gamer5910 said
Flippy lifted his head up from his desk and looked around. Surveying the room something definitely seemed out of place "Are we missing someone?" he asked out loud waiting for someone to reply.

"We are actually missing a couple of people." Roxy commented. "I think the white hair girl went after Vlad and the other boy." She knew the girl would regret that choice. Making Vlad angry was never a good idea. Not that she cared. Still she wished she had better control over her abilities. She would pop into the lab and get into Vlad face but since there was no telling where she would pop up it was better to stay out of it.

KindledBeast said
"You know I don't like the mistreatment of women. Vlad if you don't mistreat women you know that I'll be the same as always." Alastair said before Cassandra busted through the door. Alastair tryed to get out of the chair but couldn't move.

"There not woman Alastair." Vlad scolded him. "You need to get over this protective thing you have for them. Remember these girls are criminals. Some of them are murders. They certainly don't need you to protect them. And I haven't mistreated any of them yet." Although that wasn't completely true. He always stopped just stopped just shy of breaking the law. He knew exactly what he could get away with.

"Their lives are on your hands" Cassandra hissed out, refusing to think about the guard, even as she struggled against the Tranquiler, "monster" she let herself sink down to the ground, before she fell, the lunar energy leaving her, "we will rise above you" just as soon as she could figure out how. She let her eyes close, still fighting a losing battle against the tranq

Glancing between the boy and girl who had spoken, Lucy played the mental image through her head. She imagined that it wasn't much of a fight, since Vlad had guards, and most likely carried some extra protection. She shivered slightly, remembering the labs. If what she and the others suspected was true, then that girl was in deep trouble. The labs weren't the best place to be, especially with Vlad angry at you. Lucy knew that from experience.

Lucy looked up again, this time at the girls collar. She wondered if that girl had been sent to the labs as well for trying to break out. The boy, Alastair if she remembered correctly, seemed used to it, but the white haired girl apparently didn't know how dangerous Vlad was. Lucy knew he wouldn't kill her, but when she came back she wouldn't be in any better condition than before.

KatherinWinter said
"We are actually missing a couple of people." Roxy commented. "I think the white hair girl went after Vlad and the other boy." She knew the girl would regret that choice. Making Vlad angry was never a good idea. Not that she cared. Still she wished she had better control over her abilities. She would pop into the lab and get into Vlad face but since there was no telling where she would pop up it was better to stay out of it.

"Well that's one question down, but now I have one more where's the teacher or whatever?" Flippy responded. He was kinda wondering if he should just go back to his room or see if that moon girl is alright.

Caits said
"Their lives are on your hands" Cassandra hissed out, refusing to think about the guard, even as she struggled against the Tranquiler, "monster" she let herself sink down to the ground, before she fell, the lunar energy leaving her, "we will rise above you" just as soon as she could figure out how. She let her eyes close, still fighting a losing battle against the tranq

"Take her to the next lab and fasten her to one of the tables. She is going to be next but first. I need to teach Alastair here his place." Vlad told the guards. Two guards lifted Cassandra and carried her out of the room. They would take her to the next room and lay her on the table. They fastened her hands and feet to the table tight enough that she wouldn't be able to move.

Cassandra weakly tried to fight them, but decided it just made her look foolish, so she went limp to try and make it harder for them to carry her as she frantically tried to think what to do. But her kind was sluggish, and clouded, and she slipped in and out of consciousness.

Of all the habits she had, smoking was non-negotiable. Spark had been smoking since she was 15 and she wasn't about to quit for someone else's sake. She had stepped out into the hall, just outside her quarters, and decided to have a smoke before the mandatory class session. Two guards had shown up to escort her to class. It wasn't the first time and the "Good Doctor" didn't seem to mind since she was by far the most cooperative. It wasn't like she had somewhere better to go and she would have been dead otherwise.

She lit her cigarette using her middle finger pointed at the approaching guards as electricity arced from her finger and lit up her smoke. One of the guards was a man she knew well. His name was Jensen, at least that's what his name tag said. Spark knew that he liked her, she had seen the way he looked at her and recognized it immediately. If Jensen could have his way she would have been lying on her back screaming while he got his rocks off every night. He was a simple minded kind of guy, easy for her to get what she wanted out of him, which in this case was cigarettes.

She walked along with them, no need to cause a fuss. The bleak fluorescent lights and utilitarian architecture made every hallway look the same. Finally they reached the classroom. When she came to the doorway she could see the other 'experiments' sitting around and talking among themselves. Most of them looked like pushovers but there were a few she had her eye on. She handed Jensen the almost finished cigarette. The classroom itself looked nothing out of the ordinary as she walked past the other 'experiments'. She sat at the back leaning into her chair and idly sparking shocks between her fingers.

A guard entered the classroom is shirt said Maxwell. He walked straight to the front of the classsroom. "Vlad will be busy today so I will be taking over class today. Since you are training to become soldiers we will start by learning some the battle tactics. The first thing the want you to know is negotiations, you probably won't use these technic much. By the time they call you guys they should have already tried these but they mist come in handy."

Upon hearing the guard come in and begin saying he was going to teach for the day, Atisuto took out his earbuds and put the music back into a drawing. He sat at his desk and waited to see what kind of 'battle tactics' they would learn, as the guard said. He noticed a few were being dealt with by Vlad, and he made a mental check. He always was good at staying out of trouble by keeping out of the eye of authority when he did bad things, and this was no different. He made a mental check of the punishment for getting caught, one thing he always did when he found out, to either prepare or just avoid it.

KatherinWinter said
"We are actually missing a couple of people." Roxy commented. "I think the white hair girl went after Vlad and the other boy." She knew the girl would regret that choice. Making Vlad angry was never a good idea. Not that she cared. Still she wished she had better control over her abilities. She would pop into the lab and get into Vlad face but since there was no telling where she would pop up it was better to stay out of it."There not woman Alastair." Vlad scolded him. "You need to get over this protective thing you have for them. Remember these girls are criminals. Some of them are murders. They certainly don't need you to protect them. And I haven't mistreated any of them yet." Although that wasn't completely true. He always stopped just stopped just shy of breaking the law. He knew exactly what he could get away with.

"Fine vlad then what do you intended on doing to me?" Alastair asked looking around the lab then looking back at vlad locking gazes with him, he hated being strapped into the metal chair it had to many memories in it to be honest none were good.

KindledBeast said
"Fine vlad then what do you intended on doing to me?" Alastair asked looking around the lab then looking back at vlad locking gazes with him, he hated being strapped into the metal chair it had to many memories in it to be honest none were good.

"Just inflicted enough pain that you will think twice before going against me." Vlad told him. "You can pick your punishment. Belt or knife?"

KindledBeast said
"Fine vlad then what do you intended on doing to me?" Alastair asked looking around the lab then looking back at vlad locking gazes with him, he hated being strapped into the metal chair it had to many memories in it to be honest none were good.

"Just inflicted enough pain that you will think twice before going against me." Vlad told him. "You can pick your punishment. Belt or knife?" he asked holding up a steak knife and a leather belt. "I want you to be able to participate in the rest of the days activities."

KatherinWinter said
"Just inflicted enough pain that you will think twice before going against me." Vlad told him. "You can pick your punishment. Belt or knife?" he asked holding up a steak knife and a leather belt. "I want you to be able to participate in the rest of the days activities."

Alastair looked vlad up and down before answering. "Knife." He said looking at the steak knife, the belt reminded him of his childhood too much and that was the last thing he wanted to think of at the moment.

Vlad nodded. "Then that is what it will be. I will cut your arms and legs. The cuts will not be too deep. We don't want you to bleed to death. Once I am done I will have the guards take you to the dinning room for lunch and go and deal with the girl." Vlad starts making shallow cuts at Alastair's shoulder.

KatherinWinter said
Vlad nodded. "Then that is what it will be. I will cut your arms and legs. The cuts will not be too deep. We don't want you to bleed to death. Once I am done I will have the guards take you to the dinning room for lunch and go and deal with the girl." Vlad starts making shallow cuts at Alastair's shoulder.

"Vlad I thought you knew better then to cut both my arms my demonic arm heals almost instantly give it two minutes and it will be fine." Alastair replied. Feeling the laceration on his shoulder close up, he still felt the pain if being cut and that never felt good.

Joanna shifted her dark green eyes back and forth, turning her head slightly in attempt to familiarize herself with her surroundings. Two uniformed guards led her down the halls, their heavy boots made their arrival able to be heard. A single notebook and pen in hand, she wondered what this first class would entail. However, striking a conversation with either of the guards was intimidating.

It had been a relatively long time since Jo had been in a formal school setting. The blonde teenager took the time it took traveling from her room to the classroom to steel her nerves. Conditions were rough and the air was tense. As she approached the room, she saw a girl being carried by two other guards. This made her realize just how heavy patrol was. She wondered what the girl did, and what was going to happen.

"Hurry up," She was given a push into the room. "You're running late." And just like that, the girl and guards vanished down the hall.

"Watch it!" It was mostly an impulsive response, and she stepped into the room. Her eyes searched the room, examining the other students and the guard in front of the room. She lifted a hand in a half wave before making her way to a vacant seat. Battle tactics and negotiations is what the man - Maxwell - had declared would be the focus.

KindledBeast said
"Vlad I thought you knew better then to cut both my arms my demonic arm heals almost instantly give it two minutes and it will be fine." Alastair replied. Feeling the laceration on his shoulder close up, he still felt the pain if being cut and that never felt good.

"I know that your demonic arm will heal quickly. But you will still feel the pain. If only for a short period of time. The one arm healing might make the other cuts hurt more." Vlad said as he continued making shallow cuts down his arm. When he reached his fingers on one hand he moved over to the other side. He would cover both Alastair's arm and legs with shallow cuts about an inch apart. Then he left the room.

ItsAnan said
Joanna shifted her dark green eyes back and forth, turning her head slightly in attempt to familiarize herself with her surroundings. Two uniformed guards led her down the halls, their heavy boots made their arrival able to be heard. A single notebook and pen in hand, she wondered what this first class would entail. However, striking a conversation with either of the guards was intimidating. It had been a relatively long time since Jo had been in a formal school setting. The blonde teenager took the time it took traveling from her room to the classroom to steel her nerves. Conditions were rough and the air was tense. As she approached the room, she saw a girl being carried by two other guards. This made her realize just how heavy patrol was. She wondered what the girl did, and what was going to happen. "Hurry up," She was given a push into the room. "You're running late." And just like that, the girl and guards vanished down the hall. "Watch it!" It was mostly an impulsive response, and she stepped into the room. Her eyes searched the room, examining the other students and the guard in front of the room. She lifted a hand in a half wave before making her way to a vacant seat. Battle tactics and negotiations is what the man - Maxwell - had declared would be the focus.

"Who among you know how to negotiate? Who among you has every negotiated?" Maxwell asked the teens. "Like I said this skill wont be used often. Because you are considered special ops it is likely most of the time they would have tried this technique already but sometimes a different person trying to same technique can make a difference. I would encourage you to think about using this skill with Vlad. If you do it right you can get something for doing what he wants."

"We've all negotiated," Jo called out quickly. "We negotiated in order to be a part of this study. It's compromising. We agreed to undergo this experimentation and training... In turn, we get our lives back. A purpose. Better lives, maybe. It's really a gamble."

Though, negotiating with Vlad? That seemed far fetched... He had struck her as the type of man not keen on negotiations. He wanted things his way. He considered himself God. And how do you negotiate with a God or a man who deemed himself such? He just didn't seem rational or even in his right mind.

KatherinWinter said
"Who among you know how to negotiate? Who among you has every negotiated?" Maxwell asked the teens. "Like I said this skill wont be used often. Because you are considered special ops it is likely most of the time they would have tried this technique already but sometimes a different person trying to same technique can make a difference. I would encourage you to think about using this skill with Vlad. If you do it right you can get something for doing what he wants."

"Tch..." The question seemed stupid to Spark. "Why would we bother negotiating with our enemies when we can just kill them and do whatever we want?" She hadn't spoken to anyone in particular but she was loud enough that the others would hear. "Besides negotiations are easy. You give me what I want and I don't kill you. See? Easy..."

Midori said
"Tch..." The question seemed stupid to Spark. "Why would we bother negotiating with our enemies when we can just kill them and do whatever we want?" She hadn't spoken to anyone in particular but she was loud enough that the others would hear. "Besides negotiations are easy. You give me what I want and I don't kill you. See? Easy..."

"You can't always kill the person you are dealing with Sparks." Maxwell scolded sternly. He didn't like the way she was treating this as it was unimportant. It was his job to teach them. He would not be held responsible for them not learning the assign lessons. Sparks had the most to lose even if she didn't know it yet. She was the only one how had really chosen to be here. "If you keep that attitude you will lose your cigarettes and other privileges."