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Futuristic Those That are Hunted

(We'll know that the next time then. Too much to edit at this point.)


 
When Vulcan collided with Toron, he easily threw him to the ground and put a paw on his chest, holding him there and preventing his escape. Of course, his arms and legs were still free, but Vulcan hoped he had caused some level of concussion for him not to be able to do something stupid so quickly again. "Kytha is not your greatest concern right now." he growled in his face, teeth only inches away from his nose. He was so restraining himself from ripping him apart right this moment.
 
Larassa stopped shocking the dog, but continued to restrain it before she said to Vulcan, "Handcuff the prisoner, make sure his hands are behind his back though." She then took the leash in her good hand and stood up, keeping the dog from going anywhere. Looking at Amelie, Larassa asked her, "Can you take this dog somewhere, away from the prisoners?" Despite Larassa not wanting to, she was going to need to go to the medical bay to get herself fixed up. She would heal quicker that way. If she didn't have that one prisoner already in Isolation along with this new one, then she would've just taken care of herself and taken a few days off. Alas, she didn't have that luxury right now.
 
Toron just laid there on the ground not saying anything. They were right. He was weak. He'd never be able to do anything right. He needed an army in the prison. Just stay away from the guards for a while. Maybe he could admit to being an idiot. Say he's sorry and that he'll never do anything as stupid as this again. So that's what he'll do. He disintegrated all the shards, and looked at Vulcan with a pleading look. Just let me say one more thing... Please... He was helpless and just closed his eyes sighing deeply.
 
"You have the right to remain silent." Vulcan growled and shifted sitting on top of Toron's waist. He quickly turned him around on his stomach. Then he grabbed his hand, from which one of the power-restraining handcuffs was still hanging and cuffed his other wrist as well, continuing to sit on top of him. He wasn't going anywhere. "He's all yours." he said emotionless to Larassa. He assumed she would want to pay Alpha a visit, so in that time Vulcan would be watching the boy. He doubted that he would do something stupid anytime soon, especially with Vulcan on top of him, but he didn't quite trust the guards with him either... or with anything else for that matter.
 
Larassa was still waiting for Amelie's response, but went ahead and nodded at Vulcan. "Take the prisoner to Solitary Confinement. Put him in one of the cells there and leave the handcuffs on." Lowering her voice and growling at Toron, Larassa added, "I'll deal with him personally later."
 
Amelie just dropped her trays on the ground. This place was already a mess and honestly she didn't give a shit anymore. Her wolf shattered but her armor stay incase the mutt did something. She walked over and took the leash. "I'll drop the mutt off with the scientists." Since the dog was ordinary they wouldn't do anything with it. She jerk ed the leash and pulled him along. "I'll tried to be nice and let you stay and th is is how you repay me?" She muttered to the dog. ~ After I drop this stupid dog off I'm going to back to be. Maybe if I sleep the day away it will all dissapear.~ By the time her thoughts finished she was already out of the building. She headed over to the labs and someone came up and took the dog from her. "Just feed it and clean it's cage out everyday. I don't trust it on walks." The man nodded and waited for Amelie to start walking away before he,too, moved. Amelie opened up the mail on her watch and wrote 'I'm heading to my bed. You are welcome to join when you are done.' Sent.


Once Amelie got into her room she untied her hair and changed into soemthing more comfy. Shorts and a tshirt. Both were black and she was starting to think she needed more color in her wardrobe. She went into do bed, under her sheets, and looked at the empty spot next to her. It was now more than ever that Amelie missed the day and night thay they spent at her brothers. It was probably the closest they would have had to a normal life.
 
Vulcan looked up at Larassa and nodded before standing up, dragging Toron up with him. "Move it." he growled as he pushed him on towards the exit and the Solitary Confinement, which to be precise was located more underground than above. It was a bit to the side of all the other constructions. When they entered and passed through all the necessary identity checks Vulcan pushed Toron on through the long hallway, eventually opening the door of one of the cells, which had a sign above showing that it was unoccupied. He grabbed Toron by the scruff and threw him inside the purposely tiny cell, shutting the heavy iron door behind his back. "Looks like we won't be seeing you around for a looong time." he grinned and began walking down the hallway to the outside. When he got the message from Amelie, he opened it and smiled a bit, his mood already getting better. Once he was outside however, he first went to the mess hall, passing by the workers that had already started fixing the mess, and dined before going back to the dorms. He went up the stairs and stopped at Amelie's room. She probably just wanted to get some sleep. Did he really need to disturb her. He sighed and entered quietly, kneeling next to the bed, simply watching her.
 
With the prisoner and dog dealt with, Larassa began limping in the direction of the medical bay. Granted, she felt no pain, but her body was drenched in her own blood and her wrist had been damaged very badly. Her shattered wrist hung limply at her side and Larassa struggled to see out of one eye from some head wound that she'd sustained. Wiping at the eye, Larassa only succeeded in mixing in more blood. Growling in frustration, Larassa called over the radio for a crew to clean up the hallway that had been trashed in the skirmish.


After at least ten minutes elapsed, Larassa had finally arrived at the medical bay. Stumbling in, Larassa inwardly cursed before she fell to her knees, her body giving up on her. Growling, Larassa called out, "Is anybody in here?" She hated asking for help, but she knew she'd be no good if she let herself pass out from blood loss or worst. Plus, her wrist was in dire need of proper medical attention.
 
"Coming!" Alpha called out. She quickly scrubbed her hands and came out. "How can I-" When she saw how damaged Larassa was she rushed over to her. "You need to lay down." Even though any other Tim Larassa would be scary as hell to her, right now all she saw was a patient in dire need of help. Once Larassa was laying down, Alpha placed her hands on her chest and closed her eyes. "Just a warning, when the bones snap back together it can hurt. Also what blood type are you? You will need more." Her hands started glow and bones started snapping back into place, and gashes healing.


Amelie didn't even hear Vulcan come in, so when she rolled around she jumped. "I didn't even hear you come in." She rolled onto her back. "I tried going to sleep but all I can think about is how much trouble I might be in for letting then keep thay stupid dog and letting the mess hall get destroyed." Amelie had never screwed up this bad since she first joined. "Join me?" She patted the spot next to her.
 
Larassa sighed as Alpha helped her to the nearest operating table. Hearing the warning of pain, Larassa muttered, "It's impossible for me to feel pain." Upon hearing the question of blood type, Larassa said, "A negative." Flinching at the sound of her bones snapping back into place, Larassa frowned again. Sometimes it truly weirded Larassa out that she couldn't feel pain. And while it helped her continue fighting in a battle, one day it would be her downfall.
 
Toron just let himself by shoved around and once he was in that cage he fell to his knees, leaned over and sobbed. No matter how hard he had tried, he failed everytime. After a minute he stood up and lowered his hands just enough to get his leg through and the other one. Screw them if they think this will hold me. He walked to a sharp spike sticking out of the wall and began attempting to pick the lock. C'mon, c'mon!!!
 
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It seemed Larassa and Vulcan had Toron and his dog under control. Hugo was still standing there while everyone left. Huh they must of forgot about me.. Hugo reappeared when no one was looking and pulled out his schedule How much longer do I have to be a boring guard He thought looking where he was suppose to go next. Oh a spare. Putting the schedule back in his pocket he decided to see how Larassa was doing. She acted as if everything was fine and probably wouldn't like him visiting but he wanted to find out how and where she does her work. Perhaps I could find out how she tortures people when she's better He thought turning invisible again and walked into the medical bay. He soon spotted Larassa laying on a operating table with a figure standing over her. He started walking to get closer but then realized he forgot to silence the sound of his feet. It was pretty quiet but there was a chance they heard him Damn it! He thought while standing completely still.
 
(Yeah, Toron can't use his powers now)


 
Looking sharply to the side despite her injuries, Larassa snarled, "Who's there? Show yourself!" She then tried to sit up, but found that with everything trying to heal under Alpha's power, her body refused to listen to her. Damn it! Keeping her gaze towards the sound of where the footsteps had been, Larassa watched and waited for whoever was present. Though, her one eye was still coated with blood so she could only see out of one eye. Despite the bloodied eye not being injured, the dried blood prevented Larassa from opening the eyelid.
 
"Nurse get me back of A negataive!" Within a moment a nurse came running out with the blood. She removed all the dirt and blood from the arm and then sanitized it before putting the needle in and hanging the blood up. Feeling Larassa move around Alpha lot her her concentration and the healing stopped. Alpha hadn't heard anything, she had been so into the healing process. But she knew Larassa had better hearing despite the damages done to her.
 
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(Can you retype what Alpha said? It looks like gibberish to me. ^^ ;)
 
Vulcan just wanted to look at her - so relaxed and quiet. He could do it for and eternity. Although he loved the honeyed voice, with which she talked to him in private, he was sometimes bothered by her commanding nature and her yelling orders in all directions. She could be the sweetest and coldest person at the same time. Her job required it. When she turned around and was startled by the sight of him, he moved back a little, plopping on the ground. He wasn't a kitty cat but he was able to move silently enough. "Sorry to disturb you." he apologized, realizing that she might have truly wanted to get some rest. When she began accusing herself for all that had happened a few minutes ago he moved back closer to the bed, looking at her lovingly. He hadn't heard her say things like that before. "It wasn't your fault. It was bound to happen." When she invited him to join her in bed he simply took her hand and held it in his, smiling softly.
 
(Also, Larassa reacted rather violently to the footsteps so Alpha probably should take note of her reaction lol)
 
"Maybe, but not because of me." When he took her hand in his she turned to look at him with a soft smile on her lips. "I don't show it as much as I should but I really do love you Vulca and without you will lose myself again...my brother used to be the only one there for me and now that we are here and he's so far away...when you left me like thay I didn't know how to react." The past day or so Amelie had never felt more alone. She sighed. "I feel like everything I worked so hard to build is crumbling down and it's all started with thay stupid rebellion." Her through were all over the place right now.
 
"I understand that you miss your brother. But I think that this way he is safer. The lesser you visit him, the lesser the government will suspect of his existence. Your brother is a good man." he sighed. He didn't want to say that since he was a good guy he wouldn't make a good agent. Amelie seemed to somewhat love her job and he didn't want to leave her with an impression that he though all agents were evil. But he had to admit that what they were doing wasn't all that noble either. "That stupid rebellion began almost a year ago. Now the ones responsible for it are in prison for life, while we will eventually leave this place... and return home." he moved closer to her and kissed her hand, feeling the pleasant cold over his lips. He wanted to finally return home, leave all of this behind. Leave the past deal with it.
 
(BTW, it is Alpha's turn to respond in the medical bay since Larassa reacted to the footsteps and now Hugo has reacted as well)
 

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