Vyrus

[icmasticc]

The ringing of the bell over the door sounded again as a soaked man in a trenchcoat trudged into the establishment. Why should this be strange? Plenty of weirder characters had found their way to alcoholic heaven so a suspicious guy like this shouldn't have stood out so much. For whatever reason though, the man seemed a lot more paranoid than the other people. The bar patrons had all come to watch games and shout with their friends. This guy had slipped in, didn't even look at the counter and found a nice lonely booth in a corner. Even Rita had downed a couple drinks before she decided to relax and wait. Maybe there was something more to this guy after all.

Rita struggled to remember the doctor from the lab years ago. She knew that there had only been one but, her memories seemed to haze whenever she tried to match a face or a name. On the flip side, this could have been expected; it wasn't like the test subjects were just given free reign to do as they pleased before taking the next test. Rita was forced to do everything that occurred within that evil place and with all the pure shit they had pumped into the girl, it was understandable that she didn't remember who exactly was the goon pumping the crap. Not moving from her position, Rita took a quick look at the guy who had just sat down.

It seemed like a waiter had arrived at the table and was taking his order. Rita decided to watch and wait as patience would probably yield a more favorable result in their very open and public building.

[Whyntir]

Lab?

That word caught Mathieu's attention, seeing as there was only one lab in the area, and most people thought it was just a nuclear power plant. His eyes, which had at some point fallen closed, cracked open a bit, his elbows leaning on the table and body hunched as though bracing against the voices only e could hear. That thought was close. He felt a dull pain in his forehead as everything wet silent a moment, an experience he had never felt before, only to have a voice of a young man snap him out of the reprieve. He glanced up over the glasses lenses , bangs falling in his face. Did he know them? The internal voice was an exact match to this one; so they escaped and built a life for themselves?

"Actually," he worried the inner-corner of his mouth, not sure what he was doing, even still, he kept his mind focused on the young man. He was of the right age, he even seemed wary of him; though the latter wasn't such a good thing. He gave off the mental agitation that came with nervous caution, even fear. "I'm looking for someone." The bar seemed quiet to him, though the roars and cheers of intoxicated patrons bombarded the room.

'I should have thought this through. Should have thought this through!' he chanted in his mind, seriously doubting himself. He had to have been in the lab; he knew about it. Would this man recognize the doctor? If he did, how would he respond? Would Mathieu get any time to explain that he wasn't here to get them all captured and that he just wanted to help them? Even still, this person might be Taurus; though that lapse in his "hearing" was seriously peculiar.

[TheObserver159]

"Oh, alright" Akise gave him a sweet smile. "Would you like a drink while you wait? A bottle of beer maybe? Glass of vodka?"

He was trying to keep his voice light-hearted and as confident as he could, but it was difficult. He recognized this man: a doctor from the lab. He couldn't have mistaken him. What was he doing here? Was Akise going to be captured right here in the bar? Should he run and hide?

Sadly, that was always his first instinct. As soon as trouble came up, he'd want to run like a coward. Running was something Akise was good at; he was fast and could slip through crowds and buildings without a problem. Fighting, on the other hand, was different story. Even he if wanted to, unlike some of the other Vyrus's, his did not give him any advantage at all during combat. The only combat he knew was a normal fist fight and he'd only had to do that a few times in his life and all of them took place before he was injected. If anything at all, it was a disadvantage. He would be in danger, the Vyrus would activate, and the searing pain in his head would cause him to be unable to defend himself. What a joke.

[Whyntir]

Olive eyes suddenly became serious as he looked up to the escapee, "So you do recognize me." Mathieu's voice dropped to a low murmur so only the bar boy could hear him, his eyes glancing around now very interested. "You're not the one I was looking for though. I'm not here to capture you, nor am I going to alert the authorities. Based on how you think of your Vyrus, I'll take it you have Aquarius? That explains why your thoughts also went silent." He leaned back in the worn cushion of the booth, one arm crossed over his chest while supporting the other that took to pressing against the bridge of his spectacles in thought.

'I was actually looking for a Taurus . . .'

Again, he bit his lip, glancing over the timid Vyrus who looked at him in such uncertainty. Sighing, the brunette placed both hands on the table, where the other could see them in the hopes of letting him know he wasn't going to trick him and call some soldiers to their location. "I'm the same as you. When the raid was happening and you escaped, I became infected with the Libra Vyrus. That's why I know what you're thinking." He lowered is voice further, honestly unsure if the other man could hear him; especially over the clamor of the bar.

"I want us to get out of here."

[TheObserver159]

Akise wasn't a hundred percent sure if he had heard this man correctly, but he could read lips well enough to understand. He wanted to escape the city like he had escaped the lab. Should he trust this man? He was a doctor at the Lab. What if the government was secretly rebooting the project and they just wanted him back for more testing? He didn't want to go back, ever. He could run away, but if this doctor was here to capture him, back up would probably already be waiting outside and he wouldn't stand a chance. He didn't really have a choice.

The boy pulled out his memo pad and pretended to write down an order. He should at least look like he was working. He could feel his heartbeat rising as his fear built up. Was this man actually going to help him or take him back to hell? He gulped and finally answered the man.

"How?" Akise answered in an almost inaudible voice; not so much to keep their conversation private, but because that was the level of sound he could squeeze through his anxious throat.

[JackTheCrow]

Rowan glanced over the results of the personality quiz, finding nothing of particular interest. He wasn't sure what he'd been expecting, but it was still somehow disappointing. Not that he had any reason to complain; he'd found plenty of other information to think about tonight. He rose from his seat and began to pace, his mind running over and over what he'd read, stalking his small apartment liked a caged animal.

Not Vyrus, but Vyruses. Eleven others besides mine; did dad know about the rest? Did he do those experiments on people? And the lockdown hasn't been breached since the lab shut down, so they must all still be inside the city... Or else, they've all been quietly eliminated, and the only one keeping the lockdown up is me. He frowned, running his hand through his hair.

This information was definitely interesting, and a good history lesson if nothing else. But he needed something more current, he needed to know how many were still active within the city; maybe they'd be willing to work together to find a way to get out of this place. It'd be nice to know where they were too, but he presumed that if they were that easy to find then they'd have been found and 'dealt with' by now.

Almost without even thinking, he grabbed his jacket and headed for the door. He needed to move, to get some fresh air, even if that meant getting wet. He glanced down at himself. Wetter he amended. He didn't have any particular destination in mind as he paced through the rain-slicked streets, avoiding the gazes of the few other people who were out in this weather, his mind working furiously.

[xHolyLightningx]

And maybe you should know, just how it feels. TO BE LEFT OUTSIDE ALONE, WHEN IT'S COLD OUT HER- Kate clicked the song option as she downed the last of her hot chocolate, she was bored now. The rain didn't shown any signs of going away all together, so she figured she may as well face now rather than later when it could potentially be worse and night time.
She got up to leave her seat, pretty unimpressed by the fact she wasted her time in the internet cafe, although that personality quiz was pretty interesting, especially if-

"Excuse me miss! We're keep a log book of customers, would mind writing down your name?" The employee stopped her. Kate didn't remember them ever having done such a thing, but she wasn't going to complain, she walked over to the counter and took the pen the dude had offered her over the counter and signed 'Sayaka Miki' before handing back the pen with a smile and walking out. It wasn't that Kate minding having to signed a register, it was just the fact that ever since she was about 16ish she had always signed things with characters names from her favorite anime shows, it was just a quirky trait of hers.

Forty Five Minutes Later...

Kate got in to her apartment building soaking wet and unimpressed, she wanted to just curl up in a ball in her bed. She bumped into an old woman who had lived in the apartment building since Kate moved in.

"Oh, you must be a new girl! Welcome to the apartments, they aren't much but they're nice!" she said with a warm and friendly tone.

"Mrs.McGrufsky. It's me, Kate. I've lived here for almost two years now..." Kate said, slightly dumbfounded by the woman.

"Oh? What did you do to your hair! You used to be such a pretty thing." She said reaching up to just Kate's short, half dyed locks, without permission, one might add.

"It's been like this for a while now Mrs.McGrufsky." Kate replied, her patience growing thinner by the minute.

"You'll never find a boyfriend if-"

"Yeah well, I'll see you later Mrs.McGrufsky." Kate cut her off quickly while grabbing a handful of mail and practically dashing up the stairs, she shuffled through assorted envelopes of mail. 'M.Light' one read, the mail had obviously been mixed up, Kate looked over and if she was right, that was where Ms.Light lived, she may as well see if she is in to deliver it now, right? She walked over to the door and knocked before shouting.

"Hey! I've got some of you mail, it got mixed in with mine." before waiting for a reply.

[Whyntir]

((Don't know if this will survive, but after my absence, no harm in carrying on.))

Mathieu lifted his shoulders, looking away. Always being known as an open book, he was too expressive for his own good, making this operation all the more risky. He hated risky. "I, honestly, don't quite know . . . yet. I would have to take into account the others and also how many there really are. There were a few like you, but if all the originals were released, that'll make a few duplicates. That can make things easier in the long run, but for now it only causes more of an issue."

His eyes scanned the other occupants of the building, though he couldn't see any who were paying them mind. Clearing his throat into his fist, he glanced up sheepishly. "I . . . uh . . . don't drink. It would be too obvious if I didn't buy anything, however. Write down whatever you like, I'll pay for it."

The thought of the laptop crossed his mind for a minute. Would a working boy be able to steal some time to actually take that quiz he set up? Was there another Vyrus here? Pulling another napkin from the dispenser, he wrote down what seemed to be the most random of letters. "Take this. Whatever matches the corresponding letter in the alphabet will spell out my cellphone number. I have a secure line entirely separate from the city's monitored satellites. If you find others, please tell them about this operation."