Love of Cyanide
Hot Blooded Writer
Name: Jacque Jeanne
Location: Personal Room >> Garden Centre
Physical Condition: Well rested, slightly drowsy
Mental Condition: Jovial, fine
Mentions: Anaxileah
As consciousness returned to Subject 010, he immediately felt the foreign sense-- that is, even after how long he's been here he still isn't used to it, though he can use it perfectly well. Jacque's light red eyes flickered open, almost a golden yellow in the fluorescent lights that dotted the ceiling of his room. A rather plain thing, white walls, white ceiling, white floor, white bed- the only thing that stood out were the small sewed ornaments that dotted the room. Even if his room was majorly white, it gave it a sort of minimalistic look, no?Location: Personal Room >> Garden Centre
Physical Condition: Well rested, slightly drowsy
Mental Condition: Jovial, fine
Mentions: Anaxileah
Looking down he found he'd already sat up, deciding to finish the job Jacque pushed himself up onto his feet, heading to the second door of the room, a sliding door which when opened by the cherry haired man, revealed a small dressing room of green button-up coats of some type, pants of the same variety, and undergarments. Though he's usually attracted to the more florid clothing, this fit him just swell, so he wasn't very disappointed when first introduced to it. Though, he did wish there was more variety. Almost immediately after he was dressed, there was a knock then a beep as the other door opened letting a voice in, not exactly monotone but not with much energy.
"Subject 010, please follow me to the Garden Centre." Said the man, dressed in a bland uniform that didn't match him in the slightest, and without giving explanation turned and waited. Jacque nodded to his back and stepped out into the rather narrow hallway, in which the personnel member closed the door to his room and began walking, curt in his mannerisms. The subject's eyes, now more similar to the color red most people associate it with, led across the metal walls of the facility, riveted into place and reinforced for the more... rowdy.
Glancing back at the man who was leading him, he found their eyes were on him for a moment before looking forward. With a smile, Jacque spoke.
"It's a wonderful morning isn't it?" Without the need for a name, he attempted to spark a conversation, both for curiosity's sake and just how he was.
"Same as always, 010" The man grunted, only because he was required to be at the very least receptive of the subject. Especially when he and the others- others? -were new to The Garden.
"Perhaps, but I felt just great today," Jacque chuckled, and it was true, physically he was fine, at least from what he could see, and mentally of course-- it's the same as always.
"How's the weather out in the Garden Centre?"
"You can see for yourself once we get there."
"I can, indeed. How has work been today?"
"I have no need to tell you that 010." The man spoke, a little more firm in tone.
'Certainly won't have much conversation for this walk, I suppose.' Jacque thought as he nodded and kept silent. Finally arriving at the large door the man spoke once more, "Code access 010, initiate. Subject Entering."
With a hiss, the door slid open revealing the Garden Centre, a lush area, full of greenery and tall healthy trees. Flowers of all colors dotting the emerald grass like jewels sitting on a bed of green velvet. Though, he's seen scene before, it still was awe inspiring how they cultivated such a place. Looking up he saw the sun above, shining a warm light down on the plants. Turning around to the guard who was standing behind the door, taking in the view himself, the door began to close.
"Indeed, it is a beautiful morning." Grinning as he said so, Jacque turned and made his way into the garden, finding the grouping, two figures cloaked in white, one man and another a woman and teenagers, who appeared to be a few years younger than him. His eyes roaming the garden, he found Ailyssa entering and with a smile headed towards her a hand up in greeting, before as he reached her, tapping her on the shoulder. The day was off to a fantastic start.
As always.
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