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Futuristic House of Horrors - Government Experiment RP

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Please note that I mean no disrespect to the IRL House of Horrors scandal.
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    Welcome to the House of Horrors RP. The House of Horrors is a top secret government facility in which children who are believed to have paranormal/magical abilities are tested. This facility has existed for several decades.

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Sharon Holmes: detective/facility worker: in town

"Everyone, listen up! Take your assigned positions in the houses around town. Kids, there will be backpacks waiting for you in the houses. There will be a fake homework sheet. Pretend to be doing the sheet. There will also be an iPod in disguise as a transmitter. Turn it on so you can hear me giving directions. The last thing in your backpack will be a retainer. There is a secret location transmitter in it. Put it in your mouth and flick the switch with your tongue to turn on the location tracking. If you throw the retainer, it will explode ten seconds after you throw it so run fast! Parents, make sure you are pretending to cook. Good Luck everybody!" Sharon concluded. Then everybody rushed off to their assigned houses. Even though the detective sounded confident, she was really nervous. Time was of essence, the facility staff would be arriving in half an hour to take the children. With one last glance toward the town, she headed back to the facility so people wouldn't question her absence.
 
Tioni~Faculty child~Animal summoner
Tioni wakes up in her cell, glancing every which way and hoping non of the faculty staff are present in her room. When she sees that no one is, she summons Mittens, a kitten they tried to make her kill, from under her bed. "Hey sweet baby! Are you okay?" Tioni asks as the kitten prances up to her and starts licking the cuts from Tioni's arms from where the staff had cut her to drain blood. "Oh those? Their nothing! They probably won't hurt compared to what I'm supposed to go through today. I deffinitely wish they told us beforehand what horrible torture was going to happen on what day. Then I could prepare..." Tioni whispers to the kitten. Then she suddenly hears foot steps coming torwards her cell so she shoves Mittens back under the wood slab she calls a bed. "Who were you just speaking to honey?" a sickly sweet morning nurse asks her. "No one ma'am..." Tioni whispers quietly. The nurse then snatches up Mittens by the tale and shakes her in Tioni's face, "What is this then? Nothing as you told me? Or did you lie to me sweet child?" "Put her down!" Tioni yells, grabbing at Mittens. "Okay I will... But first-" the nurse snaps the cats neck then drops her limp body on the ground by Tioni's feet. "As your punishment for lying, that's your breakfast!" The nurse then turns around and stomps away, locking Tioni back up with the poor dead Mittens, who had been Tioni's only friend since she got here in this hell-hol.
 
Ren Fox-Facility, Cell
Form: Human-Lycan
Ren was faced with his normal nightly battle. He lay on the cold floor. Dried blood was scattered around him. He inspected his hands they weren't even beginning to grow hair, and his nails weren't claws yet. The wolf was being patient. I can wait. You sleep soon. Ren heard the growling voice that he shared a head with. Ren lay his head against the wall and closed his eyes.

Immediately the world in his mind was put to his focus. He'd never really been inside of his dream world, but now it was a normal endeavor. The wolf beat against the door, where Ren had trapped him the previous night. The lull in his focus allowed the beast to escape. Their continuous battle through the halls of Ren's mind began anew. As usual Ren was the hunted one.

In the waking world the boy was spasming, and his body was racked with convulsions, as his muscles filled out and his scarred skin was replaced by brown, mangy fur. Why you run from me Ren heard the wolf gaining. He began to hear a hungry panting behind him. You not get away. I. Am. You that single word stopped Ren in his tracks.

This monster was not him. It couldn't be. Even though it'd been that way for the last two years. The wolf howled in triumph tackling Ren in his mind. I win. Growled the wolf. Again thought Ren a little angry. His eyes flicked open. Now yellow. The beast that had been Ren mere moments before got to its feet and paced the cell. Clawing at the walls, and growling loudly. A terrible howl filled the area, as the wolf stopped its exercise and got down to its nightly business trying to gnaw off its own cuffed paw.
 
Nova: infiltration: travelling to the facility
It was pitch black out when she heard a thud and footsteps. Nova shifted in her bed and pretended to be asleep. She felt someone put a bag over her head, tie her limbs together, and carry her out.

"That was almost too easy, the young in didn't even put up a fight," one of the facility staff murmured.

"Rich, be grateful that it didn't put up a fight. Those things would have pulverized us if they were awake," the other facility staff replied. Nova's mind recoiled. She hated it when people referred to her as an it. Even though she had powers, that didn't change the fact that she was still human!

Fwoosh, the cold wind sweeped in to greet her as she was thrown onto the truck like garbage. She heard the men run off to collect more children. Soon, more and more children were piled onto the truck. With a vroom, the truck drove off into the night. The farther they went into the forest, the bumpier it became. The ride seemed to take forever and Nova dosed off after a while. When she woke up, her hands were tied up behind her back and bright lights shone into her eyes. She looked around in wonderment. She saw many other bleary eyed children looking around too.

"Welcome to this facility, you have been brought here because you have powers and you are a freak in society that no one wants," said raspy voice, "My name is Fenrir." Nova tried her best not to roll her eyes. What sort of crap did they feed the children in order to brainwash them and make the scared? She thought. Her thoughts were interrupted when a women walked in and clamped a bracelet like thing around each child's wrist. Fenrir smiled wickedly.

"These cuffs are called are called electrocuting cuffs. If you misbehave, you get electrocuted. If we feel like it, we can taser you too, all with a click of a button." Fenrir waved button in the air. Then all the children were escorted to their rooms, or rather their cells.
 
Jonah Lark, infiltration child: In town.

Jonah locked eyes with the woman speaking with a gaze as stern as his round face and large reflective eyes could muster. His expression set to one of childlike bravery almost appeared impudent. He held the stare for another moment before turning his back and leaving the room at a jog.
Breaking into a run as he entered the main street of the town, Jonah returned to his assigned house. He grabbed the backpack from the kitchen table and yanked it over a shoulder before darting back out the door before his false mother could catch him. Quickly, he scurried to the top of the chestnut tree in the yard of his home, perching on the highest branch that could support his weight. He dug through the bag, found and switched on the retainer and put one of the ear buds in his ear, pocketing the device. He hung the mostly empty bag on a tree branch above him without bothering to remove the homework, he'd barely be able to understand it anyway. Visably peaking his head from the foliage, he kept watch, waiting for his soon to be captors to come into sight.
 
Estrella-Facillity Child-Child Rooms
Estrella waited for the tortue to come, her hate of the nighttime coming in full power. Dreams were her worst enemy, and they hunted her like prey. As she closed her eyes and drifted into sleep, she braced.
A girl with long golden hair swishing in the air screamed, ear piercing and loud.

"Estrella!"
Estrella whipped around white hair glowing in the moonlight.
"Vi!"
Estrella shouted.
Her beloved Vi was covered in blood, her eyes gouged out, her beautiful hair tattered.
Estrella was gagged, and taken away in the pitch black.

Estrella woke up. She rubbed her tired eyes, and raked her fingers through her hair.
"Another sleepless night." She groaned silently, her voice barely a whisper.

Suddenly, a tingling feeling came over her body.

She saw her fingers start to glow purple, her power coming back. She started to float, up, her power coming in strong waves, but suddenly she stopped, her mouth opened, and she let out a big sigh. She floated back down and stopped glowing.

Safe for another night, she thought.

Her dream came rushing back at her. All she wanted was a nice dream and some good sleep. Was that too much to ask?

She sat against the cold cement wall, buried her head into her arms and started to cry.

She thought about times long gone, times spent with Vi, The Lady, and Leaf.

She looked at a form, hidden in the corner barely able to be seen.

She crawled over to the form, to tired to walk.

"Leaf," she whispered, "Leaf!"

The form opened it's eyes and blinked sleepily.

It scurried into the moonlight and stretched.

Leaf was a squirrel.

A very sweet squirrel.

"Leaf. Come sleep with me."
Estrella said, lying down beside the corner where Leaf hid.

Leaf scampered over and curled into a ball besides Estrella, his body warming Estrella's face.

"Thank you Leaf."

Leaf squeaked quietly in response, his thin, fragile body moving up and down slowly.

After a while Estrella fell asleep, without a dream in sight.
 
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Olivier Park || Infiltration || "Home" to Faculty

Olivier sat outside in the patio behind the house. Its had cute little lights and even its own little river (creek?) that flowed into a pond. Olivier actually felt a bit sad that she'd only stay a while longer in such a nice place. Olivier searched through the backpack given to her earlier by that detective woman. As she'd said, there was a fake homework sheet. Olivier took that out.

Pre-Algebra? Do I look that dumb?

Olivier looked back into her backpack. She caught sight of an iPod. Or rather, a transmitter disguised as an iPod. Olivier wished it could play music. She decided to stuff it in some pocket somewhere (with one ear bud in her ear, of course). What else lay in the backpack? Olivier reached into the backpack and found a case. She opened it to see a pair of retainers. The detective said that they were location trackers that exploded if thrown. How could all that be fit into a pair of teeth-huggers? Olivier didn't have the time to figure that out. She stuck the retainers in and flicked the switch with her tongue. God, they felt weird.

Olivier looked at her fake homework sheet. She looked at her empty backpack. Couldn't Ms. Holmes at least put a pencil in there? Situations like these was why Olivier always stuffed things into hidden pockets. She pulled out a pen and start scribbling away at her work. A few minutes passed... or maybe ten? Or maybe twenty? If Olivier lived through all of this, she'd get a watch. She filled out the last answer and- "Ah!" Olivier yelped. Something pricked her arm. She looked at the source of her pain and found a dart. No, not just any dart. A tranquilizer. Olivier got up to turn, but suddenly found herself extremely exhausted. Her head spun. Her legs ached. She couldn't think at all. Sleepiness overcame the girl, like a heavy blanket weighing her down.

The next time she opened her eyes, Olivier found her hands tied behind her back. It took a moment for Olivier's eyes to adjust to the light. She looked around to see many other children like her. Someone was speaking. He introduced himself as Fenrir and spoke of the handcuffs that Olivier was cuffed in. He said something along the lines of "Obey or these cuffs'll hurt you!"... Olivier wasn't really listening. Then, Olivier was escorted to her living quarters.
 
Logan William Sisler In Cell - Facility Child
Logan sat inside the confines of his cell, the area around him a toasty 150 F. A temperature anyone else would almost burn to death over, but he seemed unbothered by the extream heat. The air around him seemed to ripple and wave around as he slowly stood and stretched from a long night of on and off sleep.

Logan rubbed his drowsy eyes. He had been here so long that most nights he was able to sleep without trouble, but knowing that they were bringing in new children made his mind race and because of it, he found himself rolling around more than usual. He let out a soft yawn as he sat himself back down on the ground, he wondered who the new children were, what could they do?

Logan was torn from his thoughts by noise in a cell nearby, he sighed and stood up and went over to the bars that held him in from the rest of the world. He looked across the hall and to the left of his cell, seeing Ren in his Lycan form trying to remove the cuff that caused all of the children here pain. He couldn't help but sigh before shaking his head at the lycan chewing at his own paw. Logan began to wonder how long he had been at his task, though the lycan never seemed to make any progress. "Make any progress?" Logan asked, not really expecting an answer since Ren was in his lycan form.

He had spoken to Ren a bit more than a few times now, and even if the boy hadn't been here for more then a few weeks or so, Logan had come to at least trust Ren. Well, at least when Ren was himself and not a lycan that is. His other form was, unpredictable to say the least and not something Logan would want to ever face head-on.

 
Sylvia: facility: in cell
Sylvia's heart was racing, she felt as if a wave of emotions were slamming into her. This usually happened when new children arrived in the facility. Except, this time there was an unusual amount of children, much more than the usual amount. She tried to take deep breaths but that didn't stop her whole body from shaking. She tried to isolate each emotion, usually it helped her calm down. This time, the children's emotions were strange. None of them felt fear. There were some that were feeling curious and some feeling annoyed. She heard the shuffling of feet and heard a door slam. Someone had just been placed in the cell next to her. Sylvia tried to read the person's emotions and thoughts but couldn't. She could feel sort of artificial quality to them. She furrowed her eyebrows. This usually happened around the facility staff who were robots or cyborgs. The facility never took robot or cyborg children, and when they accidentally did, they were killed immediately. Sylvia summoned some undead rats to her side and ordered them to burrow through the wall between her and the person in the other cell so she could warn the newcomer about what might happen to her if she was discovered.

Thud! The wall fell over and Sylvia stepped through. She knew she only had a few precious minutes before the staff came to see what had fallen. She also knew that she would probably be whipped tomorrow but she didn't care, she had to warn the robot/cyborg child.

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Jonah, infiltration: town -> facility

An unnatural rustle in the tree behind where Jonah perched alerted him to the fact his capture was imminent. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth but made no move. He felt a small prick in the back of his neck and almost instantly became drowsy. Feeling his body begin to tip over and fall, he passed out.

The first thing he felt was the cold smooth floor and a dull pulsing pain in his arm and head, though his brain barely registered the sensations. He wasn't sure if he woke or slept, his mind too foggy to tell for certain.
"...perhaps...... too much sedative...."
He heard a voice some distsnce away but was unable to tell how far. When he blinked open his eyes, everything seemed blurry, worsening his headache.
".... he's awake..."
Jonah heard another snippet of conversation. His mind, growing gradually more lucid, deciphered they referred to him. He felt someone grab him roughly by his hurt arm pull him to his feet, leaning him against the wall. He groaned softly in pain as he heard a metallic clinking sound around his wrist. He concentrated in focusing his eyes and saw the face of the man before him. Someone in a white coat with a cruel looking face. He met Jonah's face.
"Hey there, kiddo, welcome to your new home!" He said in a mocking, scornful tone that pissed Jonah off even in his muddled state of consciousness.
"Fuck... off."
The man unhesitently struck Jonah sharply across the cheek, hard enough to make him see stars for a moment.
"That's your one warning."
The man exited the cell, metal door clattering behind him.
"Thanksh... That's exchactly what I needed... To wake up!" Jonah yelled after the man, though he likely couldn't hear. His speech sounded slurred like a drunkard's. He pressed his hand against his cheek, it felt warm and already began to swell. He stumbled and fell back against the wall when he tried to stand, unable to gain balance. His head pounded worse than before and he felt nausious to the point of wanting to vomit.
 
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Sharon Holmes: detective: in facility
Sharon hurried out of her office to check on the well being of the newcomers. The first person she decided to check on was Jonah. When she had recruited him, she had got a taste of his wild personality and wanted to make sure he hadn't gotten himself in trouble. When she finally got to his cell, he saw him collapse. Sharon sighed. This had happened before, the staff had put too much sedatives in the darts, except she had never seen a child so sick. Luckily, Sharon had been carrying a syringe with medicine to counteract the effects of the sedatives. She quickly injected the liquids into him and hurried back to her office to start the new phase of the Infiltration mission.
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Nova: Infiltration: in cell
Nova's eyes snapped open as bright light shone through a tiny window. She stretched her arms, rubbed her eyes, and yawned. Last night, there had been quiet a few mosquitos so Nova reflected their wings and tiny bodies and hunted them down, one by one. Nova shook her head, trying to get the imagine of gross bug blood out of her mind. Then she just sat and waited. Soon, a scowling lady came in and delivered her breakfast: a stale bagel and a plastic cup filled with cold oatmeal. Nova frowned. When she had been recruited, the Holmes woman hadn't told her about the nasty accommodations and horrible food. Oh well, they don't call this place the House of Horrors for no reason, Nova thought. She glared at her breakfast. If this is all I get, then I better eat it. Nova slurped the oatmeal up, all on one gulp. Then she gagged, the oatmeal had tasted horrible, there was a little too much salt. Already in a bad mood, Nova threw her bagel at the wall. Let the rats eat it, she thought.
 
Olivier Park || Infiltration || Cell

They literally picked Olivier up and threw her into a cell. Olivier winced. Though her body didn't actually get damaged (what type of cyborg would she be if it did?), it could still feel pain. Such pain would stop Olivier from ruining herself. It was logical, but annoying. The door slammed, and Olivier was left to sit by herself in the cell. So... now what? Olivier looked around her. She could bang on the walls and see if anyone hit back... but Olivier didn't know how the facility people would've reacted. Shit, she should've scanned everyone ahead of time. Olivier would have to wait until the next time she saw one of them again.... There came a scuffling sound, as if birds were walking all over the wall nearby. Olivier's brows furrowed. Was someone trying to... talk to her? Suddenly, the wall fell over with a thud. Olivier watched with wide eyes as a kid with deep red eyes walked through. The staff were bound to come soon. What was this kid thinking?


To everyone else, Olivier was just staring at the girl. In reality, Olivier was trying to scan her. The surface things came first: emotions, information about her body, conscious thoughts... Her heart was beating at an abnormally high rate. That usually meant she was excited, afraid, or had just done something physical. Obviously, her heart beat fast because she'd just pushed over a goddamn wall. She had a lot of scars, particularly on her back, chest, and feet. The girl had the ability to read emotions and thoughts and such... and even control them? Not just with alive things, either- she could even control dead things. Just not robots and cyborgs (Olive was safe). I’m Couldn't she just control everyone and get herself out of here? Maybe there was a deeper reason why the girl wasn't doing that. Olivier would dig deeper another time. The red-eyed girl felt... afraid? No, not quite. It was an emotion that Olivier couldn't comprehend. Perhaps her emotion was the actual reason why her heart beat so fast. The girl knew that Olivier was either a cyborg or a robot. She wanted to warn Olivier about something.... she knew she'd get whipped but her fear (Olivier was pretty sure people called this emotion "concern") for Olivier overruled her fear of getting whipped. Olivier decided, instead of scanning for the warning, to wait for the kid to tell it to her.

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Ren Fox- Facility- In Cell, night-morning
Form: Lycan-human

The wolf looked up from its gruesome work. Ears twitching towards Logan's question. "New...plan" came the deep guttural reply. A few drops of the wolf's own blood were dripping from its muzzle as the beast got onto all fours using the posture of a jungle ape. It heard human guards coming down the hall. With new little humans. The predator gave a ferocious growl and flung itself at the bars. It stayed at the edge of the cell hoping a careless guard would come within claw reach.

None of them did. After a good bit of waiting the wolf eventually gave up. Knuckle walking to the back of the cell where it stood there thinking in the way its primitive mind worked. Ren was surprised. The wolf had let up its hold in his mind. As morning crept close. Ren regained control of his body.

The wolf suddenly let out an inhuman scream of pain clutching at its head. Banging its head against the nearest wall, the beast fell to the floor writhing in agony while the fur receded. Its yellow eyes darkened into their normal hazel brown.

Ren lay on the ground breathing heavily. The boy spit up a drop of blood. He slowly brought himself up as he heard a bowl ding onto the ground followed by footsteps quickly moving away. Breakfast. Another day in hell. But hey at least during the day Ren had control over himself. He looked over at Logan's cell. "Anything interesting happen" he asked. Sure there was probably nothing going on but without some kind of conversation Ren would've gone insane weeks ago. And Logan had proven to be good conversation.

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Jonah, infiltration: In cell
It took a couple minutes for the serum to kick in, but before too long he was back to his usual self and full of piss and vinegar as always. He glanced around the cell, save for the barred wall at the enterence, the walls were smooth and sheer without so much as a window.
"Not even a toilet..." Jonah sighed to himself, scratching the back of his head under his cap.
Having taken scope of the room, he turned his attention to the food laid at the threshold of the cell. Still coming off his earlier nausea, Jonah didn't feel particularly hungry. He moved the meal to the back corner of the cell, for he thought he'd want it later. Not that it appeared particularly appetizing, but he had worse before, and afterall beggars can't be choosers.
Jonah walked to the front of the cell, holding the bars and trying to peek out as far as possible. In the darkness, he could only faintly make out the silhouettes of the children in the cells on the other side of the hall. He reached his arm through the bars all the way to the shoulder and waved.
"Hey! Good morning guys!" He called to the prisoners adjacent, really anyone who bothered hearing.
 
Sylvia: facility: in Olivier's cell

All of a sudden, Sylvia's heart began to race. She looked around and realization dawned on her. Geez Syvia, you could have at least gotten to know her before you broke into her cell. Sylvia thought. But it was too late to turn back. She took a deep breath. "You're a cyborg right? Well be careful, the people here kill cyborg children." She could just touch the awkwardness in the air. Sylvia wanted to scuttle back to her cell but decided against it.
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Olivier Park || Infiltration || Cell
The girl's heart was racing. She looked around and a variant of surprise (Olivier knew this one; it was called realization) flooded her brain. A thought echoed inside Olivier's head: Geez Slyvia, you could have at least gotten to know her before you broke into her cell. Olivier still didn't understand how thoughts worked. She watched the girl as she took a breath in.

"You're a cyborg right?" Sylvia asked. "Well be careful, the people here kill cyborg children."

Olivier had no intention to die. Man's instinctual goal was to live and reproduce, after all. The information given to her did nothing more than to make her say, "Oh. Thanks." Well, there was not much she could do once they found her out and tried to kill her. She'd have no choice but to throw her retainer and blow up the place.

"Hey!" One could hear a voice from the other side of the cell. "Good morning guys!"

Was it morning already? Olivier took a look at one side of the cell. Sylvia had completely destroyed the wall. Olivier had no intention to die, but she didn't really want Sylvia to die, either... and if Olivier was already dead to begin with, it would be better if Sylvia wasn't whipped or something for the destruction of Olivier's cell wall. She walked to the other side of the cell. She bunched up all her muscles, and ran so hard into the wall that whole thing cracked. A strong robotic body was capable of such. A few more hits, and the wall came down. Holy shit, she had no bruises, but her entire body hurt. Olivier looked back at Sylvia, trying her best not to show an ounce of pain.

"I'm the one who broke the cell walls," she said to the red eyed girl. "Okay?"

Olivier then turned to whoever who was yelling from across the now broken cell wall. There stood a small boy with messy brown hair. He wore the type of clothing you saw in labouring men from during the black-and-white ages, with worn vests, brown shades, and even those cool caps. He seemed rather... bruised. Olivier immediately started scanning him (she imagined her eyes must've looked really intense), all the while saying:

"Morning. How are you?"


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Jonah jumped backwards with a yelp of surprise, a reaction akin to that of a cat to a loud sound.
"Jeez, coulda at least warned me first." He grumbled, recovering from his shock, "Think my heart damn near popped out my chest."
Gathering his wits, Jonah looked between the two girls and a lack of understanding became almost instantly evident on his face.
"What's up with you guys anyway? How'd ya smash through the wall so quick?" He paced back and forth in fidgety confusion, "This place is weird..." He said more to himself than them. Jonah stopped short and shook his head as if shrugging off the thoughts then faced the other two in the cell
"Whatever, the name's Jonah Lark," he put a hand out to the girls and the other in his vest pocket, "Nice to meetcha!" He smiled cheekily.
 
Logan William Sisler In Cell - Facility Child
Logan watched the lycan as he did his best to reach the guards that passed his cell. It wasn't the smartest plan since the guards were able to easily stay out of the beast's grasp by staying away from his cell, but at least he tried.

Logan's gaze quickly went from the lycan to the number of children that were being brought in. "Why so many?" He mumbled a bit shocked by the number. It was normal to see one, two, or even up to four come in in one night, but the amount that passed was too much to be a coincidence. Well, unless they had hunted down a whole town of the poor souls.

Logan watched each child that passed, walking up to the bars only to have one guard quickly turn toward him. He had almost forgotten that the air around him was blistering hot. He quickly raised his hands up, took a step back, and quickly cooled the air around him to not cause unwanted trouble. The last thing he wanted was to accidentally get everyone shocked this early in the morning.

The guard quickly removed his attention from Logan and continued on his way. When the guards finished passing Logan made his way back up to the bars and looked over at Ren, who was making his transformation back from Lycan to boy. "Good to see you again Ren." Logan smiled some as he spoke. "No, you haven't missed much. There's quite a lot of new children though." Logan's smile faded a bit.

 
Tioni;Morning;Animal Summoner;Faculty child
Tioni wakes up and looks under the bed, hoping that last night was just a dream. "Nope not a dream... Which means-" She looks over near the bars and sees Mittens lying where the nurse had dropped her. She sighs, numb from all the mourning she'd done last night, and puts Mittens corspe in her waste bucket. She hears a different nurse coming this time (she can just tell...) and this time it's the medication nurse. 'Remember what you've been practicing!' The nurse unlocks the door in the bars of her cell and hands her a red circular shaped pill and a bluish-purple square shaped pill. "Here's your meds sweetness! Take 'em and show me honey!" Tioni takes the pills and 'puts them in her mouth', swallowing. She then shows the nurse her hands and opens her mouth, lifting up her tounge and everything. "Okay, see you tomorrow sweetie" The nurse leaves, locking the bar-door behind her. Tioni smiles in relief. She had succeeded! Now to find a way to get out. She notices a person in the cell across from her. She had only been entrapt here for a few weeks and hasn't bothered to even look out of her cell. When she does she sees a male straight in front of her. She feels with her powers into the cell beside her and senses another male. 'May as well attempt to get someone on my side!' Tioni looks out of her cell, deciding that the one in front of her that made all the noises at night would be more fun to talk to. Maybe she could even help him control his wolf side... "Hello there Ren... Are you okay?" she says, trying to start a normal conversation, which was quite difficult since 1. she was naturally socially awkward and 2. she wasn't exactly the best definition of normal. Yahhah Yahhah
 
Ren Fox- Facility, cell. Morning
Form: human
Ren nodded at Logan as he answered. He usually wasn't aware of what was going on when the wolf took the reigns, he was kind of glad sometimes. Knowing everything that monster did with its time would be a little disheartening. The wolf had seemed excited last night. Probably hoping to grab a distracted guard and have a human snack. Disgusting. Ren thought he heard the wolf have a deep hearty laugh inside of his head. Ren knocked on his skull like one would knock on a door. Attempting to make his monster shut up. "Wonder why there are so many" commented Ren to Logan.

Then he heard a feminine voice from across the hall. It was that girl across from him. She'd never attempted a conversation before. Eh he didn't blame her. Most people were worried he'd turn into a giant slavering beast at any time. Ren answered her question. "I'm doing as fine as I can in here". The other half of his shared mind gave a comment. Aren't you popular. Ren knocked on his head again then realized he probably looked stupid. "Sorry, the voice in my head is just speaking up again". He then looked around. There were a couple guards the later in the morning it got the braver they became.

"What about you"? He asked. Hoping the question about her day still made sense.

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Sylvia: facility: in Olivier's cell

Sylvia shook Jonah's hand. "Oh, hey Jonah, we were just having a discussion," Sylvia explained. Sylvia blushed, suddenly aware that it must have looked like she was about to attack Olivier. Come to me, rebuild this wall, leave no trace, make sure it won't fall! The words sounded like inaudible hisses to other people but Sylvia new exactly what she was saying. She stepped back into the area of her cell as hundreds, maybe even thousands of rats rushed out from the cracks and crevices to put the wall back together. It was as if somebody had bewitched them, the wall that had just been destroyed was miraculously back in the state it was just in a few minutes ago. Then the rats scuttled back to wherever they were before. Just a few seconds after, a nurse arrived to deliver breakfast.

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