Rot Incarnate
There will be a day where I no longer bleed light.
Vladimor had ended up outside, sitting out back as he watched the sky. There was no need for him to eat, he thought(This is a lie.), and there was no one he actually needed to bother. It disgusted him at the thought that he'd be someone's problem if here were to stay inside any longer than he needed to, so he decided to wait out and make himself scarce. The boy hums a soft tune, one which he doesn't remember's origin, but was familiar enough to him. While it was easy to find peace in solitude, it is also easy to find loneliness, something of which Vladimor was not fond of. There's a sort of longing when he looks at birds, squirrels and other animals about, all together in pairs or trios. A small, sad smile crosses his face, as he is sure that there's no way he could stay here for too long- The police will find this place soon, especially with how crowded it is, even if they don't, he has no place here. Vladimor is an experiment, and nothing will change that, no matter how much he tries to erase it all away. They will look for him, for he is property. Government property. He will run, and they will try to find him and that is how it will be. Vladimor has no problem with that, but he dares not to burden the others with himself.
So be it.
OOC: Someone REALLY should mention that he is among other experiments, aha