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"ERRRRGH!! ERRRRRGH!! ERRRRGH!!" Blarred the sirens. It was time for every one to wake up, whether they wanted to or not.
Kyo's eyes snapped open wide, perfectly circular disks of blue glowing fiercely. He had an intense look on his face, like he was about to go into a blind rage. After only a moment, his eyes closed again, his face relaxing. He slowly opened his eyes again, actually awake this time. The glow had dimmed significantly, though it was still there. It was always there. He stretched in his bed, feeling like he hadn't gotten enough sleep. Looking at the glowing screen, he realized he hadn't. "...thank the gods for coffee..." he muttered to himself. He walked over to the wall that housed his mini fridge, one burner stove, one cup coffee maker, and small sink. He wondered if the other Children had such welcoming accommodations, though they probably didn't. These were given to him due to his need for large quantities of food, and even then, it wasn't until he had almost passed out a couple of times.
Kyo got some coffee started, then stripped out of his pajamas. He climbed into the shower and turned the water on. Once he had gotten the temperature the way he liked it, he began bathing, singing about some sea captain named Albert something or other. He finished, toweled off, and opened his closet. There were only two pairs of black jeans, about five black shirts, and assorted undergarments. He pulled his clothes on, choosing to wear his favorite shirt today, since something important seemed to be happening. It was a simple black tee, but with a very angular, very stylized skull. It only had four long teeth with no lower jaw. He pulled on his long, black gloves. Once upon a time they had had fingers, but he tore through them the first time he had tried to jam his massive claws into them. Once they were on, he slapped some spiked leather cuffs over them to compliment his long spiked boots.
Kyo finished dressing himself by putting a spiked collar over the shock collar all of the Children had to wear. Finally he could enjoy his coffee. No sooner had he poured in the creamer and begun stirring it than the door to his cell slid open. "Number Eleven, you're required to meet your fellow Children in the auditorium." Stated the guard at the door, coldly. Kyo sighed, gazing tiredly into the swirling storm of coffee and creamer in his favorite (and only) mug. "Yeah, just a sec..." he muttered. He placed the steaming mug into his mini fridge, settling on having iced coffee when he got back. Whenever that would be.
Kyo made his way to the auditorium glumly, his back hunched slightly as the guard followed behind. The guard was keeping close, though not so close that Kyo could reach him with his claws. Not that he would anyway. It annoyed him that he was treated with such caution, despite being classified as "SAFE". As he walked, he absent mindedly placed a hand on the wall, his claws making thin marks in the cold steel as he dragged them along. The guard told him to stop, so he did.
Finally they had reached the auditorium. Kyo turned to bid the guard farewell, only to find he had already closed the door. He stared grumpily at where he imagined the guard to be before walking over to his Siblings. "Sup?" he asked one of them, not expecting anything more than a nod. He found a seat that was more or less by itself and sat, leaning back slightly. He began whistling softly while he waited for... whatever this was to begin. At one point he felt a tap on his shoulder, and then again on the other, but when he turned to look each time, there was nothing. "Good morning, Aant." He said, looking straight ahead. Either she was incorporeal, or he was talking to himself.
Kyo's eyes snapped open wide, perfectly circular disks of blue glowing fiercely. He had an intense look on his face, like he was about to go into a blind rage. After only a moment, his eyes closed again, his face relaxing. He slowly opened his eyes again, actually awake this time. The glow had dimmed significantly, though it was still there. It was always there. He stretched in his bed, feeling like he hadn't gotten enough sleep. Looking at the glowing screen, he realized he hadn't. "...thank the gods for coffee..." he muttered to himself. He walked over to the wall that housed his mini fridge, one burner stove, one cup coffee maker, and small sink. He wondered if the other Children had such welcoming accommodations, though they probably didn't. These were given to him due to his need for large quantities of food, and even then, it wasn't until he had almost passed out a couple of times.
Kyo got some coffee started, then stripped out of his pajamas. He climbed into the shower and turned the water on. Once he had gotten the temperature the way he liked it, he began bathing, singing about some sea captain named Albert something or other. He finished, toweled off, and opened his closet. There were only two pairs of black jeans, about five black shirts, and assorted undergarments. He pulled his clothes on, choosing to wear his favorite shirt today, since something important seemed to be happening. It was a simple black tee, but with a very angular, very stylized skull. It only had four long teeth with no lower jaw. He pulled on his long, black gloves. Once upon a time they had had fingers, but he tore through them the first time he had tried to jam his massive claws into them. Once they were on, he slapped some spiked leather cuffs over them to compliment his long spiked boots.
Kyo finished dressing himself by putting a spiked collar over the shock collar all of the Children had to wear. Finally he could enjoy his coffee. No sooner had he poured in the creamer and begun stirring it than the door to his cell slid open. "Number Eleven, you're required to meet your fellow Children in the auditorium." Stated the guard at the door, coldly. Kyo sighed, gazing tiredly into the swirling storm of coffee and creamer in his favorite (and only) mug. "Yeah, just a sec..." he muttered. He placed the steaming mug into his mini fridge, settling on having iced coffee when he got back. Whenever that would be.
Kyo made his way to the auditorium glumly, his back hunched slightly as the guard followed behind. The guard was keeping close, though not so close that Kyo could reach him with his claws. Not that he would anyway. It annoyed him that he was treated with such caution, despite being classified as "SAFE". As he walked, he absent mindedly placed a hand on the wall, his claws making thin marks in the cold steel as he dragged them along. The guard told him to stop, so he did.
Finally they had reached the auditorium. Kyo turned to bid the guard farewell, only to find he had already closed the door. He stared grumpily at where he imagined the guard to be before walking over to his Siblings. "Sup?" he asked one of them, not expecting anything more than a nod. He found a seat that was more or less by itself and sat, leaning back slightly. He began whistling softly while he waited for... whatever this was to begin. At one point he felt a tap on his shoulder, and then again on the other, but when he turned to look each time, there was nothing. "Good morning, Aant." He said, looking straight ahead. Either she was incorporeal, or he was talking to himself.
