Misha grunts. "Motherfuckers... hurts......" She let out a shrill cry and covered her eyes with her scarred upper arm. Despite this "minor inconvenience," she pulled herself into a sitting position and grasped weakly at the buckle. However, instead of strapping it around her, she clung to the fabric and moaned pitifully.

Dione peered at Destin. She was wary, but he was small and had wide, inviting eyes. She softened her stance. "Nothing serious, I don't think. Thank you," she said with a slight smile. "I was just.. expecting to deal with a different crisis." She let out an uneasy laugh, eyes flitting back to Jayden and Elauna.

Brianna only stared at the hand before looking back at The Boss. "Boss... This is Subject 10. We only address our subjects by number."

The Boss waved his hand dismissively. "This subject is different and thus deserves to be called by name." He glares sharply at Brianna. "I expect the utmost care with him. Do you understand what I'm saying? He's not like any other subject and I expect you not to dispose of his thus."

Brianna grits her teeth and nods, walking past Ambrose to the lab area of the room.

Jayden snarls and lunges for Elauna, knocking her to the ground. "Stop! Yes he is. You don't get a say in this." He stands over her bares his teeth. "You know this is better for him."

Dione reacts in a split second, shoving Destin aside with a thought of vague apology. She shifts into her panther form midair as she dives in front of Sacha - the arrow piercing fur and flesh in her flank. She let out a rumbling cry as it bit her, but managed to steady herself in front of Sacha. She blinked against the pain of the arrow. That's a nasty one, she thought, feeling blood begin to drip from the wound.

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Elauna winces as she's knocked to the ground. "I do get a say no matter your opinion." She spits at his face. "You're wanting me to be the replacement healer, so I'm the person with the most say here!" She snaps, struggling to get away from him. She narrows her eyes. "Get the fuck off of me right now Jayden, or you will regret this."

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"But I'm not the one with the regretful past, now am I?" He snarls, pushing her back down. He was more than irritated, and it had been awhile since he'd gotten like this. "Who cares if I regret this now, it needs to be done!"

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"Subject 10. Hey! 10 is my lucky number!" Ambrose then follows Brianna like a puppy dog. "It's not nice to ignore people, you know. Some would think you have a problem with me." He gasps. "Do you hate bats? Because I'm a bat, and if you're afraid of bats, we might have a problem..." He then glances at the Boss. "Hey mister boss man, you aren't going to leave me here with her, are you? I don't think she likes me very much."

Dione clenched her jaw. "I'm good, I'm good," she purred, gently settling down on the ground, though she was still wary of the girl who had shot her a moment before. She glanced back at Destin. "You're in a mess, aren't you?" She let out a sigh. "I hope you're on our side."

Misha slapped the window. "Brianna?" She shook her head. "I don't know.. no clue." She took a deep breath in, closing her eyes as she drew dry air into her lungs. Sand, sand, and more sand. Lovely. "I'm feelin' so off," she moaned, burying her head in her elbow.

Liwei was growing anxious. "He's not here yet," he mouthed to Mona. "We might have to leave without him."

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Brianna glares at Ambrose, feeling distraught at the fact that she was supposed to treat this subject as, well, an actual person. At least he wouldn't have to undergo shock therapy. "Boss, if this subject is not to undergo normal procedure, what can be learnt from him?"

The Boss shrugs and collects his microscope, preparing to leave the office. "Examine the blood. Examine the way he shifts. Examine everything. This boy is special, I just know it. Oh, and Ambrose...?" His expression towards the boy is suddenly unkind. "There's no real way out of this facility without the right know-how. I'd get to enjoy the area if I were you." With that, he hobbles out of the door with microscope and walking stick in hand.

Jayden eyes the arrow, but doesn't give it any more attention. "You're going to pay them back. By becoming the healer, and letting Destin go to them. After all, it's only fair? After what happened?" He lowers his voice to where only she could hear and glares down at her.

"Oh no, after this I won't punish you anymore. This will be it. I think that's fair, personally." He snorts, moving to pin her arm down. "You don't get to act like what happened was justified."

Dione sighed and relaxed, allowing him to work without bothering him by tensity. She still held a thread out doubt, though, and she knew if she pulled on that thread it would keep drawing and drawing out until she had unraveled completely. Where's Ambrose? What's happening here? Are we in trouble? She shook her head against the thoughts pummeling her. "You know how to do this pretty well," she commented, looking back at Destin. "In.. super tight positions." She glanced over at Elauna.

Misha looked up and narrowed her eyes. "If you take me to a hospital..." She thought for a second, shaking her head. She shot her leg at the woman, foot smacking the back of the seat. "I'll kill you," she howled weakly, voice coming out as a week keen. "I'm sick of this shit." She flopped down on the seat, fidgeting constantly.