Facility 666

[t⊗theark]

"Eliseai, you awake" Sunny's whisper cut through the dark.
"Hey, wake up. they might be trying to get into the room. You've got to get up" He continued to croak. He had a huge headache by this point and paranoia was taking hold. He shook her gently. She continued to sleep. He hadn't noticed the distressed look on her face til now. He shook her more firmly now
"Are you alright? Eliseai! Ugh"

"Corpsey, you up?" he went to shake 62 but found he was already awake,
"Keep the big guy against the door, they might be trying to get in."

He looked back on Eliseai , 'what's wrong with you?' he thought to himself. She began to fit. He had woken Ghost at this point.
"Nonononononono, don't do that, not now!" Sunny then heard a goo peel itself off her, it came together next to her and began to writhe. Sunny pointed his open hand at it and took aim, his blue glow turning red.

[mantisstalker]

62 merely turned his eyeless face towards Sunny when he attempted to wake him, but left his children where they where allowing them to sleep. They didn't need to but he enjoyed to see them peaceful and their dreams where the closest things he got to sleep. When Sunny mentioned the door 62 swept into the Brutes conspicuousness and indeed felt vibrations coming from the other side of the steel, but decided that it could be anything, so instead of waking the sleeping hulk of mussel he just brought its mind into a "shallower" form of sleep.

With that done 62 turned his attention back to Sunny who was now close to yelling. With a twang of annoyance he awoke the stalker and from his high view of the room saw Eliseai spasming on the floor and the goo fall off of her. 62 didn't move knowing the only thing he could do for her, he intended to give Sunny and that it would only serve to stop the spasms not actually wake her up. When Sunny started to irradiate the goo 62 quickly darted the hand which wasn't cupped around the lump and grabbed Sunny's arm pulling it back, letting out a low growl both as a warning and a reaction to the pain as the skin on his palm blistered, causing all of the Cerebrates to awake and jump to their feet looking for the cause of 62's pain but he quickly calmed them and stemmed the pain they revived.

Sure Sunny wasn't going to try and do it again 62 let go of him and returned to staring into the blackness that was the skin over his eyes, trying for all he was worth to stop thinking about how much energy he could have absorbed from Sunny. The hunger had returned and now it wasn't only him he had to feed.

[t⊗theark]

"Oh my god, are you all right!? I didn't mean to, uh I, but - I'm sorry." Sunny, but this point, was sweating profusely. He was fidgety and weak, struck dumb with confusion between fear of the substance that continued to writhe next to his friend and concern for 62's radiation burns. His body wasn't handling the withdrawal, suppressing his radiation output and the stress as the same time. He felt he was greeting weaker.

"Why did you stop me?" he whispered "What is that stuff? I'm so sorry." He then threw up, he was on his hands and knees now. He wasn't concentrating on his hearing at all at this point, completely blind.

At the worst time, where none of them were in any shape to fight, the brute jumped as the door was breached and pushed against it more. Half an army was prepared to storm the room at their most vulnerable.

[mantisstalker]

62 used the stalker and glanced at the door worried the Brute would be over run, but he didn't let his concern force him to flee. Crouching down in front of Sunny he held out his palm and revealed a large mite the size of a scarab beetle, its see through abdomen full of clear liquid. "For the pain." one of the twins muttered before he and his sibling jumped and clung to 62 who stood facing the door.

It wouldn't do them much if they fought though he wasn't willing to leave his children. With a quick command the Brute stuck his hand around the tearing frame of the door and pulled a flailing guard inside. 62 jumped on the guard before sucking his life essence out of his body after which he stood, his body now ripe with mussels and hoisted the guards rifle and tossed it to the group in general. With a snarl 62 faced the door as his skin started to ripple and crawl, ready to spawn more of his children at the slightest notice.

[Edzilla]

Ghost had spent 8 hours staring at the floor. The noise presented a chance for action and he grabbed it by the horns. He got to his feet, stretching his neck from side to side. He turned to the iron door, flicking an eye to X-ray. 8 of them, looking bulkier than before. Seemed that the elites were in, that was fine, they die all the same. Readying himself, the door came off, Ghost ran sprinted forward, eyes fixated in the furthest guard. Bullets came and went, ricocheting off the walls. In a flash he had his hand in the leader figures chest. His intangibility faded, but he'd found his target. In a spray of blood he tore his hand out, the guards beating heart pulsating in his palm. The squad looked on in horror, trying to comprehend what had just happened. The corpse had slumped to the ground, all humanity had long left his eyes. Ghost's blood stained mask face seemed barbaric but in his eyes was the same " husk of a man" look. He dropped the organ, moving his gaze to another guard, throwing a bloody punch to his face.

[Esiphas]

With the sounds of Combat Mateus began to stir, conscience returning to him. "Whe... Where are we...?" He said, before jolting upwards his own voice causing momentary panic as he remembered what he was like, whomhe had been before, before falling to the floor in pain as he felt the bullet in his shoulder. Looking around, he too in the general surroundings as he blinked away the memory's. Then, looking at Sunny cradling the spas in Ellesai, he Moved over. "I know what I'm doing. Sunny, move away... Just for a moment." Heart racing as he Ellen in the rediscover of his voice, Mateus placed his palms upon Ellesai's temples, and dove headlong into her mind.

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Ellesai felt the touch of Mateus mind immediately, and fa stronger than before. "Ellesai. Ellesai! It's Mateus... Calm your mind. Think. Think to so,etching that calms you. Remember the day we first met. The day we really first met..." Ellesai's mind flashed back unheeded, as she recalled even further back down her life. Led forcibly by he hand, a Guard dragged Ellesai into a dull, but safe looking room, with comfortable seats and objects all around. A man, who would look familiar if not for the lack of a tail, nor the bagg eyes, looked around at her. "Another one? Why do you even other, Riggs? They all turn out the same way, and yet you drag them to me anyway. Do you delight in giving me false hope? Do you love the idea that I might be wrong? Hat a human mind cannot ever recover from over the edge? Get out. And leave her here."

the man Knelt down in front of Ellesai. "hi there. What do I call you, young Lady?" The young Ellesai gave her number, but the Man frowned. "That's the name you were forced to take. Do you not know your real name?" Sighing, He lifted he up Onto a Sofa, and as opposite her. "I'm Doctor Mathew.E.Icarus. But please, just call me Matt or something. Call me whatever you like actually. Tell me young lady? What do you do to feel happy? What activities do you do? What fun do you have? Any?" Then he smiled, and leaned forwards. "No need to worry. I promise, I won't hurt you. I'm here to help, I swear."

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Ooc- sorr about the delay. I'll leave you to Answer in flashback form, Namine.

[Yuno]

Young Eliseai wasn't looking at Matteus, even when he lifted her up she went to great effort not to make eye contact, which involved first staring at the ceiling and then his lap. It didn't take long for him to deduce why she was so silent-- the bruises on her arms were very clearly visible especially against the crisp white of the subject gown. Her face too had several distinct bruises from what must have been a brutal whipping. As the uncomfortable silence grew between them she finally must have gotten bored of his lap because she looked upwards at him, and he could see the rich rainbow colored eyes studying him.

Eventually after several very long moments of her studying him her hands rose as she began to sign *I have a secret. I haven't ever told anyone.* she smiled mysteriously and leaned forward conspiratorially "I can speak more than just numbers. " She sat back from him in a half kneel that really ended up as more than a squat. "I don't know my name. The doctors say I've always been called 1337. But sometimes I like to combine words that don't go together. Sometimes, in my stories that are far away from here..." She hopped off of the Sofa to stand with extreme grace. "Sometimes I like to tell myself stories about a girl like me." she turned slightly her hair shimmering through a myriad of colors, "She isn't a toy of doctors. She is a warrior princess. Only she has a name. She is called Eliseai." she paused dramatically and clapped her hands as her form settled back into a normal state of rainbow weirdness. "Elise means Oath right... she smiled brightly, almost darkly... but Ai....Ai means love or nothing or indigo...I like how Elise sounds...very pretty...very sophisticated...I like how they sound together..." she squatted suddenly picking at her cuticles and chewing her thumb, "But I'm not Eliseai...she's just a story I made up."

She turned back to Mateus climbing onto the couch and perching there looking him over. "I tell stories...stories of daring and cleverness...and sometimes to feel happy, I kill people for them." she giggled at this which slowly turned to a deluge of tears, "I killed people for them... and now I can't tell happy stories about Eliseai...and they want me to kill more...but I won't...I killed Master...he was a...a...a jerkface." she lunged up onto the arm of the couch her form shifting slightly so that she was more balanced there. She looked at Mateus darkly, "They want me to kill you too I bet. Well you can tell them I won't. I only killed master because he was trying to kill me." She began to bawl again at this which caused her to tumble off the couch onto the floor where she didn't bother to get up from crying.

[Esiphas]

Mathew looked at the tying little girl, and sighed. "Shhh... It's okay. " Kneeling down, he lifted her off the ground and held her in an almost parental hug. "I understand. Something bad happens to you, you react. It's human nature. And you don't have to kill me. You won't have to ever kill me. C'mon, sit back down on the sofa." Setting her gently down, Mathew smiled. "So, Ellesai eh? She sounds like an interesting character. She's a warrior princess you say? Well, why can't you be a warrior princess too? Warrior princesses kill people. The difference is, Warrior princesses don't enjoy it. Not the good ones. And you wouldn't be here if you enjoyed killing. So tell me, little lady. Why Cat you be Ellesai?"

[Yuno]

Mateus had to admit, her range of emotion was significant. When he set her down, she'd ceased to cry and instead appeared serene, it struck him, that it was likely no one in the whole of her whole existence had ever bothered to be kind or gentle towards her. And it was unlikely anyone had ever been phyiscally affectionate towards her.

She seemed aglow in the very idea of such a thing. She once again hopped off of the couch and her face was serious, "Eliseai is free. I'm not. Go here, do this, do it this way, sleep here, stay, do as I say.." she gave a bored look as she finger quoted in the air , "We created you so it is your duty to obey us." She pointed an accusatory finger at Mateus, "(please do not swear) even you have some sort of agenda here." She stretched slightly as her form shifted to match Mateus' "Why don't you just tell me what your part of this whole thing is so we can stop wasting time."

[Edzilla]

Ghost kept going, the guards were afraid to shoot him, but the butt of the carbines were just as effective. He went for the throat, literally pulling out a mans wind pipe as he gurgled his last breath before collapsing. If one thing was clear, it was that 72 was long desensitised to violence.
A well aimed chop hit the back of his neck and he collapsed with a thud they seemed to have figured out how he worked. Ghost didn't let up, kicking shins as he tried to get out from there grasp. One shafted him to his feet as another laid a fist into him. Feeling feverish he slipped out of their hands. Blood was running down the face, through the reddened gaze he reached out into the mans chest, who suddenly convulsed with pain, fainting as Ghost tore his hand away. This time they would not be denied, throwing him to the floor and putting a barrel to his neck. He could feel the heat as the guard readied the trigger.

[Esiphas]

Almost surprised, Mathew smile. "I have an Agenda? You could say that, but its not here. I'm a Psycologist. I'm looking into possible methods of restoring Sanity to those who have lost nit, or saving people from going down the path of madness at all. A it stands... It's not going so well, and the onl reason I don't pack up and leave is the kids like you they drag into this. The kids they bring m are already emotionless or so emotion filled they can control themselves. But young lady, you seem to be different. Like A warrior princess, you don like the killing. You do it because you must. To survive for you people- or for yourself. You are strong willed, and you have little rebellious streak. And your emotions are stable enough. Your a caged bird, but that doesent mean you can't be free. Sometimes, the Princess doesent need a hero to save her. Sometimes, a princess can be the Hero. And you seem like you'd rather be a Hero, than a puppet." He offered her a Hand. "So, Ellesai is trapped, under the vast sea, and with people forcing hr to do their every whim. What would she do?"

[Yuno]

She gave him a rueful smile and climbed up onto the couch again and lay down. "She would take a nap. You can't plan to rebel without a good nap Matty." She smiled curling into a ball, her form shifting considerably back to that of a young girl with wild rainbow locks and very strangely pale skin. Her eyes were closed as she mumbled, "If there is one thing I've learned, everything is harder without a good rest."

Eliseai ceased shaking as her eyes rolled open and her head lulled about as she began to breathe in a stable fashion. Something was back...but there wasn't time, she could see the guard with his weapon pressed to Ghost's neck and many more streaming to push through the door. She could feel it, the urge to move and fight. She let instinct run its course as she shifted into the form of a guard and moved into the chaos. Her movements were precise and quick as she reached the guard on Ghost and he whirled aiming at her and faultering only to be rewarded with a kick to the head as she took his rifle and turned firing a quick but deadly shot into his head.

She didn't pause there.

[Esiphas]

Mateus released the mind hold quickly, letting Ellesai go. Smiling at the memories he had just revisited, and the ones resurfacing now, He looked over at the door. "Look at them go, eh? I'm afraid I won't be much use with my shoulder throbbing as it is, but I can offer you support. And later on, an explanation, I promise." Outside, there were only a dozen guards left, including one captain, who was holding back until he got a clear shot. Mateus crept to the door, and picked up a fallen Carbine. "someone, grab this thing and prepare to fire. My eyes are still sharp as ever."

[t⊗theark]

The cacophony of battle had done his head in, Sunny collapsed to the ground more vulnerable than ever. The sounds of gun fire, the paranoia of withdrawal and all while trying to keep on top of his radiation output - he was a reeling mess.

"For the pain" was all he heard before an enormous mite scuttled up his arm. It was agile, Sunny missing each swipe at it. It had leapt onto his shoulder to then latch onto his neck, the sudden sting and then 10 seconds later - relief. All the effects of withdrawal were minimized and he regained himself. Still getting his senses reorganized, he crawled towards the sound of a fight, wanting to help while he was now useful, his 'vision' of the world hardly defining the floor and walls.

As he was he was getting deafeningly close he was hit in the chest with a carbine,
"Someone, grab this thing and prepare to fire. My eyes are still sharp as ever," was commanded in a bestial voice. Sunny took the gun in both hands,
"I hope you've mentally recovered from that telepathic bomb from back there, I'm going to need those eyes mate!"

[mantisstalker]

62 held himself and his children back, keeping them out of the line of fire and allowed the others to fight unhindered. When a particularly brave guard strode forward he was flattered by the Brute, or if he decided to draw a bead on someone the Stalker would rush forward to make short work of the mans throat. All the while 62 paced at the back of the group, ready to intervene if one of his children became entangled in a particularly sticky situation.

He would join in himself but being blind and being connected to third person views of the combat didn't make him a very efficient fighter himself. All he could really do was to keep everyone else going and make sure the Tick on Sunny released small bursts of morphine at certain periods, allowing of him to fight without withdrawal symptoms but also not losing his edge in combat.