Bisuto grinned and greeted his new...friend "...the pleasure is all mine, Darren..." He looked at her curiously as she continued to play with her razor blade. Cocked his head to one side, he commented "...nice toy you've got there, Darren...stole it from somewhere?" He nudged Shai and asked "...can you turn into 'that'?...I want to play with it, too..." His stomach grumbled and Bisuto pouted "...I'm hungryyy~...human meat...I wanna eat them" He said childishly while poking his flesh several times "...and I want human meat with no armor...armors are really hard to swallow..."

A small poop and a little smoke late, Shai returned to his human form. He poked his fingers together and mumbled "...I-I'm s-sorry, B-bisuto-kun...I-I c-can o-only d-do this t-twice a-a d-day...I-I'm e-exhausted..." He looked at Darren and Bisuto with wide eyes "...n-no...p-please d-don't e-eat t-that...i-it's n-not g-good a-and..." He trailed off, unsure what to say and therefore, he sat down next to Bisuto and clinged into him, hiding from the rest of the group as he could feel their eyes on him.

Angel

Angel smiled at Shai "You're so kind, it's a nice change." she didn't seem to mind that her mouth was bleeding from when Akihito stabbed the roof of her mouth with a stick. Blood flowed from her lips like a waterfall, she wiped it still smiling.

Angel had extremely delicate skin but was unable to feel pain, if she was killed she probably wouldn't even know. One day she'd run out of lives but 'Not today' she thought with a grin.

Bisuto snorted and spoke up "...hmm...kindness will lead to nowhere...he'll be lucky to survive with that kind of personality..." Grinning, the experiment ruffed Shai's head "...fortunately for weapon-boy...I won't let my favorite weapon be harmed in any ways, huh?..." He cocked his head and looked at the rest of the group except for the soldiers "...why are you still standing? come and sit here..."

Pain watched everyone, growing lonely. He had been for a while. Ever since his mind was split into Six Paths. "Shai... You are kinder than most. It's a nice feature to see when you are surrounded by emotionless weapons.. Angel, you're delicate, calm. Even when bleeding out quite violently. Bisuto.... You have a bloodlust, a sense for attack and murder. I like that."

Pain looked at a few soldiers, aiming weapons at him. "Be gone." He muttered, putting his arm around his neck. He whipped it round quickly, his palm facing them. "Shinra Tensei." He muttered again, a small shockwave hitting them.

"Not dead yet?" He whispered apathetically, a giant ball of air in his hand. "Fine. Almighty Push!" He yelled.


All that was left of the soldiers was a bloody mess and a few guns.

Bisuto grinned widely as he saw the experiment killed the soldiers. He stood up, dusted himself and said to Shai "...weapon-boy...stay there...I have to find something to eat..." He walked to the corpses and licked his lips "...Nice job, Mr.'I like that'..." He picked up several limbs and a heart before walking back to the group. Shoving the heart into Mr.'I like that' 's hand, Bisuto smirked "...eat that...the most delicious part...usually, I'll be the one who eat that but I think it will be a 'thank you' gift for helping me get my lunch..." He used his free hand to grasp and haul Mr.'I like that' to where the group was sitting. He smirked and spoke "...Sit there and relax, Mr.'I like that'..." He sat down and tossed the limbs to the rest of the group, keeping one for himself. He took a large bite and chewed, blood leaking from his mouth and stained his shirt. Bisuto said with a mouth fulled of food "...so, Mr.'I like that'...What's your name? or do you prefer to be called Mr.'I like that' more?..."

He took another large bite and commented thoughtfully "...hmm...a little skinny for my taste...but I guess I can't really be picky in these situations..."

"You can call me Pain." He grunted, throwing Bisuto the heart. "I do not eat such things." Pain sighed, and put a palm on the ground. "I grow tired of this body. Summoning: Deva." He muttered, the Pain with the long hair had disappeared. Instead, a shorter haired one - But with the exact same features. "You really should try splitting your mind and soul... Becoming Six bodies can prove useful during combat." He commented.

Bisuto grinned and caught the heart with one hand, quickly shoving it into his mouth "...hmm ...delicious... Thanks, Pain..." He moaned and chewed it before taking another bite from the limb in his other hand. "hmm?... swliwing swoul...? why wouwld I wanw wo dwo whwat?" He asked with a mouth full of food, the blood continued to leak from his mouth. He grumbled as he realized he just said in a nonhuman language. Swallowing his food, Bisuto spoke again "...splitting soul? Why would I want to do that?..." He took another large bite and continued "...I don't think I have enough food to feed one body...let alone several bodies..." He giggled crazily and said nonsense "...besides...I don't think the floor will like that..." His eyes grew calculated suddenly and he looked around, trying to find others like him. He leaned closer to the group and whispered "...hmm...do any of you know any other rocks that are the same as us? I heard the sink said yesterday that the rocks like us need to be pounded into dust..." He pointed at an emotionless artificial and continued "...you know...like those dust?..." He finished his quiet speech and prayed silently for them to actually understand what he was talking about. He knew that some of them had the ability to 'look underneath the underneath' and would understand that 'the sink' meant the military and 'the rocks' meant the ones with emotions while 'dust' meant the emotionless experiments. He took another bite and waited for the information to sink into their brains.

Darren tosses Bisuto one of her many razor blades, "Yeah, found 'em in the weapon room. Catch." She says and turns to Pain as he transforms. She grew bored of everyone quickly, watching them as she played with her razor blade. She pulled out her pistol then and sat down, began to load it and cocked the hammer, closing one eye and pointing at a target, she pulls the trigger and the sound bounces off every object.

"Bullseye." She states, as the bullet in her minds eye slows and she converts the numbers in her head, and the bullet hits the middle of the target.

She gives a small smirk and twirls the gun on her finger, proud of herself.