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 Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 1:18 pm
"Hello" Myeko called again thinking he had heard somthing "Is someone there?" He asked Wondering if he would get an answer. ((It's really short I know but I could not think of anything lol.)))
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General-Anjeru generated a random number between
1 and 80 ...
62!
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Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 1:22 pm
Astal's shadowed figure could been seen about the lab, red eyes bright and very noticable as he moved about. He took notes on a black clipboard, scratching words on randomly with a pen he held in his right hand.
As he walked around, looking over all the current experiments, the black lab-coat would flare out behind him. To anyone's eyes he would look like the devil incarnate himself, but in a most seductive angle. The blonde hair fell across one of his eyes, but neatly, shaggy but with a very pronounced feel of silk.
"Well...seems like the lab has been busy the last few years."
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Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 1:27 pm
"Where AM I?" Myeko called out sounding quite scared. "Dose anyone know where I am?" He called getting up and looking around. This place was rather scary, and werd.
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General-Anjeru generated a random number between
1 and 80 ...
40!
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Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 1:35 pm
Astal narrowed his eyes without so much as another expression. He hit the wall of the room Myeko was in and growled, "Shut up in there!" Then he turned and walked towards the door, mumbling, "We're trying to work." Then he moved on, making his way through the labs once more.
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Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 1:41 pm
When Myeko heard somone tell at him shut up he was even more confused. He ran over to the door opening it. "Where am I?!" He called to the person who was walking down the hall. "Why am I here?" He called after him.
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Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 1:54 pm
Despite the fact that Ezekiel had an house of his own, a rather comfortable one at that, it wasn't strange for the scientist to spend days, even weeks in the labs. He was, without a doubt, quite the devoted surgeon and very dedicated. Not to mention his social circle didn't really extend to people who actually had time in their lives for anything other than work. Of course, Ezekiel was the sort to find play within his line of work, and even if Metamorphoses wasn't the Ritz, it was practically his second home. In fact, he was home to all their experiments, whether they liked it or not.
Standing at an easy 6'5, the grey haired male walked down a long and narrow corridor, passing various holding rooms; the dry sound of distant screams barely a flickering to his subconscious. Ezekiel only liked the screams of anguish and pain that he induced, and paid little attention to everything else. His clipboard, the one he held in those limber and lithe hands; contained notes of a human subject that had yet to be experimented on. It was routine to hold them for a few days without any other contact, but now it was Ezekiel's turn to 'play'.
It didn't take long for the scientist to reach the room which Felix was being held, standing at the doorway and giving a light knock; though of course he stepped in anyway. "Ah, good afternoon Felix" his tone mild mannered though his gaze continuously scoured the various notes over and over again, taking in every little written detail.
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General-Anjeru generated a random number between
1 and 80 ...
74!
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Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 1:55 pm
Astal stopped in his tracks, turning to face the young man enough so that he could see the hell burning in his red eyes. Slowly, he walked back towards the future-experiment.
"You're here, because we put you here." Astal narrowed his eyes, jotting a note down onto his clip board. "You don't need to know why."
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Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 1:57 pm
 Rachel crawled out of her place under the cot. He saw the guy being told to shut it and the scientist, Rachel couldn't help but state:
"Leave him alone!...."
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AntiMcDonalds generated a random number between
1 and 80 ...
44!
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Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 2:02 pm
((Note: I'm changing my character into a guy just because this is a Yaoi roleplay... My character is going to be a guy that looks like a girl... (Sorry for copying you Derek but I dont want to make a whole new character..))))
(Edit: I revised my whole profile so I could be a guy. Sorry for the confusion....))
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Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 2:08 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 2:24 pm
He stopped and turned his head to look upon the intruder in the situation. Astal smiled a bit to himself, before moving over towards him, that coat swirling behind him like an endless shadow of nothing but darkness.
"And who might you be?" He asked.
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Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 2:28 pm
Rachel studderded not knowning that he would get attension. He never got much attension. His teeth chattered a bit under the presence of the man. ''My... name is Rachel.. sir....." People called her #0022 but his name was Rachel so he didn't understand. Names weren't numbers. Rachel stared at the coat which swished like an endless shadow. He looked up at the man who was much taller than him.
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Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 2:46 pm
Ah and he was polite, how nice, though some of the scientist thought it didn't make a difference, Ezekiel was all about manners sometimes. Experiment, human or otherwise, no matter the situation, was it really impossible to just keep civilised? Naturally the grey haired male didn't think it was impossible at all, setting the first sheet of notes of the clipboard down as he had it lifted to read the notes beneath it.
"It says here you've been moved from foster home to foster home, though you were found in alley way; so you didn't really stick to any of those homes" not that he was really asking Felix, just letting the human know part of what he himself knew.
The taller male was soon stepping quite steadily towards the cot on which Felix lay on, soon looming over the side and allowing a fingers to glide up along the side of the human's face. "I don't trust foster homes either" the slightest hint of a smirk pulling on his lips when he spoke, combing those long fingers through the other male's softer, blonde highlighted hair.
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Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 3:07 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 3:16 pm
He found himself somewhat amused in the way that the human reacted to his touch, watching with a careful gaze as Felix shied away from his fingers; but not far enough that Ezekiel could still comb through those soft strands of hair. Eventually he did pull those long fingers back, shifting his form a bit to sit just on the edge of the cot itself, "you're donating your body to the wonderous possibilities of modern science" as if it were a priviledge to be experimented on.
"You wouldn't have amounted to very much, out there, on the streets without a place to call home" making it seem as though Metamorphoses was a great opportunity, a place to finally call home. "I must say though, you are quite beautiful...even for a human" his voice gently murmuring, there was never a harshness to his tone at all; never had he found a reason to raise his voice in anger. Fingers reaching again to glide rather lightly along Felix's cheek once more, "I shall enjoy our little experiments and the time we'll spend together."
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