[b][color=#FE9A2E]Christopher Freidrich[/color][/b]

Sitting against the wall, he was minding his own business 'till he felt his brains being penetrated and shot through. Barely managing his composure, as training his adaptation took alot of mental fortitude. He looked around to find the man who's eyes were resting on Chris.[color=#FE9A2E]"Buddy, before penetrating me, dinner and movie first."[/color] he said to the man who was looking at Chris, darting his walking stick next to Kane's neck, [color=#FE9A2E]"You really shouldn't try that again."[/color]

Snapping back to his surroundings, more and more of the most notorious in the asylum are seemingly gathering, a bead of sweat dropping down his forehead. A crazy concoction that was bound to explode anytime, and fast. Suddenly noticing another pair of eyes on him, looking rather [i]intensely[/i] at Chris. [color=#FE9A2E]"Don't stare too long, I get shy."[/color] he said to her with a soft smile.