out in the open. Plus, it was warmer in there, which helped keep him from shivering quite as much.

Pulling his knees to his chest, he waited patiently in his hiding spot, like a fawn would it's mother. It was quiet for a long while, his breathing and the wind the only noise to be heard. And then suddenly, there were footsteps. Carpo adjusted himself slightly, so that he could peer out from the bush and confirm that it was Pan and not some random guard. No matter which way he moved himself though, he couldn't seem to catch sight of whoever was making the noise. "Pan..?" He whispered in voice so low and quiet that he wondered if Pan would be able to hear it, even with his enhanced hearing.. The whisper was met with silence and Carpo moved to open his mouth again, only to release a yelp as the back of his hoodie was suddenly grabbed and lifted upwards. Immediately he moved to remove it, so as to escape his captor. Before he could though, he felt himself be spun around with his face shoved into someone's chest. For a second he thought it was Pan, but then he felt cold steel on the side of his head.

"I'm going to turn you around for presentation reasons, okay? If you so much as let out a peep though, I'll blow your brains out and leave nothing but a bloodstain for Pan to find, got it?"

Carpo nodded into his chest and, when the man went to move him, he did not make a noise... He did, however, try to maneuver himself to steal the gun, only to be met with light knock on the head with the butt of it. "Don't try me," the man warned before finishing the turn. And now....now Carpo was panicking...

Pan returned moments later, gear in tow...

"Why hello there Pan. I was hoping we could have a short talk." Carpo swore he could hear the smile on the man's face as he pressed the gun harder against his temple and forced them out so that Pan could see.

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“Ah... so it is you then. The scientists thought it possible that you might have merged, but I was hoping not. TR really was much more fun that this pathetic weakungly,” the man said, whispering the last part into Carpo’s ear. He then proceeded to push Carpo face first into the snow before planting a foot firmly on his back. As he did so, his full appearance became visible. He had piercing blue, which didn’t stray from Pans even as he made this maneuver. His hair was gray, like a dirtied version of Pans own, and his build also was simplistic to Pans, though it was impossible to tell whether that was because he was also an experiment or merely a person bred to deal with one.

Keeping his gun trained on the back of Carpos head, he sighed as if bored. “Calm down. As long as you do what I say I won’t hurt him any more than I already have. In fact, I actually planning on helping him and even letting all his little friends go,” he said, smiling as he felt Carpo wriggle beneath his foot,” you see I came here because I smelled you... and it’s my job to retrieve you. A war is on the horizon and the government wants you back in their possession. Sure they might have to make some tweaks to get that bloodthirsty side if you back, but you are such a valuable asset that they are willing to go through that hassle.”

“Pan n-,” Carpo started to protest, just to have his face shoved back into the snow.

“Now, I know this is a big decision, but you really should decide fast before little Carpo here gets so sick that he’s beyond saving.”

The man grinned at Pan's attempt at intimidation. It was cute watching him try, but Pan just could not induce the same level of fear as TR could. It wasn't even close. The man knew that Pan couldn't have possibly mastered his abilities yet and honestly the white hair just looked innocent without blood speckling it. Nonetheless, he lifted his foot and pulled Carpo up, chuckling as the redhead choked on his collar momentarily. He then pulled the redhead close to him again, breathing in his scent should he lose him at any point. Once the scent was taken in, he let him go and looked to Pan.

"There he's all free and better now see? I-," he started, only to frown as he looked to Carpo, who was shivering quite a bit," alright maybe not better or free, but he's fine.. for now. We really should get him inside though. Then I can let your little friends go and we can get started with you."

Carpo stood there trembling, his whole body now chilled to the core. He wanted to protest, but he couldn't find the words. All he could do was look to Pan, as if pleading for him to anything other than actually follow this man into the belly of the beast.

Carpo fell into his arms, happy to feel the warmth and protection that came with his touch. He was nervous and confused. What did this man mean when he said that he wanted Pan for a war. A war with whom? Was it with the country Leona was from? Had the government somehow backtracked his hacking? And what would happen to Pan if he did give in? Would he revert back to TR? Would he ever come back to him? Shivering in his arms, Carpo, too, kept his eyes turned away from Pan, though he did so out of disappointment in himself rather than disappointment in Pan... They never would’ve ended up in this situation if he had just stayed behind....

“I’m Ymir. Also known as TW 34987 I23. And what’s in it for me is merely your return. The government wants you back and therefore I want you back,” he said as he looked to Pan, readying himself to chase should the other try to run,” the rebel group is hardly a threat as is and fixing Carpos condition would help secure your obedience. There’s no secret agenda here.”

“They won’t kill him or hurt him because if they do so, I would have to kill or hurt them,” Ymir said in a matter of fact way as he walked closer,” you see my bosses would very much like to earn your trust. Prove to you that our intentions are not as malicious as you think. And what better way to do that then to free your friends and fix your liver,hm?”

He paused for a moment in his steps and Pan could hear a murmur come from beneath Ymirs hair, likely from an earpiece. He then smiled and focused back on Pan. “You see we know Carpos blood type and all about his condition. His heart is a ticking time bomb, ready to explode and we happen to have a fix for that. A man recently died in an accident and is lying in a vegetative state. His heart could improve Carpos life and extend it. We’d even let you perform the surgery if you wished,considering you are a doctor and all,” he said, just to frown as Carpo shook his head. He hoped Pan would ignore that and take what was honestly a very gracious offer. They should be killing Carpo and keeping his friends locked up. They had already tried that method though and, while it did help unlock TR, it also resulted in Pan running off..

Putting his fingers to the ear piece, he listened as the scientist told him that they couldn’t be sure whether or not the men were dead, since Pan had stripped them of their clothes before he left. Without the suits there was no way to tell for sure. It made no difference to him either way. He had no stake in the life of a guard who likely would die of hypothermia anyways. He’d readily kill him if need be, but he would not readily leave Pan alone. It was too much of a hassle to have to re-track and chase him. And they were running out of time. This war was right on the horizon and they needed Pan ready to go.

“Fine. I give you permission to use our dead guard, but you are coming with me to retrieve it,” he said simply as he holstered his gun,” There’s nothing stopping you from coming and I am not leaving you behind so that you can turn tail and run while I am not looking. One because I don’t want to chase you and two because if you run you will be harder to reprogram.”

With that, he turned in the direction and started to walk. “Come on. We haven’t got all day. It sounds like his heart will blow from the stress any second now,” he taunted as Carpos heart did indeed quicken in pace, a bit of panic overcoming him at this whole situation.

Since Pan didn't actually know if either guard had that particular blood type, he was taking a serious risk of a distraction if TW could smell blood types. Is that even possible?

Pan carried Carpo close to his chest and followed behind the other man. He gave his reasonings and the last bit made him decide. He glanced down at Carpo once more and stayed close behind TW.

The lot of them walked out of dense woods and back into the embankment by the river. Pan didn't go far from TW's side, and he remained quiet for the time being... until Pan's back up plan came into play.

Whatever TW was doing, most likely picking up and examining the soldiers, beside them was a low, gutteral, growl. Out of the water was the caramel beast Pan had tossed in the river moments before and it was eyeing both the white haired albino, and the grey haired captor. The beast looked confused and initially crouched low towards Pan,its hair raised on its back, causing Pan to back up slowly.

But then it caught a glance at TW's holstered gun. Heavy and powerful shoulders with fat jaws lunged forward, ready to hold on and bite hard at the gun. The beast, having no keeper now to control it, couldn't tell between friend or foe. Both men had white hair and TW was closer, a bigger threat.

Stuck on all fours, the creature could almost look like a human, but it's head and back legs were so disproportionate, it was clear that this creature was a failure of what TW and Pan are. Its mouth drooled and eyes were red. It swat its disjointed claws at TW, attempting to draw blood.

Regardless of what happened with the dog hybrid, Pan seemingly disappeared.