Kia Felix

The Facility as a whole was quite large, as was the ‘special’ section marked off just for the cases and their spec. After all, no one wanted a case to go on an angry rampage and do massive damage (as was possible, considering the powers in play) to any of the top-notch equipment that the Facility was able to boast about. No, there were two plans installed, all for the treatment of the cases. First, they would have a spec that would, literally, follow them around (the exceptions being bathrooms and bedrooms, for obvious reasons) and ensure that no trouble would be caused. Second, their spec would be armed with a special remote, which, upon activation, would shock the case, rendering their body useless for a moment because of the sudden sensation. Needless to say, The Facility wasn’t taking any chances. Not with this rare chance to study real super humans… Though they were not referred by that name. Not out loud, at any rate.

Only accessible by one thick, six-inches of solid steel to be precise, door with a fingerprint-scanner, the special area (commonly referred as ‘The Area’ or, among certain groups, ‘The Asylum’) can only be reached by the specs and a handful of technicians and scientists. Even then, just getting to the door is hard enough, but you hardly need to know the details. Each wall is six inches of steel, made just to hold against everything, ranging from hot fire to roaring lions. There are only a handful (or two) of doors within the whole section, and they are all locked. But first, a broad description.

Upon entering The Area, you are met with a plain room, like a badly furnished dinning room. A long table with eight dark wood chairs (contrasting sharply to the white-wood table) is the only decoration; this is where meals and meetings (by the specs; cases aren’t allowed to be in rooms with each other, unless at least one spec is there) are held. In the room there are two openings on the side, which serve as ‘doors’ (but are really just doorways). If you go to the left, you enter the makeshift library. If you go to the right, you enter a makeshift kitchen… Of sorts.

See, in the kitchen there are no sharp objects, no gas oven, and hardly any room to actually make food. As most of the meals are delivered specially by scientists (on a side note, they are not above putting things in your food, so watch out) the kitchen is more for show than any real purpose. It does have a refrigerator and a microwave, so you can always re-heat leftovers for another day. Besides that, the kitchen is a dead end, though the cupboards are full of cleaning supplies and tools. You never know what you might need, after all.

In the library there aren’t many shelves, though all of them are full to the brim with everything from children’s tales to works of the great poets and authors of the centuries. There is a careful selection of titles, however, and you will not find anything supporting the destruction of government, or of super humans saving the world or otherwise using their powers… A prudent choice, some might say, or signs of a secretly oppressive government exerting its control over a few lab rats. Really, depends how you see things.

In the library there are two more doorways. One, on the wall farthest from the entrance to the library, leads to a long hallway where the bedrooms are. The other, to the right of the entrance, leads to a gym of sorts. The gym is really a large hall, full of random pieces of sports tools and exercising equipment. Mostly designed to have the (most likely) stir-crazy inhabitants of The Area let loose all of their extra energy, it would also make a lovely fight club, since you could just shove all of the extra things off to the sides… But I digress. Off to the left of the entrance is another doorway, this one covered by a thick cloth. This leads to the shared bathroom area. To the right is a locked door, with both a fingerprint-scanner and a key code. The specs all know the code, but they have been instructed not to go into this room unless they have the order too… As that room leads to the labs where the tests will all be carried out, no one (including the specs) have any wish to go there more than is needed.

But let me back up. The bathroom is one large room with eight showerheads, all section off by a chest-high wall for ‘privacy’. There are eight stalls, and, while they technically lock, they are made out of flimsy wood and can easily be knocked down by anyone who really wants to get in… Or if you have large enough mass, and lean on them a little too much. Either or. Besides that, the room is completely tiled and extremely clean, with a row of eight sinks (each with their own cupboard, filled with various bathroom supplies) for the cases and specs to claim. There is also a standing wardrobe, where the towels are kept. Lastly, there is a washer and dryer, along with an ironing board, so the specs (and, technically, the cases) can do their laundry. To the left of the entrance is a door, with no lock, leading into a narrow hallway with eight more doors, four on each side. The doors to the left all have fingerprint scanners; the ones to the right do not. These are the bedrooms.

Obviously those with the scanners belong to the specs, who have been instructed not to let their case into their room unless they have absolutely no choice. The doors all have a name etched into the metal, showing who is supposed to be using the room in question. The rooms for the cases are all the same; small, twin-sized bed with plain gray and white sheets, a desk, a chair, and a closet for whatever clothes they might happen to have (The Facility has given them all various pieces pulled out of donation boxes around the country, but they are still better than wearing the same thing over and over).

However, the specs all had their suitcases and furniture brought ahead of them, meaning their rooms are waiting to be unpacked… Quite literally, as their things will be in boxes when they first arrive. Most haven’t brought much; there isn’t much room, and they were clearly told that when accepting the job, but it’s better than what the cases are stuck with. The specs have done their best to make things less gloomy, or at least fit their taste a little more, but that’s about it. Like the cases’ rooms, the spec rooms also have a small closet to fit clothes into.

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In the dinning room, the cases all lounged in various parts of the room, all staying away from each other but really just curious on why they were called here in the middle of the afternoon. Or, well, Kia would have been curious, had he not been fast asleep and dreaming about when he could just curl up in the sunlight and let it wash over him. That was one of the things he disliked about this place; no windows meant no sunlight. He had to make do with curling up against a wall in a corner, using his own body heat to keep himself warm. It probably helped that he was currently a Scottish fold.

Yawning in his sleep, Kia felt his ears twitch as they picked up the sound of the door sliding open, the pistons in the metal hissing as three new people were led inside. The three all seemed at least a little wary, probably wondering what they were going to see. Kia found himself slowly waking up, blinking a few times before turning back into a human. Or, well, as close to a human as he could get. Stretching out with another yawn (something he was prone to, especially when woken from his naps early), he scratched the back of one of his ears, letting out a soft purr. It always felt good when someone, even him, petted the back of his ears or gently played with his tail. He didn’t know why; it just was.

I wonder which one of them is mine, Kia thought. The cases had all been told that they were being assigned to a spec, someone who would ‘take care of’ them and ‘keep them happy’. Kia wasn’t sure what that meant, but he couldn’t wait to meet his. Looking at his options, though, he felt himself become a little uncertain. There was one with glasses who seemed a little too interested in all of the cases. It wasn’t a bad thing, Kia thought. Maybe he just is happy to see us? Kia wasn’t sure. Next was a blond with bright eyes, who didn’t seem that bad. Kia figured that he’d be fine if the blond was his spec… Whatever that meant. Last was a black-haired young adult with an almost smirk on his face. He sent a small shudder down Kia’s spine. I don’t like him, Kia decided. Deciding to be the first to approach the strangers, Kia walked forward. He was shorter than the specs.

“… Hello?” He asked hesitantly. “I’m Kia, but you can call me Kit or Kitty.” Now that he hadn’t been killed (or otherwise attacked, yet), he started gaining a little bit of courage. His tail curled around the air. In his anxiety it kept changing, but finally settled on a thin, copper-colored tail. His ears matched the color, except his left one had a patch of white. “I can turn into cats! I love yarn balls, surprises, and good food. I hate thunderstorms and bullies. Who are you?” Kia asked, tilting his head in curiosity.

Beep…beep…beep…beep…beep…BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEEEEEEE- Smack

A low moan was heard from the bed, and Kaili’s hand shot out to turn it off the annoying alarm, causing it, causing the thing to fall off and break.

“Hn…K…sweetie? What time is it?” a muffled voice sounded from beside him, “S…should I go? Are you leaving for work?” the sweet sounds of her moaning flooded through Kaili’s mind.

No booze…next to no sex…this fucking sucks.

He put on a smile, teal eyes darkening with lust, “No…no Kimi, they will understand if I’m late. I’m sure they all have someone as special as you back at home,” She giggled happily, kissing him softly.

Smirking mentally, Kaili kissed her back passionately, rolling over so that he was hovering above her. He gazed into her liquid gold eyes, now fogged with lust and want.

He drew out the process, taking his time in pleasuring her, relishing in the moans and squeals she made as his tongue caressed her skin. When the time came for the ‘main course’ as Kaili so bluntly put it; he took his time again, enjoying the high that sex brought him.

When it was over, both were covered in sweat, the sheets stained from their activities. Kaili rolled off her, lying on his back, slowly regaining his breath.

A gentle kiss was placed on his cheek as Kimi rose off the bed, quickly getting dressed, “I’ll see you when you finish with work?” she laughed softly, knowing full well that it might be another few months before her best friend called her for this favor.

“Yeah…bye Kimi.” Kaili threw a wink at her, before yawning and getting up as she closed the door. He needed to be there…at some time this morning. Some of his things, like clothes, books, and whatever else he deemed needed, was already at The Facility. Sadly, they had told him that he was going to be unable to bring any form of alcohol into the building. Logically, Kaili agreed with what they said, but he was 22 for god’s sake. He needed booze and sex to stay alive.

Well, there has to be some fine, sexy men and women at The Facility. With my good looks I’m sure I can get all of them to bend to my will

With a self satisfied nod, Kaili got dressed into his suit; a white shirt, black jacket and pants, with a deep blue tie and black shoes. Looking at himself in the mirror, he snagged his glasses off the dresser, fitting them to his face, smirking at his attire. The glasses and suit made him look sexy; they could make almost anyone look sexy. No, the hair, which was still tousled from his playful morning romp in bed, stuck up in different places, adding to the godly factor of his being. And his eyes. Bright teal blue eyes stood out against the dark colors of his clothes and the smooth paleness of his skin.

On his way out he grabbed his phone and keys, closing the door firmly behind him and locking it. Taking the stairs, he jogged down them two at a time, almost falling and hitting his head at least 4 different times. Jumping the last five stairs, he slipped and landed on his butt. He cursed colorfully at the pain that blossomed from the rough contact his ass received from the cold and unforgiving concrete floor. Grumbling, he got up and walked towards his sleek Porsche 918 Spyder Hybrid. Just because he was fresh out of college, didn’t mean he wasn’t rich. Due to the fact he got a full ride to college, he saved some of the money, the rest going to sex and booze, to purchase a nice apartment and a sexy sleek car to fit his flashy style. Now that the car was paid off, the apartment sold to Kimi for the time being, Kaili had that much more money stashed in his bank for future purchases.

Blasting the radio, he drove down the streets with speed that shouldn’t be used on the crowded streets. He wove in and out of the traffic, almost running a red light in his thrill for speed. As he was waiting, his stomach rumbled, signaling that all that sex and no food was not good for ones body.

As the light turned green, Kaili floored it, tires squealing and the smell of burned rubber making its way into his nose. Changing the song to Gangsta Sexy by Hollywood Undead, one of Kaili’s favorite bands.

Yelling out the lyrics, which were lost in the boom of the bass and the wind that rushed through the windows, a content smile graced Kaili’s lips as he turned into his favorite fast food joint, In ‘N Out. As he rolled up, his smile turned into a predatory smirk as he saw who was working the cashier. Bypassing the speaker that is normally used to say the order, he rolled up to the window as the song changed. Smoothly he turned it down, grinning at him.

“Kaili…what do you want.” The cashier bit out, shooting a glare in his direction, a small blush evident on his cheeks

“You.” Kaili said bluntly, rolling his eyes, “come here Ryan, you know you can’t resist me.” he chuckled as the blush got darker.

“Go fuck someone else Kaili, I don’t have the time for you. Tell me what you want to eat-as in food ,you sly bastard, or get out.” His eyes were downcast, but as they rose to meet Kaili, his face resembled a kicked puppy. It tugged at some of Kaili’s heart strings.

“#2, no tomatoes or onion. Animal style fries, large coke and a strawberry shake please.” He said calmly, pulling out his American Express, handing it to him.

“I…um…okay…” Ryan stuttered cutely, causing the ends of Kaili’s lips to twitch upwards, “That’s…$15.45, oh thanks…”

Ryan quickly finished the transaction, leaning out the window to give the card and receipt back to Kaili. Glasses glinting, Kaili pulled him closer and kissed him fully on the lips. Ryan gasped in shock and Kaili took advantage of that, plunging his tongue into the cashiers mouth, chuckling at the soft mewl Ryan emitted. Pulling away, he took the card.

“That’s my goodbye kiss. I got offered a job,” he told the boy, “I’m not sure how much contact I will get to the outside world, I myself am not sure what I’m working on, since its top secret. If I get to, I will contact you,” he winked at the boy and gave the car behind him the finger as it honked at him, “Alright baby?” He snickered and ruffled the boys hair, driving up to the next window. He grabbed his food and peeled away without saying thanks.

Cruising down the streets, Kaili munched on his food, shoving the burger into his mouth as he neared The Facility. In a few large gulps the Coke was gone, the French fries already demolished, and the shake greedily being sucked on.

“ID please.” One of the guards asked.

Kaili fliped them off happily while he dug out his driver’s license. He flashed it to them before striding past, ignoring the fact that they were telling him that he could not bring food into the building without authorization.

With a yawn he neared the steel doors and tossed his empty shake cup in a nearby trashcan. Licking his fingers clean of some of the shake that had oozed out and covered his hand in a slightly pink sticky substance. With a sigh he pressed his hand to the fingerprint scanner, walking through as it opened up. At this point he noticed the other specs and regarded them heavily weighting them in his minds eye.

The blonde seems like he would do as I say... Kaili smirked happily, But that other kid seems like a know-it-all. Hm…I’d submit to him though… As he doors opened he was met with a small boy with cat ears and a tail.

What…the fuck. It…it moved! Kaili’s eyes widened behind his glasses.

“…Hello?” the small boy said to them, “I’m Kia, but you can call me Kit or Kitty.”

Kaili could barely register what ‘Kia’ was saying as the tail and ears were changing rapidly. It settled on a light copper color, and he was able to here finally focus on the happy boy in front of him.

“I can turn into cats! I love yarn balls, surprises, and good food. I hate thunderstorms and bullies. Who are you?” Kia tilted it head.

Kaili was told, that these weren’t normal people. Hell his own case was about a girl that could control Fire. But…turning into cats? That was just…insane.

After a couple deep breaths, Kaili smiled kindly, deeming the kid cute enough to mess with, “Hello Kia,” he purred out slowly, “my name is Kaili.” He grinned reached out to touch his ears, pausing before lightly ruffling his hair. Pulling back his hand, Kaili pushed his glasses up higher on his nose. “However, I am not the person that will be looking after you, do you happen to know where…” he thought about his case's name, “Um…Jennifer is?”

Jerico Jayvee

What a gloomy day, Jerico couldn't help but think as he rose from his bed. It took about an hour, but he finally managed to wake himself up enough to get ready, wearing clothes he was sure was clean. He was lazy, not filthy. He hated dirty things. It just wasn't his style. He also had a bit of an obsession with the way he smelled. He could never be sure if he smelled bad to others, so to make himself feel better about it, he always washed with some girly cotton-candy scented stuff and sprayed himself over with the same type of smell. He smelled like a walking carnival. With a smirk on his face as he adjusted his cat-jacket, he started out the door. Good 'nough to eat.

So apparently he was supposed to be living temporarily at this Facility place, his new job. It all seemed pretty sketchy to him, but he wasn't one to pry. If the scientists at the Facility wanted their privacy, he'd give it to them. It was only when they'd screw with his own things that he'd start screwing with theirs. He wasn't exactly a genius, but he knew what acid looked like and what chemicals make buildings go 'boom.' He was also pretty sure that the public would just love to know about the unique little super-powered cases the Facility held behind locked doors.

Speaking of the cases, Jerico wondered as he walked down the sidewalk what his case would be like. Well, he read the file he got, but other than that, he found it hard to get a good description of someone without meeting them in person. It was some short-stock named Kia who apparently had the oh-so-exciting powers of, what was it again? Oh, yeah, cats. Whoop-di-doo. Just thinking about them made him bored.

He only lived a few blocks away from the Facility, so walking wasn't a bother. Jerico shoved his hands into his pockets and rounded a corner, passing a group of girls probably out on their weekend girl time or whatever it was girls did when they were together. He never cared to ask. "Hey, cute stuff," one of the girls with curly red hair purred. "You should hang around us girls some time." The other girls giggled, their pale faces obviously blushing. Jerico resisted the urge to roll his eyes, but instead opted for completely ignoring them altogether and walking unphased through their group.

The girls all blinked simultaneously, looking at each other in confusion, then back to the retreating form of the coolest guy they'd probably ever seen in their lifetimes. "Hey! Rude!" a blond scoffed, but her disappointment was evident. Now that they couldn't see his expression, Jerico smirked to himself, knowing he'd see them again tomorrow, this exact time. Or at least one of them. He had them hooked on the JJ drug--or, at least, that's what he liked to call it. Not that he was interested in the least. They were all whores by the way they were dressed. He knew it was bad to judge by appearances, but then again, he didn't really care for moralities.

It took a whole two seconds for him to buzz by security. He did it without saying a word and without stopping once. He flipped his worker's ID out at them and continued walking by into the building. Roaming through the maze of hallways he'd been given a short tour of when admitted to the job, Jerico quickly found the room. A blond was already there, looking out of breath but otherwise too overly cheery for his liking. And just after he arrived, another spec entered, dressed fully in some lame monkey suit attire that made Jerico want to rip up and throw around the room like confetti. Someone's trying too hard, he thought with a cringe of his nose, scanning the room for the case assigned to him.

“… Hello?” Speak of the little devil. “I’m Kia, but you can call me Kit or Kitty.” The cat-eared little creep was more than likely his assigned case. “I can turn into cats! I love yarn balls, surprises, and good food. I hate thunderstorms and bullies. Who are you?” Great. A brat cat.

Ignoring the glasses-clad spec, Jerico pushed himself up to the case, pushing Kia's head down in agitation over how short he was. "Jerico," he said shortly, frowning down at the smaller boy. "I'll call you brat." Straightening up, he crossed his arms over his chest. "You're mine and you listen to me. Understood? Great. Not here to socialize, so let's blow the Popsicle stand." With that said, he pulled Kia completely away from the other spec who'd been speaking with him and shoved him out of the room, into the hallway. "Two rules. One: you don't cause trouble. Two: you don't talk." Nodding to himself and deciding this should be an easy enough job, he started walking down the hall to where his room was supposed to be, not even caring what Kia did after that.

Asha Laken

Already up bright and ready, Ash checked himself once more over in the mirror. He was dressed in the clothes he got sent over from Arabia. He'd grown out of his original clothes years ago, but whenever he got the money, he'd find a way to get some new ones. It wasn't often and he was usually forced to wear the same things more than once before wash, but he was used to it. "I saw they had a washing machine," he said to himself. "I bet I can use that now." He trailed off, frowning at his reflection. He never considered himself to be a very attractive looking guy. He had a baby face and his eyes were a weird color; his skin was too pale, his teeth were probably not white enough, his hair was always messy, and he was too short.

Sighing and running a hand through his aforementioned messy hair, he left the run-down apartment building. As he got to the bottom of the staircase, a door opened, smacking him right in the face. Ash yelped and fell back onto the corner of the stairs, hurting his bottom in the process and wincing. A pretty girl with dirty blond hair stuck her head out of the door and peeked around it to see what she'd hit. "Oh! Ash! I didn't see you there!" She quickly closed the door and bent down by him. "Oh my gosh, you're bleeding. I'm so sorry, Ash! Here, wait here." In a flash, she'd gone in her room and returned to his side with a wet towel for his bloody nose. "There. I'm so sorry, Ash. You okay? No concussions?"

Ash smiled halfheartedly at her, knowing that by that incident that this was simply not going to be a good day today. "I'm find, Molly," he told her, pushing himself to his feet despite her objections. "It was an accident, so I don't mind." I probably deserved it for something.

"Well...if you say so," Molly said slowly, still not so sure he should be up and walking. She always was a worry-wart. "Where are you headed so early?"

Ash beamed despite his head facing the ceiling and a rag stuck to his nose. "I got a job!" he told her enthusiastically in a nasally tone of voice. "It's a secret though. I'm working down at the Facility. You know, that weird place on the other side of town?"

"Oh, yeah. That place gives me the creeps." Molly frowned for a moment before looking back up at Ash. "How are you planning to get there? It's a good ten miles... Do you need cash for a taxi? You're not walking are you? You know how I feel about you walking around this part of town by yourself. You tend to get picked on, you know...," she rambled, but Ash was used to it. It was only Molly Ash genuinely liked talking to. She was the only one who ever seemed to worry about him and it made him feel happy when he was feeling down. He didn't like her or anything, but she was a good person.

"I can handle it. I'm taking a cab," he told her, taking the towel away from his nose. The bleeding stopped, but his nose still hurt pretty bad. He ignored it in front of Molly, however. "Thanks anyway, but I really gotta go." With a smile and a final wave good-bye, he left the building before she could say anything else. She tended to talk a lot if you let her. Once he was outside, Ash had to be careful of what streets he took. Being on the bad side of town definitely had its bad sides, especially when you're not the type to stand up for yourself, like Ash for example. The taxis didn't come to this part of town, actually, so he had to rush his way out of the area to catch one. It was only about two miles out, though, and it was early, so if he hurried, he might be able to avoid any problems.

Watching his back (and his front and his sides), Ash hurried down the sidewalk, ignoring all the graffiti littering the walls and the people in the alleyways talking to each other. It was still early morning, so a lot of people were still sleeping in their homes after a long night of booze and drug deals and whatever else went on around here. It was hard to be sure. He hated it here.

Finally, with only a half mile to go, Ash rounded a corner with almost a smile of relief on his face...only to not watch where he was going and run right into someone he really wished he hadn't run into to. A big guy, but nowhere near a body builder, some punk 23-year-old that thought he was the shit when really he just wreaked of alcohol and urine and needed a serious kick to the groin. James--or, as his wannabe gang groupies called him, Bull--made it his hobby to mess with Ash whenever the boy was in a hurry to be somewhere. According to the situation, he was right on time. "Heeeey, it's Ass!" James cooed. "Where you goin', kiddo?"

Ash didn't bother correcting the obviously purposeful mispronunciation of his name and instead avoided eye contact. "Grocery store," he mumbled, obviously a lie.

James grinned. "Oh really? So you got enough cash on ya for the rest of us?" He rubbed his stomach. "You know me and my guys are so hungry lately." Despite Ash shaking his head and making a move to run, James grabbed his arm and motioned for another of his stronger guys to come and help him. Ash mumbled something along the lines of, 'not today,' but it wasn't really meant to be heard. It was inevitable, what was going to happen. For the millionth time in his life, he found himself dipped painfully upside down, catching his breath and feeling like his blood was jumping to his brain, until all his cash fell onto the sidewalk and he was dropped--luckily--onto his back. James grabbed the cash and shoved it in his pocket, laughing. "You're so generous. Well, you look like you're in a hurry. See you later, Ass." And there went the last of his money. And his dignity.

Sighing and picking himself up off the ground, glad to feel that there was no blood coming out from the back of his head where he hit the cement, he knew he had to walk now. Agitated, in pain, and in no mood for work, Ash ran the entire way across town to the Facility, where he was already ready to pass out and go back home. He flashed the security his ID card and slowly entered the building, dragging himself unenthusiastically to the meeting room and gazing at the cases inside.


He virtually ignored the other two specs that entered soon after him and spotted the albino he knew had to be his. Forcing a smile to his face, he found the boy reading. "Hey there!" he greeted in a voice meant for a Kindergartner. "You can call me Ash! Are you, um...Kirill Manson?" Receiving a lack of response, Ash tentatively leaned over and gently moved the book down to see the boy's face. Instead of that, however, he was greeted with a small, strange looking creature that seemed to become annoyed with him disturbing its reading time and hopped up, catching Ash by complete surprise, and latched onto his arm. Ash yelped for the second time that day, running around and waving his arm up and down. "Off! Off! Get it off!" He turned to the white-haired boy with a pathetic pleading look. "Please, please!"

Kirill Manson

Kia Felix

They all seemed a little surprised that they were dealing with a boy who could turn into cats, and had cats ears and a tail, but the one in the suit recovered quickly. “Hello Kia,” he purred out slowly, sending shivers down Kia's spine “my name is Kaili.” Kaili reached out a hand and touched his ears gently, Kia letting out a soft mew of pleasure, before the spec reached up and ruffled his hair casually. He stood up straight and pushed his glasses up his nose. It wouldn't be bad if he was my spec, Kia thought. We'd probably get along really well! “However, I am not the person that will be looking after you, do you happen to know where…” he thought about his case's name, Kia feeling his heart plummet a little, “Um…Jennifer is?” Oh. Kia knew that Jennifer was a nice girl, if you didn't get on her bad side, and was about to point out the only girl in the room, when the black-haired spec pushed his way forward. He pushed Kia's head down roughly, as if showing just how short he really was.

"Jerico," he said simply, frowning. "I'll call you brat." Kia didn't really like that name, and was about to say so, but Jerico straightened up and crossed his arms over his chest, continuing to speak. "You're mine and you listen to me. Understood? Great. Not here to socialize, so let's blow the Popsicle stand." Kia suddenly found himself being pulled away from Kaili, who Kia was really wishing was his spec right then, and shoved into the hallway. Letting out a sharp cry of protest, Kia resisted the urge to melt down into a small cat and curl up. I just want to go back to my nap... Jerico is scaring me... "Two rules. One: you don't cause trouble. Two: you don't talk." With that, Jerico turned to leave, clearly uncaring about what happened to Kia next. Oh, he's mean... But what if he's just lonely? Lonely people are mean because they don't have anyone to be friends with... I'll be Jerico's friend! Kia decided this all in the short span of several seconds and, ears and tail changing to resemble a fox's more than a cat's, tackled Jerico from the back in a somewhat awkward hug, mostly because Jerico was walking forward. Their combined momentum sent them tumbling to the ground. Kia let out a sharp wail as he felt Jerico's foot land on his tail.

"I'm sorry! I just thought you need a hug! Don't hurt me!" Kia shouted, trying to jump up but failing, as Jerico hadn't moved his foot yet. Tears glistening with tears of pain and fear (Jerico looked mean, after all), Kia buried his head in Jerico's back and rubbed his head in the soft jacket. Mind completely off of the fact that he was currently lying on top of someone he considered mean and scary, Kia couldn't help but think about how warm Jerico was. I wonder if he'd let me nap on him... He's like the sun, warm!... Except he isn't yellow. Kia didn't realize it, but he had started to purr from the heat radiating off of Jerico. It wasn't so much that Jerico was extremely hot (literally, that is), but Kia rarely was this close to anyone else. As he might put it, the ears and tail usually scared people off... Not to mention that Kia's 'roommates' weren't the most social bunch on the tree.

"We can be friends, right?" Kia asked, raising his head and looking at the back of Jerico's. To him this was a perfectly logical question to ask someone who would be great for naps. Even if you had just tackled them to the ground, used their back as a rubbing post, and probably injured them. Not to mention the fact that Jerico just told him not to cause trouble or talk, both rules of which Kia had managed to break in the record-smashing time of mere seconds. "Because you're really hot!" Kia added, not realizing the additional connotations of his word choice. He cheerfully beamed at Jerico, doing his best to shift so his tail wasn't in too much pain.

Asha Laken

Ash was currently in the process of freaking out when a voice suddenly called out to the mysterious creature attached to his arm. “Lilim!” the case called out. Ash sighed in relief, wincing at the blood dripping off his arm. It was no worse than a bite of an ankle-biting dog, but it still hurt. Three today. What next? He frowned momentarily as he simply wiped the blood off on his dirtied shirt. When he realized he was frowning, and still being watched, he quickly replaced the expression with a wide smile. Just because he was feeling down today didn't mean he had to put down someone else's mood. He wasn't the downer type anyway.

"I’m sorry about Lilim.” Kirill said to him, making Asha wave it off as if it were no big deal. It's not. "My name is Kirill Manson,” Ash winced at the hand moving forward, thinking the creature might jump out of the case's arms and attack him again. No such thing happened, however, as the creature continued to curl up in the boy's arm, much like a cat. An eyeless, toothy, possibly dangerous cat. Shaking it off, he held out the arm that wasn't bitten to shake Kirill's hand. “You can call me Kir if you wish.” He's so polite, Ash thought, a small smile on his face. Again, he took a step back, quickly retracting his hand when the creature moved up to Kir's shoulder. He didn't take his eyes off it. “This here is Lilim,” Kir continued. “She is an Angel.”

Ash nodded hesitantly, trying his hardest not to jump when the creature--er, Lilim--flapped its wings. He swore it was going to fly off Kir's shoulder any moment now and devour his head whole. Maybe this whole spec job wasn't a good thing. He knew he'd be working with someone with special abilities, but this kid...Kir. He was definitely strange. Well, he wasn't one to judge. He could handle this. Besides, he didn't want Kir to feel like a freak or anything, so of course he would give him his undying attention for as long as he worked here. Ash didn't want to make this seem like a job. He wanted Kir to feel as comfortable as possible.

"An Angel, huh?" Ash echoed, straightening himself up and grinning. "Does she eat any type of food?" He motioned to his arm, the bleeding having stopped at this point. "She seems a little hungry." Thinking back, he knew there was a little bit of food in the kitchen. He was feeling hungry himself, but he didn't really feel up to eating at the moment. He had this paranoid thought that if he ate food, he would smell like food, and that thing already had a taste for his blood. He was a human-lover, not a creature...angel...thing lover. "So, Kir, my name's Asha, but feel free to call me Ash. Or, whatever you'd like for that matter. I don't really mind." He tilted his head slightly, laughing to himself for reasons unknown to anyone, probably even himself, forgetting that he'd already introduced himself only a couple minutes ago.

He clasped his hands together suddenly, taking another glance around the room and realizing one of the spec/case pairs had already left the room. There was only a female and the suit-clad man left. They were obviously for each other. Ash turned his attention back to Kir. "So what would you like to do, Kir? We can do anything you like!" He paused for a moment. "Besides go outside the Facility. That's kind of a no-no zone."

Jerico Jayvee

Jerico straightened his jacket, content in believing that the wimpy little cat-boy behind him would do as he said as he started down the hall. For all he really cared, the tyrant could go AWOL and eat through the walls. As long as he got his cash by the end of the week. That's all that mattered to him. He was so caught up in his thoughts of how to maneuver around this place--he hadn't really been paying attention during the tour--he was caught completely off-guard when the aforementioned 'tyrant' attached himself to his back. He let out a terribly uncool yelp of surprise and went tumbling face-first to the ground, landing in a most painful position.

He heard a yelp behind him, but with his face (and his dignity) in the ground, Jerico couldn't bring himself to care what pain he was causing to Kia. Already, he could feel himself seething, trying hard to maintain his temper. "I'm sorry! I just thought you need a hug! Don't hurt me!" Kia shouted, earning a growl in response. Oh how he would love to rip those ears off his fuzzy little head. And...oh, what? What? Was he crying into his jacket? Ugh, how annoying.

"Kill, kill, kill," he murmured too low for Kia to hear into the floor, glaring at the hard, uncomfortable metal two inches from his face. After a moment or two of trying his hardest to maintain his temper, Jerico finally managed to calm himself enough to decide he should probably get up before someone showed up and got the wrong idea--that he was some lame clutz. What? No, he wasn't really worried about anything else. He started to lift himself up, but stopped, however, as something new occurred. He glared back at Kia, perched all-too-comfortably on his back. Is he...purring? He blinked, frowning. This is...too...cute...

"We can be friends, right?" Realizing where his thoughts were leading, Jerico was snapped out of it as the casual voice of brat-cat reached his ears again. He immediately went back to hating the world and attempting to lift himself up off the ground. "Because you're really hot!" Wait, what? Jerico looked back at him, a little thrown off for the moment. When he shook it off, he found himself even more agitated, rolling over onto his side in hopes that Kia would fall off. After this, he got to his feet and brushed himself off, straightening his clothes and wiping the dust off his arms, turning his attention back to the annoying creature before him.

"Are you an idiot?" he growled. "You've broken both my rules!" Seething, Jerico stomped around almost as if he were having some sort of temper tantrum. From anyone else's point of view, it was actually quite amusing. When he stopped, he turned back to Kia and leaned in close to his face to be as intimidating as possible. "Listen, brat, you're not cool. Don't ever try that again, got it? You might be a cat, but you don't get to do what you want." He straightened up, calming down now. "That's me."

Sighing, he unzipped his jacket and pulled it off to inspect the back where tiny cat hairs could be seen. He could feel a twitch coming on. "Uncool," he mumbled, wiping it off and putting it over his arm. He gave Kia one last lingering glare, before giving up and sighing. "You can follow me or whatever, just don't try that again. Got. It?" With that, he scoffed and turned back around to continue on his way to...to wherever his room might be. He looked back and fourth. Down one of these hallways...

Kaili Bowman


Before Kia had the chance to answer, the dark hair, and gloomy kid pushed his way into the conversation.

“Jerico.” he said shortly, frowning at the cute boy in front of him, “I’ll call you brat,”

that sonofabitch,Kaili thought angrily, I was talking to that cutie and he just buts in like it’s none of his goddamn business. Motherfucker!

"You're mine and you listen to me. Understood? Great. Not here to socialize, so let's blow the Popsicle stand." With that said, this ‘Jerico’, took Kia out of the room and away from a fuming Kaili. They went down the hallway, and he did not follow, his thoughts racing as he called Jerico every name under sun.

I don’t care that Kia is as cute as hell he seethed, I talked to him first so get your damn paws off him you wannabe cat he mentally spit out, a disgraceful sneer evident on his lips.

With a loud huff, he looked around the boring room, wishing he had a beer, or some form of booze in his hand. Spotting a chair in one of the corners he walked over to it and collapsed, sighing as he relaxed into the hard plastic of the frame. The day started out good; what day wasn’t good when you had sex with your best friend in the morning? Then running into another regular, Ryan. That was sexy. He knew where he worked, but never bothered to stop and catch him at work.

Ryan had been one of his latest quests. He was a feisty little kid, a couple years younger then himself. Smooth, milky skin and dark auburn hair brought out his large innocent green eyes. Those eyes that could brighten with happiness at seeing him. Darken with lust as he teased him slowly. Narrow in anger when he didn’t call him for 3 weeks….

Kaili rubbed his cheek unconsciously, remembering the pain of the slap that was delivered to his cheek when Ryan ran into him at the supermarket 3 weeks after his first time...

…that had ended in a wonderful night of fiery passion, leaving the smaller boy to limp out the door the next afternoon, blushing darkly and glaring daggers at the smug smile Kaili had worn.

And then there was the times he didn’t top. He remembered them, albeit fuzzily since he was drunk off his ass when such occasions occurred. Not that they were bad, but the alcohol helped lessen the pain of the feeling of being torn in half, from the bottom up. It didn’t do jack for the morning after though, no matter how much Kaili wished for it.

Kaili’s thoughts slowly returned from memory lane and he bit his lip and took notice of the strain in his pants. He growled and looked around, hoping to see Kia standing innocently about, ready to be dragged off and help relieve Kaili of his predicament.

Hm…Kia…touching…his- Kaili swallowed down a growl and shook his head, mentally of course, to rid himself of the dirty thoughts. Though it didn’t rid him of the pictures that now plagued his mind.

Maybe I can just…find a bathroom…and jerk off in there… he thought hopelessly. Trying to stand, he quickly sat back down. Pain laced throughout his nether regions, making him wince. He was stuck in a hard, uncomfortable plastic chair with a raging hard on about Ryan and Kia.

Together his traitor mind gleefully supplied him with images, making him tilt his head back and groan softy, hopefully so no one could hear.

He saw a glimpse of red, and focused his eyes on that. No, not red. It was more of a dark, hot pink. With a lovely figure and nice round boobs. Female for sure.

Jennifer…Jennifer Walker. Why does everyone I look at have to be sexy as hell! he whined inside his head, a pout forming. She was beautiful, by female means. Her figure was curvy, especially her chest.

If those were pressed against me…as I was touching both Kia and Ryan…dear God! Just…mind shut UP! Mentally he was crying, though the only thing that showed it was a pinch of pain on his face.

You could just run over to Kia, tie him up and screw him against the wall you know right? his mind said to him.

Evil mind, don’t listen…no. It speaks LIES. Lies… Kaili was on the verge of jerking off in that very chair, his hands twitching, waiting to unbutton his pants and stick his hand down his pants to touch-

NO! stop, no…no no no! I will not do that. I refuse. I will not stick my hand down my pants and fuck my own hand! I would rather screw-

Kia~ His mind finished his sentence. This time Kaili growled in frustration and stood up, ignoring the pain-

and pleasure

-that his dick received as it rubbed against the harshness of his boxers and pants. Luckily, for Kaili, the tent was not big enough to be noticed unless one was staring at his crotch for a long period of time, thanks to the loose pants he wore, instead of his usual form fitting slacks.

If Kia just shifted his gaze down just a few inches, he would see just how much I wanted him Again, Kaili’s mind ran away from him, giving him images he rather not have, though he enjoyed every one of them.

He walked down the hallway and saw that Jerico bastard with Kia. Actually, the bastard was walking away. Perfect.

“Kia,” he said sweetly, ignoring the twitch in his pants, “Would you like to help me with something?”

Like unbuttoning these death trap pants and giving me undeniable pleasure? his voice told him to say it. No, it begged him to, to get rid of the horrible strain.

“Could you be a sweetheart and show me around? I really don’t know where anything is…” he ground out nicely in between clenched teeth, his hands torn between stuffing themselves down his pants, or grabbing Kia and screwing him.

What a predicament indeed.

Kia Felix

Kia let out a cry of surprise and pain as Jerico roughly rolled over, causing the cat-like teen (a stretch at any rate) to fall off without a moment's notice. Jerico stood up and crossed his arms, looking mad. Oh... I don't want him to hurt me! I was just trying to be friendly! Kia felt himself curl up a little, hiding part of himself behind his busy tail. "Are you an idiot?" Jerico asked, causing Kia to rapidly shake his head. He shook, nerves from fear getting to him. "You've broken both my rules!" Well, Kia had, but only because he wanted to be Jerico's friend! Kia watched, puzzled, as Jerico started stomping around. Kia wasn't sure if he was having a tantrum or just a fit of rage, but it was slightly amusing to see the previously passive and calm black-haired young man suddenly get up and stomp randomly. He suddenly stopped, facing towards Kia again and leaning down closer, clearly trying to be intimidating. It worked. He's so scary! Kia thought, cowering behind his tail.

"Listen, brat, you're not cool. Don't ever try that again, got it? You might be a cat, but you don't get to do what you want." Kia frowned. He wasn't trying to get something... Well, except for a new friend, but that didn't count 'cause Jerico would get a new friend too. "That's me." Jerico sighed, pulling off his jacket and turning it around to look for cat hairs. Kia didn't know that though, and tilted his head in confusion. What was Jerico doing? His jacket was fine, after all. Probably in a better condition than Kia's abused tail was... "Uncool," Jerico mumbled, wiping it off and putting it over his arm. He gave Kia one last lingering glare, the cat-teen still a little confused. "You can follow me or whatever, just don't try that again. Got. It?" With that, Jerico started to walk off.

Kia's frown grew. What was he supposed to do now? He wanted to become friends with Jerico, but he was so scary... And what was Kia supposed to do if he couldn't hug Jerico or talk to him? That was what friends were for! Talking and being close together. And there weren't any balls of yarn, and the books were all boring, and now that he was awake Kia didn't want to go back to sleep-- oh, what was a cat supposed to do? Especially in such a boring place like The Facility... Kia was about to go to the gym where he could play with all the toys when he heard someone behind him.

“Kia,” a voice asked, “would you like to help me with something?” Kia turned around to see Kaili. Oh, he's nice! I want to get to know him really well! Kia nodded quickly before he even heard the next part. Something about Kaili's voice was off, but Kia didn't really pay attention to it. “Could you be a sweetheart and show me around? I really don’t know where anything is…” Kia tilted his head before nodding again and tackling Kaili in a hug, rubbing his head right above Kaili's.... Problem. Purring from the feel of another warm body close to him, Kia looked up and smiled cheerfully.

"Of course! I want to get to know you really well, and we can spend lots of time together!" With that, Kia pulled away. He looked around, eyes glancing at Jerico, who was ignoring the two. I wonder if he wants to join us... Oh, but he told me not to bother him... Kia mentally shrugged before turning back to Kaili. "These are the bedrooms! Each of the doors has a name on it, and that's who gets the room." He motioned down the hall, towards the bathrooms. "My room is down there. Do you want to see the bathrooms? You're probably all sweaty from coming here..." Mind made up, Kia dashed towards the bathroom, opening the door and jumping inside, winking playfully to Kaili before ducking his head inside. Looking around, Kia shivered.

"It's cold," he muttered. It was usually kept cold unless you turned a shower on. It was supposed to save money, but it didn't really do anything but make it an uncomfortable place to be in. Kia looked back as Kaili slipped into the bathroom. "Do you want to take a shower? I can wait," Kia offered innocently.

Kirill Manson

Kir stood there in silence, merely blinking at the blonde man in front of him. He nodded hesitantly, obviously frightened by what had happened, though Kir was not about to make him feel better about it. Lilim and his other Angels would always attack any human which came near their master, countless times too. To say that it wouldn’t happen again would be exaggerating the truth. Kir decided it was best to keep quiet and for the other man to reply, he felt no need to continue talking. “An Angel, huh?” the blonde echoed, Kir nodded slightly in response. The blonde had a small grin on his face, though it didn’t seem malicious in any way, Kir however held a neutral expression now. “Does she eat any type of food?” Kir glanced towards the small puncture wounds in the man’s arm, but regarded them with nothing but a stare. “She seems a little hungry.” Kir thought for a second.

“No,” he replied in a blunt tone. “Angels do not need to eat food, however Lilim enjoys eating human food from time to time.” he glanced sideways at the creature which nodded in response and jumped from Kir’s shoulder and into his arms. “However the food here is terrible and she refuses to eat it.” Glancing down at the thing moving within his arms, it got comfortable, curling itself up and burying its head in Kir’s chest.

“So, Kir, my name's Asha, but feel free to call me Ash. Or, whatever you'd like for that matter. I don't really mind.” Ash laughed to himself, earning a confused look from Kir. His eyes narrowed slightly towards the other, slightly annoyed about the informal greeting. At least Kir gave his full name, he should not be treated any less important than other humans, despite his current position. If anything he should be treated better off than the others, but not all humans agreed with him. Asha suddenly clasped his hands together and Kir’s expression turned back to normal. Lilim jumped at the sudden noise, letting out a small hissing sound, however it quickly settled down once again when Kir stroked its back.

“So what would you like to do, Kir? We can do anything you like!” Kir smiled a little. “Besides go outside the Facility. That's kind of a no-no zone.” he quickly frowned and sighed under his breath, averting his gaze from the man in front and taking a look around the room.

“Why are humans so stubborn?” Kir uttered. Currently the only ones left in the room were Kir and his Spec, as well as another case -- female with long red hair. “Follow me.” Kir said as he shifted his gaze back to Asha. He turned on his heels, bending down and placing Lilim on the floor, picking up the book he was reading and closing it. He rose up, glancing over his shoulder at Asha before walking into the library. Lilim stayed behind, ensuring that Asha followed by growling at the man until he moved. It then followed them both inside the library, running past Asha and to its master’s feet. Kirill stood on his tip-toes once again, placing the book back in the exact same place as he found it. Lilim sat down by his feet and Kir turned to face Asha once again.

“Human named Asha,” Kir glanced around once again before taking a few steps towards Ash. “You know why you are here right?” he didn’t give the chance for Ash to reply. “Well forget about that!” he was in front of Asha now and pushed the man back into one of the bookcases. “I am a messenger of God, you will help me escape this prison so I can cleanse the world.” Kir smiled, however his smile was no longer the sweet one which he usually had. “If you don’t help me then I’ll kill you.” his hands wrapped around the man’s throat and a small noise rose up from Lilim, most likely a noise of encouragement. “Understand?” Kir’s eyes narrowed into a glare and he tightened his grip around the other male, beginning to choke him.

Jennifer walked down the hall way away from her room, and towards the dining hall where the cases were supposed to meet their specs. Jennifer already figured that the specs weren’t here to be their friends, just to monitor them and keep them under control. Like if, they couldn’t control half of us if they tried. Jen thought to herself, but that wasn’t all true, she had a sort of shock bracelet on her that diluted her powers, and gave a nasty shock. But this isn’t the only thing that would neglate her powers, water also does. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that she, like all cases, has a power, and hers is control over fire, or also known as pyrokinesis.

As Jennifer walked into the dining hall she noticed she wasn’t the last case to enter, seeing the other two cases which she doesn’t know much, but just enough to know who and what they are. One was a cat, which that basically was the kids power, his name was Kai or Kia, or something like that His power was cute, but pointless in any conflict. The other case wasn’t their yet, his name being Kirill, and having the power of creating creatures, basically out of thin air, cool, but kind of stupid.Unimportant, weak powers… Jennifer said to herself in her head, Jen walked over to a seat at the other end of the room, and sat down, relaxing.

As Jen sat, she started to play with a little fire that she created on the table, changing the flame size and even then color a couple times from a red, to orange, yellow, pink, and other colors. The flame disappeared as she heard the door open and seeing the last case enter the room with a book and sat down to begin to read it. Jen rolled her eyes and then went back to playing with fire, until the door opened again, and three guys walked in. “Specs…” she mumbled as she turned back around, waiting to be approached by hers, which couldn’t be hard for whoever he was, Jennifer was the only girl case, but now she just listened and observed the specs, seeing how they are.

First, when the three specs entered, the cat boy turned back into a normal human and approached them, saying his name, and such stuff like that. Then one spec approached Kirill, but was attacked by one of Kirill’s creatures, Jennifer giggling during that. After that she heard the cat boy talk to one of the specs, hearing her name. So he’s my specs, at least he’s good looking. But right after that, another spec grabbed the boy and dragged him down the hallway, leaving her spec alone, but him just going and sitting down in a chair. And he’s lazy, ehh, he’s not as bad as that cat’s spec. Said with a laugh, relaxing, waiting for her Spec.

As Jenny waited, and waited for her spec, she didn’t get agitated or bored, there was nothing else she could possibly do here, but as she finally realized that her spec had left following the cat and the other spec, along with Kirill and his spec, also gone. “Great, I could easily now destroy this place, nah, then I would have nothing better to do.” Jennifer said out loud but in a quiet like whisper voice as she stood up, and walked out of the dining hall. And into one of the random hallways, luckily she heard voices way down the hallway, but Jen just took her time, she was in no rush.

As Jen walked down the hallway, she got closer and closer to the voices, but right as she saw who they were; catboy, his spec, and her own spec, her own spec and cat boy darted off, but just towards the bathrooms. Jennifer just walked up to the other spec and glanced at him real quick. “Looks like you just got jacked, but then again, you do have that shocker on your case you can use.” Jennifer said with a gentle giggle before continuing to her own spec, and eavesdropping on a little bit of their conversation.

"My room is down there. Do you want to see the bathrooms? You're probably all sweaty from coming here...” Jennifer looked down the hallway, seeing her spec, and knew pretty much what he was thinking by how his facial expression was. Awe, how cute, my spec has a crush on the little cat. Jen laughed to herself, was she walked up to them, hearing the cat boy again. ”It’s cold “Heh, as if…” Jennifer said as she snapped and fire appeared in her hand then, she throwing it against a wall in the bathroom, it disappearing but making the bathroom more than warm.

“Now, Mister Spec, just to let you know, I’m Jennifer, and once your done having “fun” with kitty cat here, you can start doing your job.” Jen said while making quotation marks with her hands as she said fun, and smiled. Mind as well let him have fun before ruin his day… She said in her mind, giggling out loud, as she walked down the hallway.

Asha Laken

Kir seemed like an odd one, Ash couldn't help but think as he stood patiently by and waited for a reply, blinking widely and dumbly. He didn't mind though. He expected that with a job like this. As much as yes, he did really need the money, he didn't take this specific job just for that reason. He took it knowing fully well what he was getting into. His higher-ups thought he had just the right amount of 'oblivious enthusiasm' (whatever that meant) for the job. All the specs were picked accordingly--they were the ones chosen that seemed best suited to handle their cases. Now, Ash didn't know anything about the other specs--although he surely would be glad to--he was confident. This was a job he would be able to do.

“Why are humans so stubborn?” Kir mumbled, distracting Ash from his mindless mental ramble. The blond cocked his head, a little confused, but not insulted in the least. Humans, though? What was that supposed to mean? What did those files say...? Something about creatures, being wary, and... He was sure there was something important he was forgetting. “Follow me.”

Ash took a step forward, glad to follow Kir wherever the boy wanted to go, but hesitated as the little 'Angel' stayed behind. He frowned and inched around the growling little creature, careful to avoid its large teeth, before bouncing around it and quickly catching up to Kirill in the library, stumbling forward a little on his way in. He watched as Kir put the book away before taking a look around the room, amused by all the books collected in there. Still, it somehow felt more like a storage area than a library. It was stuffy, uncomfortable, dust; not at all like the spacious, serene, sunny libraries he was used to. Not that he read all that often. It was just something he couldn't help but take note of. He didn't care for it.

He re-focused his attention back to Kir as the albino turned around to face him from the bookshelf. “Human named Asha,” the boy said in that strange way again, using 'human' in the third person, as if he weren't one himself. “You know why you are here right?” Ash didn't have to think very hard about that question. Of course he knew why he was here. He wouldn't be here if he didn't. What a silly question. He opened his mouth to reply, but found himself nervously cut-off by the closeness of Kir, who suddenly shouted. “Well forget about that!” Ash winced as he was shoved into the bookcase behind him, some books toppling over on the floor on the other side.

“I am a messenger of God, you will help me escape this prison so I can cleanse the world.” That. That was odd. Definitely. Ash wanted to take a step back--not to make Kir feel out of place, but so he could regain his composure--but the bookcase was too painfully close behind him, and in front stood Kir, hardly a foot away. Kir smiled at him in a familiar sort of way that sent shivers down his spine and up again. As familiar as it was--control--he found himself unable to explain to himself why. “If you don’t help me then I’ll kill you.” Kir explained it for him. His hands wrapped around Ash's throat, making the blond gasp from the suddenness of it. “Understand?”

Ash looked Kir in the eyes, knowing it would be easy to reach a hand into his pocket and press the button that would stop all this, stop this kid from trying to choke the life out of him, but he resisted. If he did that, then Kir would be hurt, and he would have to let go. Maybe he didn't want him to let go. As darkness crept to the corners of his vision, his forcibly bright expression turned to a neutral one. He didn't care. It was just simply who he was. But if he was killed--or even passed out and found later--who would take his place? Who would care for Kir instead of him? It could be anybody. It could even be a guy like Bull. Closing his eyes and taking one hand away from those that pressed into his wind pipe, Ash reached into his pocket and pressed the button, sending a small shock into Kir--not strong enough to hurt him long term, but enough to get him to let go. Ash's feet hit the ground and he rubbed at his neck, panting some. "Sorry," he said after a moment of awkward silence. His apology was genuine. He was genuinely sorry for harming Kir for trying to kill him.

Ash brought the smile back to his face. "I don't think I can do that," he said slowly, choosing his words carefully. "But between you and me, I'm here for you. I just might do whatever you want me to, whether you try killing me again or not." It was a little eery, how cheerily he managed to spit that out, but it was normal for Asha. He took the shocker out of his pocket and tossed it to Kir. "I'm sorry," he said again. "It won't happen again."

Jerico Jayvee

As he was studying the doors down the hall, Jerico was too focused on figuring out which way he should go to notice the disappearance of his case. At the silence, he glanced over his shoulder, seeing emptiness where the cat-boy once stood. He hmph-ed to himself, caring less about what could happen to the little runt. He was annoying anyway. Despite being part cat--seriously, how perfect could it be that his case was a cat?--Kia was still an annoying human. Well, half human. Whatever.

The female spec he'd vaguely taken notice to in the room came out into the hallway and spotted him. She was a really pretty brawd, he had to admit. “Looks like you just got jacked, but then again, you do have that shocker on your spec you can use.” The girl giggled, making him give her a weird look before she turned and walked down the other end of the hallway.

Jerico shrugged. "This way," he finally decided, murmuring to himself as he started down one doorway. The doorway led him to another hall with three other doorways. He blinked, taking one door and ending up in another room with another door. This went on for a good few minutes until he stopped long enough to kick the wall in frustration. "Lost, lost, lost. I'm lost!" He growled, kicking the wall once more for a good effect. It was good nobody was around. That would be totally uncool. "Dammit." He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, having put his jacket back on a short while ago. He couldn't tell where he was anymore or if he was even just making circles around the place. He was about reading to give up and start down the way he came when he heard voices in the hall next to the one he was currently in. Familiar voices.

Gritting his teeth and just knowing that that punk spec was over there with his case, Jerico pulled his hood up and stomped over to the other hallway, ignoring the girl as she walked carelessly by him. He didn't think much of her as he got to the entrance of what he assumed was the bathroom--make a mental note. "Exactly you're doing?" he asked shortly, glaring between the two. He snobbily turnred his head away, walking into the room and grabbing Kia by the arm, squeezing. "Whatever it is you're trying to do, give it up." He frowned, directing his glare to Kaili and pointing at Kia. "This? Mine," he replaced his annoyed tone to more of a stuck-up one, as if he were talking to a young child. "Understand, pretty boy?" He smiled, though there was nothing sweet about it, leaning in closer to Kaili's face with the intentions of intimidating him, all the while still holding onto Kia's arm. "Or is there going to be a problem?"

Kaili Bowman

When Kia pounced on Kaili, 3 thoughts ran through his mind

Fuck him…right now

Aw, he’s so cute! At this point Kaili had wrapped his arms around the smaller boy, who was rubbing himself again his lower abdomen, right above his ‘little Kaili’. Kia started then to purr and Kaili felt his self control crack right then and there. The final thought pushed through the rest and screamed in his mind shouting as loud as a thought could;

Kiss him, tie him up, and THEN screw him senseless? Alright?

Kia tilted his head up and looked at Kaili, smiling happily, “Of course! I want to get to know you really well, and we can spend lots of time together!” At that point Kia let go of him, and Kaili had to hold back a groan. He wanted nothing more than do pull that small body up against his, kiss him senseless and walk away with no more hard on and a flushed Kia with lust filled eyes.

He focused his thoughts back on the boy in front of him, and caught him looking after his spec, Jerico, if he remembered correctly. A punkass bastard who didn’t seem to understand Kaili wanted to screw him. And when he wants something, by Gods will he fight over it; just to use it and give it back when he had been satisfied.

“These are the bedrooms!” he told Kaili gleefully, a smile painted eternally on his face, “Each of the doors has a name on it, and that’s who gets the room.” he waved his hand down the hall, “My rooms down there.

Yes, take me there so I can tie you to your bed and kiss you and touch you and make you scream and wither-

“ Do you want to see the bathrooms? You’re probably all sweaty from coming here…”

Change of plans, get him into the shower, naked, and then fuck him.

Kia dashed down the hallway toward the bathroom, tail swishing in contentment along with his perfectly shaped ass…his ears twitching every now and then, Kaili’s nether regions twitching along with it. Dear God he wanted that boy right now.

Cat-boy threw open the door and rushed inside, winking playfully at Kaili and before completely disappearing. As Kaili walked it, shaking his head at the cute and unknowingly flirty boy, he saw Kia shiver, “its cold.”

I can warm you up…anywhere you want me too Kia.

“Do you want to take a shower? I can wait.” the smaller boy offered cutely.

Kaili thought about it, taking a shower, over screwing Kia in the shower. He wanted both. Little Kaili jumped again and he groaned softly, his mind once again torturing him pleasantly at the images it provided. Seeing the knob to turn on the shower, he put it on hot, adjusting the dial to fit his temperature, “If you want to take a shower with me, that would be fine too,” he tried to keep his voice from cracking, “I understand if you don’t, I don’t mind either way, Kia. I don’t want to force you to do something you don’t want to. Okay?” He felt a genuine smile light his face and he reached out the touch the boy’s cat ears, enjoying the softness of the fur against his skin. The thought of how good that fur would feel along the rest of his body, especially his lower body, briefly crossed his mind.

After some time he pulled his hand back and pushed his glasses up, before tugging up his shirt, revealing a toned chest, chiseled to perfection. It wasn’t every girls dream; rock hard 8 pack and a ripped body. However that did not mean Kaili was fat by any means. His lithe body was lean, wiry muscles coiled under his skin. He didn’t dare pull down his pants. He was throbbing in pain, though his face betrayed none of it. Glancing at the cute and innocent boy, the steam fogging the room, he took one step closer to him, his body almost flush against his.

“Kia?” he asked slowly a grin spreading across his face.

fuck him, fuck him, fuck him, Gods just fuck the boy! His mind screamed and raged at him making him internally cringe.

He leaned down, gripping the boy’s shoulder in a firm but lose grip and lowered his head. His lips brushed against Kia’s hair, the smell of sunshine and warmth wafting into his nose. He was just about to let go of his shoulder, in favor of pressing his chapped lips against those soft, full lips when he heard movement behind him.

A low snarl escaped Kaili’s mouth and he gently shoved Kia away from him, knowing full well who it was going to be. Another snarl, louder than the first, ripped itself out of his chest before he could stop it. Eyes narrowed and glasses glinting, he turned around to fact Jerico.

“Exactly what are you doing?” he asked, tone menacing, a glare passing between the two. Kaili who was standing in front of Kia, blocking him from Jerico’s view. When he saw him start forward, he was torn between stopping him with his bare hands, and fists, but in the end he moved slightly aside, casting Kia a pitiful look. If this was his spec the boy had a lot of rough treatment ahead.

Jerico pushed past him and took a hold of Kia’s arm, squeezing tightly, “Whatever it is you’re trying to do, give it up.” He scowled and glared at Kaili heatedly. He raised his hand and pointed at the now scared boy, “This? Mine.” He bit out. He looked back at Kia, “Understand, pretty boy?” Jerico smiled, though Kaili could tell there was no sweetness behind it, just malice. He growled lowly, looking away from the scene briefly.

The kid had to be scared shitless. Hell, he should have been scared when Kaili kissed his head, brushing against his ears. All Kaili could think of was that he wanted to comfort the boy. Comfort him; then fuck him, but comfort all the less. Just because he enjoyed sex a little too much didn’t mean he was some heartless bastard. Like the asshole Jerico.

He felt Jerico move and noticed he was in front of him. Kaili yawned in his face, a smug smile splitting his face.

“Or is that going to be a problem?” the golden eyed asswipe spit out, still holding Kia’s arm tightly.

Stepping back, Kaili’s smug smile dropping and his slowly removed Jerico’s grip on the small boy, finger by finger, bending them back a little too far, on accident of course.

Then he reached over and turned off the shower, muscles flexing ever so slightly at the movement. The steam still floated about, but no more was being added and water wasn’t being wasted as Kaili fought down his anger.

“First you little fucking sonofabitch,” he ground out, stepping between Jerico and Kia, “Don’t you dare treat Kia like that. He’s not your damn toy-

No, he’s your toy…be a hypocrite that’s alright. To a degree your correct. He has no right to hurt him. Neither do you…shouldn’t you just leave him be?

“-he’s a person just like me and you.” Kaili pushed every thought his traitor mind said to him and continued angrily, “Don’t treat him like a piece of shit you douche bag.”

He was seething. How dare someone, especially someone who was supposed to make sure he was content and happy, hurt someone.

How…dare he do that….

It made Kaili angry. It made him want to punch Jerico in the face and keep punching him until his golden eyes were dull and lifeless. It made him want to…it made him…

…he wanted those rough hands on him. He wanted those eyes glaring into his as Kaili screamed in pain and pleasure. He wanted-

No…that’s… Kaili tried to clear his mind, of those thoughts but they were just as stubborn as Kia’s were. They made him hard, the thought of not topping…the thought of submissing himself to Jerico.

At that point he realized two things; He loved Kia. No, not in the way married couples love each other. But protective love. It didn’t mean that Kaili no longer wanted him, but it added a layer of emotions he was not used to. He didn’t want to push Kia into anything he didn’t want. If the boy let him kiss him, he would. If the allowed him to touch him; he would. Only with Kia’s permission.

It was odd though, the thought of waiting for someone’s permission to do something to them. Most times the men and women he courted were drunk and would let him to anything he wanted to, no questions asked before, during, or after. A new concept indeed.

The second thing Kaili knew he would regret as soon as he did it. But before his brain could fully wrap its hands around what he was about to do, his body reacted.

He grabbed Jerico’s shirt and pulled him to him, snarling, “You’re a sick mother-fucking bastard.” and proceeded to kiss him.

It wasn’t a soft, I-like-you-and-your-lips-taste-sweet, kiss. Although Jerico’s lips did taste sweet, like candy. No, it was a rough, violent, I’m-not-sure-why-I’m-kissing-you-I-hate-your-guts, kiss. His brain catching up to him, Kaili slowly pulled himself away from Jerico, his lips slightly swollen and red from the kiss, and smirked.

On the inside he was freaking out. Why did he just kiss that sonofabitch? Why did he like it? But Kaili showed none of that inner turmoil. No, he smirked widely, grinning at a shocked Jerico.

He leaned back in, his mouth right next to his ear, “If you like that bastard, I got more of it to come.” He laughed snobbishly and walk out of the bathroom, trying not to wipe his lips viciously. Sweet, like candy. Like lollipops…like whipped cream.

No, not like whipped cream, just…sugar. But you wouldn’t mind putting whipped cream all over him would you? Kaili mind asked him. He scowled darkly and shook his head. No fucking way in hell would he ever-

With Kia with him? the mind inputting, making Kaili pause. Jerico, that sick goddamn bastard, and Kia, a sweet loveable little boy who trusts too easily.

He could dig that. Kaili could dig that. Now he wanted that. Not that he was going to get it. Those kinds of chances would only come around if he was able to get the kid drunk, and the stuck up prick willing to get shitfaced.

Kaili walked down the hallways not noticing the swaying of pink hair in front of him until it was too late.

“Ow, fuck!” he cursed loudly, glaring at the idiot he just ran into. Pink flooded his vision. Jennifer’s hair was pink. Was this…

“You’re Jen, aren’t you?” Kaili asked through narrowed eyes, rubbing his bruised nose, “You control fire, don’t you?” His eyes raked over her small body and began to grin, wincing when his nose throbbed in warning. So he settled for just staring at her amazing chest. The Gods had blessed her. If it wasn’t for the fact that she was abnormal, and in this horrid place, he would be sure that guys, and girls, fawned over her all day.

“Well Jennifer, I am your spec,” he managed to smile without hurting his nose and his glasses rested coolly against the hot flesh, “name’s Kaili. You may call me Kaili and Kaili only, okay?” he smiled wider, a semi-genuine smile with no malice or harmful undertones, all the while trying to ignore the dull pain of his nose.

Kia Felix

Kia watched curiously as Kaili turned on the shower, adjusting the dial so it was comfortably warm. Kia hadn't taken a shower yet (he usually took them before going to sleep, and he could always turn into a cat and clean himself that way), so he wouldn't mind taking one too... But he didn't have any other clothes, and it would be rude to just leave Kaili there... Or something like that. “If you want to take a shower with me, that would be fine too,” Kaili offered, voice sounding a little off. “I understand if you don’t, I don’t mind either way, Kia. I don’t want to force you to do something you don’t want to. Okay?” He reached out and lightly touched Kia's ears. Kia almost rubbed his head against Kaili's ears, the gentle touch sending shivers up Kia's spine. He never knew why, but whenever someone touched his ears or certain parts of his tail it just felt good. It wasn't something he could recreate very well, so he loved it when he turned into a cat and got someone to pet him. After a moment, Kaili pulled his hand back, instead pulling off his shirt.

Kia tilted his head slightly, face blushing a little. He wasn't exactly an expert amount human bodies, but something about Kaili... He was attractive. He wasn't like one of the men in one of Kia's romance movies, where the hero always had a perfect tan and amazing abs, but Kaili had a lean, wiry body. He kept his pants on, which confused Kia a little. Weren't you supposed to be naked when you took showers? Or was Kaili just uncomfortable about showing himself to Kia? The cat-boy could understand that. He had taken a while to get used to taking showers in such an open place, especially since he hadn't been all that used to having other people see his ears and tail. It was nice to be able to walk around without hiding them, though. See, I can be normal, Kia thought to himself. He was brought back to Earth when he heard Kaili step forward, so they practically touched.

“Kia?” Kaili asked, a smile slowly spreading over his face. He leaned forward, gently grabbing Kia's shoulder and pushing his lips into Kia's hair, breathing in and out in a way that made his hot breath feel comfortable on Kia's scalp. Kaili's nose briefly brushed over one of Kia's ears, and the cat-boy felt a shudder roll down his spine, despite the fact that the bathroom had quickly heated up. Kia felt Kaili about to move when they both heard a noise from behind Kia. A snarl escaped from Kaili's mouth, and Kia found himself being gently pushed away from Kaili. The blond frowned, confused. What was happening? Another snarl left Kaili as he turned around. Kia looked around the taller spec to see Jerico. Instantly a whimper escaped from Kia's mouth. Oh no...

“Exactly what are you doing?” Jerico asked, glare switching from the two. Kia gulped, wishing he could disappear or transform into a smaller animal. Something told him that it would probably not work, and that he shouldn't even waste his time. Jerico started forward, and Kaili hesitated but let him pass. Kia let out a semi-loud whimper as his spec roughly grabbed onto his arm, his fingers in a vice-like grip. “Whatever it is you’re trying to do, give it up.” Jerico pointed at the shivering boy, who was slightly wet from the shower. “This? Mine.” Kia didn't really like being referred to as like an item, but he wasn't about to mention it. He was just trying to disappear into the ground and not start crying from the hard grasp that was slowly cutting the circulation off from his arm.

“Understand, pretty boy?” Kia was confused, though his face was more scared and nervous than anything at this point. Was Jerico talking to him or Kaili? Was he supposed to listen to Jerico? Did this mean that Kia couldn't be friends with Kaili? That wouldn't be nice. Kia liked Kaili, and thought they'd get along together. Probably better then Jerico, Kia thought somewhat miserably. Speaking of Kaili, the spec moved away and growled lowly, looking over the scene. Jerico, aggressive and holding onto 'his' case. Kia, who was scared for the first time in a while, mostly because of Jerico. Suddenly Jerico moved again, this time right in front of Kaili. I don't want them to fight, Kia thought. He wanted to be friends with Jerico, too, but he was scary... And Kaili wasn't. That was the biggest difference between the two.

“Or is that going to be a problem?” Jerico asked harshly, not loosening his grip on Kia at all. Kaili stepped back, smug smile fainting, and slowly removed Jerico's grip on Kia, one finger at a time. He pulled the fingers back a little too much, but Kia figured it was just on accident... After all, they wouldn't fight, right? That wouldn't be nice! Kaili then turned off the shower, so the water stopped pouring onto the three. Kia shook his head a little, spraying water everywhere. He glanced at Jerico before stepping away a little, backing into a corner. He didn't want to get in the middle of anything that might happen. Though, hopefully, nothing would.

“First you little fucking sonofabitch,” Kaili started, stepping between Jerico and his case, “Don’t you dare treat Kia like that. He’s not your damn toy- he’s a person just like me and you.” Kia felt something warm inside. It wasn't the first time someone had said he was a person, but it was the first time it wasn't his parents... Usually people thought he was a monster, or at the very least a freak of nature, meant to be in zoos or in a freak show of sorts. It was a new feeling, and made Kia wish he could wrap it up and hug it, like a stuffed-animal. “Don’t treat him like a piece of shit you douche bag.” Kia swallowed, unused to hearing someone swear so much. Well, much for his ears. But still, most of his thoughts were on Kaili.

It was hard to describe how Kia felt about the spec. He wanted to be friends, certainly, but it was the first time anyone had ever called him a person. It had been the first time anyone ever asked for his help in doing anything other than chores, and it was almost Kia's first shower with someone he wasn't related to. He wasn't sure how that fit in, but he had a vague feeling that it was somewhat important. But, more than anything, Kia felt like he'd actually have a close friend in the next few months (because, really, how long could he be stuck in The Facility?). And since Kia had never had a proper friend, that was something important to him. Something he wanted, more than anything.

Well, almost anything, Kia thought before mentally shaking his head. That wasn't going to happen. Not here. After all, Jennifer was pretty, but she wasn't... The right one. Kia still didn't realize that it was possible for two men, or two women, to have any kind of close relationship other than friendship... Something that would probably disappear if he spent anymore time with Kaili.

“You’re a sick mother-fucking bastard.” Kia let out a loud gasp as Kaili suddenly pulled Jerico into a rough kiss. It was nothing like the kisses Kia saw on television, or in the movies. It wasn't one of love. No, it was one of passion, of hate and violence. It was absolutely bizarre, but something about it... Kia loved it. He couldn't tear his eyes away from it. It was so alien, like nothing he had ever seen before, and he wanted to understand it. They finally pulled apart, Jerico looking absolutely furious, but Kaili looked smug. He smirked openly, leaning back in, his words echoing in the bathroom.

“If you like that bastard, I got more of it to come.” With that, Kaili walked out of the bathroom, leaving Kia alone with Jerico.... Which might have brought back fear in any other person, but Kia was still in minor shock from the sight. He snapped out of it quickly, with a single blink, and looked at Jerico. Kia struggled to put it into words, and made it as simple as his mind could make it.

"That was interesting... Could I see something like that again?" He said it with all the innocence of a young child asking to see a magic trick one more time, or even someone wanting to see a good movie again. He clearly didn't understand what had just happened. "I'm sorry Jerico is mad at me... What was Kaili trying to do, though?" Kia asked, shaking as much water off as possible. "I don't get why you're so mad. We were only going to take a shower together." Kia turned into a small house cat, shook more water off, and transformed back. He stepped out of the shower, walking over to the closet that held towels and grabbing two. He cheerfully walked back and handed one to Jerico. "Well, are you going to do something...? Are you ok?" Kia asked. Jerico still seemed to be in shock.

Kirill Manson


Both of Ash’s hands wrapped around the wrist of those at his own throat. It was strange -- confusing to Kir -- that the boy could be so calm in a situation like this; one where he was being chocked to death. His face held a neutral expression, golden orbs staring into the piercing red ones of Kir. Kir could not return the neutral expression, his face only held one of pure confusion. Suddenly one of Asha’s hands removed itself from Kir’s wrist and a loud cry arose from Lilim. Kir’s eyes widened in the mere second before being painfully shocked from the ankle upwards. On impulse he let go and stumbled backwards, lowering his head to stare down at the ground. A slight tingling sensation still raced throughout his body but it didn’t actually hurt. Lilim moved to glance up at her master’s dazed face, sitting down and staring straight up as Kir continued to bend over.

Suddenly he blinked and his eyes darted all over his body to try and find the source of the shocking. Lilim tugged at his trouser leg, indicating that said device was located around his ankle. Kir already knew this as he had been shocked many-a-time before, however during the confusion he had forgotten all about the metal band around his leg.

“Sorry,” Asha panted, Kir straightened himself up and narrowed his eyes a little at the blonde rubbing his neck. Lilim began to growl, hissing and snarling at the man in front. She arched her back with both wings straightened out, seemingly like daggers now. “I don't think I can do that,” Kir narrowed his eyes as Ash’s usual smile was brought back to his face. “But between you and me, I'm here for you. I just might do whatever you want me to, whether you try killing me again or not.” His tone was cheery, though it held no obvious lie behind it. Kir’s expression softened a little, though he was confused as to why a human would willingly help him.

“I'm sorry,” Ash said as he took a remote from his pocket and threw it to Kir. Lilim was the one to catch it though, jumping up and catching the device with her mouth. “It won't happen again.” Kir nodded slowly, holding out his open palm until Lilim dropped the device onto it.

Up until now, Kir had not taken his eyes from Ash, he had stared at the male with an emotionless expression plastered on his face. Now Kir allowed his gaze to move on from Ash and focus on the remote in his palm. He curled his fingers around it and glanced back up at Asha. No words escaped his mouth though, Kir merely wandered off past Ash and to the other side of the bookcase where he picked up the books which had fallen during the incident. He passed the remote to Lilim who happily took it within her mouth and flew to the top of the shelf, dropping the remote inside a plant pot and making a clattering sound as it hit the bottom. The plant pot held artificial flowers in it, all white roses. The pot itself was completely black and didn’t show what was inside at all. The fake roses and their black pot were the only decoration in the room, the white of the roses being the brightest colour in the entire building.

Kir held the fallen books in his arms, however he didn’t bother to return them to the shelves, instead he wandered back around to where Ash is and gave them to him. “Put them back.” Kir said in an instructive tone, one which didn’t need questioning. Kir kept a single book under his arm as he went to exit the library. He stopped and turned, “In the right place.” before turning back around and leaving. Lilim hissed at Ash before following her master out.

Kir settled down on a chair in the dinning room, opening the book and placing it on the table where he began to read. Lilim settled itself down upon the table too, in the centre and reading the book in an upside down fashion. Another of the creature’s manifested itself on Kir’s head, leaning over and also reading the book. One could have mistaken it for another part of Kir’s hair, if not for the red which surrounded its mouth. It was close to falling, even more so as Kir bowed his head more to read, the creature’s claws dug itself into Kir’s scalp in order to keep itself on. “Zeruel that hurts.” Kir grumbled but didn’t bother to straighten up. It was weird that the boy knew each creature without even looking at them.

Jennifer walked by the cat’s spec with a smirk. Oh, stuff is about to get hot.Jen said as she looked back as the spec, watching him go into the bathroom, and then hearing some shouting. “Now, what shall I do, go to the library and read about pointless things, go to my room and sleep, or just walk around aimlessly around the Facility until my own spec finds me? I like option three the best…” Jen said, having a conversation with herself, as she walked around aimlessly around the Facility.

As Jen walked around the place, going in circles many times, and now even lost. “Ah, the great Facility, home to a lot of secret stuff, and supposedly sciencey stuff, sounds like fun…” Jen mumbled to herself, Yeah, and why are we here, besides killing people… Jen laughed as she continued as she walked down a hallway examining that every door has a special lock, designed just for workers of the Facility. There must be a reason why we are here, unless we are just to stay here like prisoners. Jen kept thinking to herself, all about the Facility and why .

Jennifer then stopped to think about they each had one spec. Why would they think these normal people can control us, and what about this bracelet, what exactly will the shock do? Jenny looked at her wrist, staring at the bracelet, her mind racing of how bad the charge could be. Jennifer has tried to burn the bracelet off of herself many times, but all it does is make the red light turn off, then nothing else, and then it won’t even break. At least it looks stylish , unlike the rest of this hell hole. She said as she shook her head and looked around her, then realizing where she was, in another hallway…

Jen slumped against the wall relaxing, which is all she mostly did around here. Her hair going over half her face, showing only one of her eyes, she was used to her hair being like this, always had it this way, always making her beautiful. Talking about looks, the specs aren’t all that bad… Jen said as she looked up at the ceiling. “Kirill’s spec I didn’t really get a good look at. Kitty’s spec had the cool, sexy hot look, and mine, ehh, he is pretty handsome, but I’m not that much into suit and glasses; they make people look like they are higher than everyone else.” She said, snapping and a fire appearing in her hand, But, I’m definably higher on the food chain Jen said with a smirk.

As Jenny stood back up, she didn’t realize someone was walking down the hallway, so as she unslumped off the wall and turned to walk, she felt someone walk right into her, which kind of made her mad. ”Ow, fuck! She heard him say as she turned around, with fire in her hands to see who it was, but was surprise to see her spec. “You’re Jen, aren’t you?” Jen put the fire out that was in her hands, and smiled. “Why yes, I am Jen, Jennifer to be more precise.” She said leaning back against the wall.

Hmm, up close he doesn’t look so bad, kinda cute too... Jen said as she continued to smile. “You control fire, don’t you? Jen giggled at his question, then snapping and making fire appear in her hands. “Once again, yes. And by the way, I don’t have to snap to make it appear, I just do that for show.” Jen then instantly made it disappear. But can you stand the heat… She thought to herself, looking at her spec. And I wonder what his name is… She said, looking at his eyes, knowing where they were staring, but just ignoring it.

“Well Jennifer, I am your spec,” Kind of already knew that Jen said in her head, “And your name is Mr. Spec?” Jennifer said then after realizing she hadn’t even found out his name yet. “name’s Kaili. You may call me Kaili and Kaili only, okay?” Jennifer laughed, Exactly why I don’t like people in suits and fancy, but he IS pretty handsome though! “And what would happen if I were to call you something else, would I be thrown into my room for the rest of my time here?” She said as she laughed, standing back up. “So K,” Jen saying K, instead of Kaili, on purpose with a smile. “Where now? Also, one question I HAVE to ask, can you handle the heat?” She said smiling, a flirtasous smile.

Asha Laken

Seeing the 'Angel' grow angry was all that made Ash feel nervous. Otherwise, he was stoic, relaxed. The idea of death had never been a bother to him. He hated pain as much as the next guy, but he wasn't one to complain. He wouldn't, even though his throat begged for water and the places where Kir had pressed his fingers into his neck still slightly ached. He would shrug it off, just like he did when Delilah smacked him in the face with the door, and when James dropped him upside down, or like he'd always done in the past. It didn't phase him before and it wouldn't now.

He waited patiently by as Kir took care of the control to his shock bracelet and went to pick up the books off the ground. He merely blinked when the boy handed them over to him. He held them, looking down at the dusty, titleless books in his arms for a moment before turning his head up to give Kir a quizzical look. “Put them back.” Kir simply said. Ash took it less as an order and more as a request. A request sounded more pleasing to him, like he was doing Kir a favor. “In the right place.”

"Oh," Ash replied. "Okay." And he did as he was told, turning around to the bookshelf as Kir left the room and continuing to put the books away. When he was done, he checked them over one more time to make sure they were all in their proper order before deciding to leave the room in search of his case. However, it only took him a few turns around the wrong hallway before he ended up in an already occupied area. He paused when he saw the two standing there, a male and a female, and suddenly wondered if he was bothering them in some way; then he remembered that the girl was a case and he recognized the man as a fellow spec.

He smiled and gave them a short wave. "Heya! I'm sorry if I'm, um, bothering either of you, but could either of you tell me how to get back to the dining area?" He scratched the back of his head sheepishly, thinking himself to be the biggest idiot in the universe for getting lost in such a small area. Indoors, no less, and even after a tour. He quickly glanced at his watch, squinting over the long scratch that covered most of the numbers, before looking up at them again. "It's almost lunch anyway. I heard we're all supposed to have some sort of meeting." He smiled brightly once again. "It'll be nice to talk to you. So, which way, huh? I don't want to take you away from each other... So if you could just point me in the right direction, I could probably find it myself." Moron. I'm a moron.

Jerico Javey

Jerico watched Kaili with narrowed eyes, silently daring the other man to make a move. He wasn't a fighter, really, but he wasn't against dirty work when it was necessary. He was a civilized bad boy, to say the least. When Kaili stepped forward, he took a step to the side, yanking Kia with him until his fingers were pried forcibly from the smaller boy's arm. He resisted the urge to growl, staying quiet with his eyes never leaving Kaili's once the entire time. He thought he was so smug, so great, so hot. And so what if he was? Yeah, so he could probably pick up a chick or two. Big-flipping-deal. All he was to Jerico was an overheated piece of crap.

“First you little fucking sonofabitch,” Kaili snapped. Jerico felt like he was going to lose his cool right then and there, but he swallowed and forced himself to stay put. It wouldn't be good to get fired from his job on the first day for beating the crap out of some bigoted asshole. “Don’t you dare treat Kia like that. He’s not your damn toy he’s a person just like me and you. Don’t treat him like a piece of shit you douche bag." Again, Jerico found himself biting down on his tongue. Language, language, he thought snobbishly. The mouth on this one was about as ugly as his ego. Of course, he supposed if he really thought about it, he was being a tad hypocritical. But he didn't really think about it.

There was a long silence after that, in which Jerico's frown twisted back into a confident smirk. He was sure that he'd won and that the hot-head fizzled himself out, running out of nasty little insults to throw at him. They all bounced off Jerico and landed uselessly in the air, dying from lack of impact and oxygen all the same. He was used to people snapping at him like this, getting in his face. The trick, he knew, was to stay cool about it. There was just something about Kaili, though, that still managed to get his blood boiling, even during the short-term silence that befell them. Usually, he'd be over it and leave the area with some sort of casually tossed remark to assert his position as winner, but now, all he felt like doing was punching this jerk in the face, shoving him into a wall, kicking him in the groin--something. It was strange.

Kaili reached out and pulled Jerico towards him by his shirt--an action that came too suddenly for him to react. “You’re a sick mother-fucking bastard.” Jerico was about to push away to avoid an assumed recoil of Kaili's outburst, but what came next shocked the breath out of him--and trust me when I say, that never happens. It was harsh, angry, passionate, and lasting for only one heated moment. It was a kiss. A kiss between him and Kaili.

Shocked into silence, when Kaili pushed him away, the only move Jerico had left to play was to cover his mouth and wipe furiously at it, as if he'd just tasted the worst flavor in the world. In all honesty, it hadn't been half bad. “If you like that bastard, I got more of it to come.” And with that, Kaili left. Suddenly, Jerico didn't feel so much like celebrating his victory. He just felt disgusted. And annoyed. And like he wanted to punch the lights out of the nearest moving object that decided to bother him.

Luckily for him, that object happened to be Kia. "That was interesting... Could I see something like that again?" Jerico spun on his heel, turning to look at Kia with wide eyes. Did...did he just hear what he thought he heard come out of such an innocent-looking mouth? Weird. This whole situation is weird. "I'm sorry Jerico is mad at me... What was Kaili trying to do, though?" He quickly pulled out a lozenge to suck on just to get the taste of Kaili out of his mouth, narrowing his eyes down at Kia. "I don't get why you're so mad. We were only going to take a shower together." This kid was going to get raped. In fact, Jerico wouldn't be surprised if one of the reasons he was here was because it happened already. Was he joking? Could anybody in the world, at this age, be this impossibly ignorant? "Well, are you going to do something...? Are you ok?"

Jerico crossed his arms and 'hmph'-ed. "'m fine," he ground out, looking Kia over suspiciously before bending down and turning the boy's head side to side. "He didn't do anything...funny to you, did he?" he asked, raising an eyebrow and straightening up. The thought of Kaili...touching Kia made his blood boil all over again. Jerico didn't like other people touching his things. Kia was his, and that was that. He sighed and scooted Kia out of the room. "Listen, brat, remember I'm your spec. Not that guy. What he did in there doesn't leave between us... Got it?" He glared for emphasis. "And another thing: don't ever get near him without me around. Understood?"

Jerico started walking again, but stopped after only a couple steps to turn and make sure Kia was following him this time. "And about that-that thing that happened," he smirked. "If you want to see it again, you have to be a good cat and follow my rules this time." With that, he motioned for Kia to follow him as he started back off towards the dining room.

Kaili Bowman

“And what would happen if I were to call you something else, would I be thrown into my room for the rest of my time here?” Jennifer laughed at him, a smirk on her beautiful face.

Damn, she’s hot… Kaili thought wistfully. Fucking Kia was one thing. He was not his spec. It could work because he didn’t see him 24/7. Every day. For who knows how long.

But he was Jennifer’s spec. Being the gentlemen he was, deep, deep, deep down, Kaili didn’t want to fuck their relationship before he even got out of this hell hole.

“So K,” Jen said to him, striking a nerve in Kaili,

K, hm? I take that back. She’s a bitch. Kaili growled mentally, wanting to grab her shoulder and yell at her, saying the no one, in their right mind called him K.

“Where now? Also, one question I HAVE to ask, can you handle the heat?” she asked with a flirty smile.

Instead of shaking, and strangling, her as he truly wanted to, Kaili smiled sweetly, calmly pushing his glasses up his nose so they didn’t fall down, “Nobody,” he bit out, “has the right to call him K.” his lips curled into a cruel smirk and he stepped closer to her, eyes narrowed behind his glasses. He paused when he stood directly in front of her, almost chest to chest.

“Call me Kaili, got it Jennifer,” he said, waving around the button that triggered an electric shock to keep the cases in line, “Okay?” he smiled and stuffed the button in his pockets.

Briefly Kaili thought about how mean that was and frowned I guess kissing that bastard was not a good idea…

Of course it wasn’t a good idea. But when did Kaili ever listen to what his brain was telling him? Unless it said, ‘don’t jump off a cliff’ or ‘run away he’s going to beat your ass’ then his mind was just like his mother; always there and telling him what do to, but Kaili learned to tune it out and ignore it.

Kaili glared at Jennifer, his mind still reeling from Jerico and Kia. He sighed tiredly, wanting nothing more then to find his room and sleep until his job was done. He wanted out and it hadn’t even been a day. Hell, it was barely noon…or afternoon.

This room has no fucking windows. Bullshit Kaili bitterly thought.

Taking another deep breath and fixing his glasses, Kaili mentally prepared himself for work. He was with his case; someone he should be watching. He didn’t have the time to muse about his idiotic ideas and actions.

Bitter…adj- Marked by resentment

“If you need to know where to go next, would you like to show me to my room?” he asked politely, smiling in a business-like fashion, blocking all anger and worry in a tight black box.

It wasn’t healthy and he knew that. Ignoring the pain, the anger. It would hurt him in the long run, or his mind told him. Sometimes his heart agreed, but Kaili listened to neither of them, opting to go with a little part of his brain that told him to do as he pleased, when he pleased, and how he pleased.

Before his case had the chance to respond, a fellow spec interrupted her.

Kaili regarded him with a raised eyebrow, annoyed that he wasn’t going to see his room.

Work is more important a section of his mind told him, making him scoff. It couldn’t be more wrong. But he wasn’t in the mood to argue with himself over something so fucking trivial.

He saw the fellow spec smile at them and give a short wave, striding over to them, "Heya! I'm sorry if I'm, um, bothering either of you, but could either of you tell me how to get back to the dining area?"

No. Kaili thought sourly.

Instead of being the rude jerk he wanted to be, he smiled and laughed softly, “I’m just as lost as you are…” He trailed off and let his eyes rake over the boy’s body, his mind trying to come up with his name and coming up with a blank. Well damn, he should know everyone’s name here.

"It's almost lunch anyway. I heard we're all supposed to have some sort of meeting." The kid, whatever his name was, smiled brightly, hurting Kaili’s eyes, even through his glasses, "It'll be nice to talk to you. So, which way, huh? I don't want to take you away from each other... So if you could just point me in the right direction, I could probably find it myself."

Kaili looked at the boy coolly, both eyebrows raised, glasses sliding down the bridge of his nose, again. His gaze slid over to Jennifer, eyes going to from cool to bored, cold and calculating. Bed…that’s all he really wanted. Really. And sex with Jeri-

No, not that prick. He wants Kia. Only Kia…only….

Don’t unlock that box K. Don’t you dare do it His inner voice snarled at him, shocking him.

“Almost lunch? We been here for a bit of time haven’t we?” Kaili chuckled lowly, “Though I haven’t heard about a meeting. Oh well, we should definitely go back there.”

Kaili tossed Jennifer another dark look, this one paired with a smile, “Jennifer, do you happen to know where the dinning area is? I would greatly appreciate it.” He let his hand slide into the pocket that held the button, toying with it, a fake smile gracing his lips.

Dick-n. A person, especially a man, regarded as mean or contemptible. Fits me perfectly Kaili hid a cruel smirk and turned back to the boy in front of him.

“By the way, I haven’t caught your name. My name is Kaili, nice to meet you.”

Kia Felix

Kia wasn't very surprised when Jerico crossed his arms and made a sound of disapproval. "'m fine," he muttered, before giving Kia a suspicious look and bending over. He turned Kia's head from side to side. The movement was a lot more gentle than Kia would have thought his spec would do, but he didn't have time to say so because Jerico kept talking. "He didn't do anything...funny to you, did he?" Kia frowned. What did Jerico mean? Was Kaili hiding something? Jerico straightened up and raised an eyebrow, still waiting for Kia to answer the question. The cat-boy wasn't sure what he was supposed to do. Nothing too out of the ordinary had happened. Well, sure, Kia didn't take showers with other people all that often (or at all), but was that what Jerico was looking for? Why is he being so vague? Kia wondered. "Listen, brat, remember I'm your spec. Not that guy. What he did in there doesn't leave between us... Got it?" Kia nodded slowly, still unsure of what he was supposed to be doing. Did he not tell anyone what happened? Oh, maybe it's a secret game Jerico is playing with Kaili! Kia's nod sped up and his smile returned. He completely ignored Jerico's glare, starting to realize that it was his spec's default expression... Or, well, it sure seemed like it.

"And another thing: don't ever get near him without me around. Understood?" Kia tilted his head but nodded again. If Jerico and Kaili were playing a game, then Kia couldn't wait to watch them! That must be what the kiss was for... That was really interesting, Kia thought. He had never seen to guys kissing, let alone anyone kissing that... Roughly. His parents monitored everything he watched or read for most of his life, and the only love he knew was the soft and cheesy love in the movies. That love was the stuff Kia wanted to have one day. He wanted to be able to tell someone all his secrets without them judging him; he wanted someone to hold him when he cried; he wanted to be there with someone for the rest of his life... I guess I won't find that person here, Kia moped to himself. He didn't notice that Jerico had started to walk until his spec turned back and spoke.

"And about that-that thing that happened," Jerico smirked. "If you want to see it again, you have to be a good cat and follow my rules this time." With that, his spec started walking off towards the dinning room. Letting out a sharp meow of agreement, Kia quickly caught up with him, turning into a house cat and dashing up to Jerico. He transformed back when he was right next to Jerico, turning his head and smiling up and the black-haired spec. "I'll follow your rules! If you're playing a game with Kaili, I don't want to make you loose," Kia said with a solum look on his face. It was quickly broken by his usual cheerful smile. It seemed impossible to keep it off of his face. And while, especially at first, the observing scientists thought that it was just an act, anyone could quickly tell that Kia really did mean everything and anything he said. It was like the boy just didn't understand the meaning of lying.

"I wonder what's for dinner," Kia thought out loud as the two walked into the hallway where Kaili, Jennifer, and Asha (or, as Kia knew him, the unknown spec) were all talking. Kia smiled and let out a shout, waving down at them. "Hey! Look, Jerico, do you think they're going to lunch too?" He asked. Not waiting for an answer, Kia dashed down the hall and gave Jennifer a hug, then Kaili. He paused when he turned to Asha, blinking and tilting his head like he usually did when confused. "I don't know your name. I'm Kia, but you can call me Kit or Kitty! That's my spec, Jerico." Kia paused again, thinking about something. "Can I call you J?" He asked, looking back at his spec. Again, not waiting for an answer (or, as anyone else would have waited for, a scolding), Kia motioned towards Jennifer. "That's Jennifer. She's really hot, 'cause she creates fire and stuff!" Smiling at his own joke, Kia pointed towards Kaili. "That's Kaili. He's Jennifer's spec, but he's also my friend!" Kia practically beamed at Asha, proud that he had just introduced the whole group.

He had been bored when it was just the three cases. First off, Kir never wanted to play and even sent one of his little creatures after Kia, after the cat-boy accidentally distracted Kir too much from the book he had been reading. Second, Jennifer was nice, but she always treated him like a little kid and didn't take him seriously. It was like he was cheap amusement, but not someone you'd actually want to play with yourself. It was too much for Kia, who always wanted contact with other people, to be so close yet so far. Too much, and far too annoying. Which was why he was going to make friends with all the specs, even if it killed him... Or, more likely considering Kaili, got him raped. Then again, there was always Jerico, who seemed to be making it his personal duty to cock block Kaili, with amusing results.

"So? Let's go to lunch!" Kia exclaimed, jumping up and down in excitement.

Jennifer Walker

Jennifer waited for an answer to her question, alone with his reaction to her not calling him by what he wanted. But was surprised when he stepped forward, almost pushing himself against her. “Call me Kaili, got it Jennifer,” Jen then dropped her happy expression, as she watched Kaili pull out the shocker remote. And great, I was hoping he would’ve forgot it or lost it. [b/]”Okay?”[/b] Jen watched him smile. “Okay, Kaili…”

Jen rubbed her hand down Kaili’s face specifically on his cheek, “And I thought me and you could have some fun, you see, if you haven’t noticed, you’re the only spec with a girl case, just saying.” Jen said, as she backed up a little from being just about chest to chest with Kaili. Maybe he just has someone else here, a different spec, but whatever, I’m not here to love.” She said as she watched him slip the remote back into his pocket. [i]I need to get that, just to be safe from a shock. Jennifer thought right before Kaili began to talk again.

“If you need to know where to go next, would you like to show me to my room?” Kaili smiled, but Jennifer knew it wasn’t a flirtatious one. And now he wants to be serious, bine whatever, atleast if something were to happen to me, I won’t get fired. Katie thought as she remembered where the specs room were. “Sure, there just across the hall from all the cases room, each spec is straight across from the case, so yours is across from mine. So let’s go so I can show you.” Katie said as she turned around started to walk.

Jen stopped and looked back after hearing someone yell, well not for help like injured, but help to navigate the Facility. "Heya! I'm sorry if I'm, um, bothering either of you, but could either of you tell me how to get back to the dining area?” Great, the other spec, but where’s his case? Whatever, not my problem. Jennifer walked back over to Kaili, noticing his gaze, and just rolling her eyes. “Yeah I know where it is, I’ve lived here for a couple weeks.” Jen said without trying to be nice.

Kaili made a comment about him not knowing either. Great, I guess not only are we lab rats, but tour guides, but how the hell did they find the dining area where we were picked up at? Katie thought as the other spec spoke. "It's almost lunch anyway. I heard we're all supposed to have some sort of meeting." Jennifer’s expression changed, but just for a split second before she changed it back. Wait a meeting, this can’t be any good… Jen thought as he continued.

"It'll be nice to talk to you. So, which way, huh? I don't want to take you away from each other... So if you could just point me in the right direction, I could probably find it myself." Talk about being impatient, asking the same question again as if we ignored him. I really hate people like this… Jen said to herself, missing what Kaili said about lunch. Jennifer caught Kaili’s dark stare/glare, as he began to talk to her. “Jennifer, do you happen to know where the dining area is? I would greatly appreciate it.” Watching him play with her hand in his pocket, where the remote was, trying to intimidate her, but Jen just returned a dark look. I dare you, and then we’ll see if you can handle the heat…

“Yes, and may you follow me, I can guide you too gentlemen there…” Jen said as she turned around, but next thing she knew she was being hugged, Who the hell… Then realizing it was the cat, “Uh, hi…” Jen said slowly pushing him off, then he went and hugged Kaili. [i]Typical behavior from this twenty-something year-old six year-old. But the cat boy just began to talk and talk.

Kia was probably be the last person Jennifer would be in a room with just alone for more than 10 minutes. Yeah he was cute and all, but Jen wasn’t 13 anymore, and just thought now he was annoying, immature, idiot little child who didn't know half the stuff he was saying, plus he always kept getting in trouble, which caused trouble for all the cases.

Jen was kicked out of her thinking time stop when she noticed Kitty’s spec showed up, giving him a nice friendly smile. “Looks like everyone is basically here, except for that guys case, which would be Kirill, but he’s probably already in the dining hall reading a book! So if you guys aren’t busy…” Jen said as she turned around and began to walk down the hall, giving a wink to Jerico as she passed him.

Asha, Jerico

Ash couldn't help but feel a little nervous as he shifted from one foot to the other, slowly so it wouldn't look like he had ADD or some other sort of freakish thing wrong with him. Not that having ADD was freakish or anything, it was just--he sighed. Stop thinking, idiot. He kept up his smile and beamed it between the two in front of him--a man and his spec. Neither of which he knew the names of. Was he trying too hard? Was he being rude? Did he look like an idiot? He sure felt like one. He turned the happy notch down some.

“Almost lunch? We been here for a bit of time haven’t we?” The spec chuckled. “Though I haven’t heard about a meeting. Oh well, we should definitely go back there.” Ash wasn't sure what to say about that. He...didn't know? He wondered for a moment if he was just making this stuff up in his head, but a quick recap of his memories reminded him that he was definitely told that the specs and cases were to have a short meeting at lunch before the cases were to be taken for...what was it again? 'Brief check-ups,' the higher-up had told him. She hadn't told him any more about it and he hadn't asked. “By the way, I haven’t caught your name. My name is Kaili, nice to meet you.”

Ash blinked, cocking his head to the right a little. His name? Oh, right, duh. "Asha Laken," he said brightly. If he'd been any closer, he would of held out a hand to shake, but he was too far away and didn't see the point. "You can call me Ash, though. Or, well, uh, anything really." He shrugged absentmindedly. "Nice to meet you, Kaili." He raised an eyebrow at the female. "And..."

“Yes, and may you follow me, I can guide you too gentlemen there…” Oh, she ignored him. Well, maybe he hadn't spoken loud enough. The girl's words trailed off as another couple came over to them. The cheery little cat-boy that Ash had met when first getting there. Kia, if he recalled correctly, looking as enthusiastic as ever. Behind him, followed at a distance, came the cool-clad spec in black. Ash couldn't remember if he'd caught his name or not. He was kind of intimidating, really.

Jerico knew this was going to be a long day. It was just his first, too. How annoying. He shoved his hands in his jacket pocket and let Kia ramble on ahead of him. "I'll follow your rules! If you're playing a game with Kaili, I don't want to make you loose," Kia rambled, causing Jerico to narrow his eyes at the back of the boy's head. A game? He thought all this was just some stupid game? Oh, he'd show Kia a game. No, better yet, maybe Kia was right. Maybe this was a game. Jerico liked games. Even more, he liked to win games. Losing wasn't cool, especially when losing against a loser like Kaili. So, yeah, maybe this could be a game. A game he intended to win. "I wonder what's for dinner," Kia went on. Jerico gave no reply, thinking over all the ways in his mind just how he could win this 'game.' "Hey! Look, Jerico, do you think they're going to lunch too?" They? For once in the one-sided conversation, Jerico lifted his head to pay attention, a frown instantly implanting itself on his face at the sight of Kaili down the hall. He wanted to grab Kia's arm and pull him down another direction, but before he even had the chance, the boy was running off towards the others. He sighed harshly, pulling up his hood and following after. He glared at Kaili the entire time.

Ash addressed the two with a smile, as he usually did. "I don't know your name. I'm Kia, but you can call me Kit or Kitty! That's my spec, Jerico." At the name, Ash looked back to see Jerico standing there, ignoring anything and everything else. He trailed his line of sight back towards the other spec and gulped, keeping his head down and deciding it would be best not to get in the middle of whatever they had between them.

"I'm--"

"Can I call you J?" Ash blinked again, a little caught off-guard. He gave Kia a weird look until he realized that he was talking to the dark-looking spec and not him. He let out a sigh of relief, taking a step back from the group.

"JJ," Jerico corrected, but nodded sharply as he quickly glanced at Kia. His glare went right back to Kaili, though. There would be no time wasted! And no, he wasn't being childish in the least. He didn't think so anyway. Nor did he care.

By the time Kia finished introducing everyone, Ash felt like his head was spinning. He tried to keep up his smile though and nodded slowly. "So? Let's go to lunch!" What...exactly just happened exactly? No, scratch that. What was going on at all? He knew he wasn't the brightest bulb in the box, but still. This Kia kid was a little too much--even for him. He stole a glance at Jerico and felt relieved that his own case was quiet, if a little on the psychotic side, but he could deal with psychotic. He was used to that kind of behavior. He wasn't exactly used to someone matching his level of enthusiasm. Was this what he looked like when he talked to people? Weird.

“Looks like everyone is basically here, except for that guys case, which would be Kirill, but he’s probably already in the dining hall reading a book! So if you guys aren’t busy…” Jennifer spoke up again, speaking Ash's thoughts aloud. He really didn't like the idea of leading Kir by himself for too long. He felt like he was neglecting his case, which was no good at all.

Jerico merely pretended to ignore the look Jennifer gave him as she passed him by. He gave her a cold shoulder and turned his head away as if she were just another person and that her existence meant nothing to him. It didn't, in all reality. He was too cool for her anyway. It drove the ladies wild when you ignored them, too. Jerico had plenty of hands-on experience with that. Ladies loved the bad boy, and that's just what he was. He wasn't acting to impress anyone, though. Losers got nowhere in life. Instead, once Jennifer was far enough ahead, he snapped his fingers. "Kia, we're going," he said, not bothering to look to see if his case was following. He kept a close eye on Kaili, however, to make sure the spec was nowhere near his case. Pompous, arrogant, asshole.

When they were close enough, and he could maneuver his way around, Ash went ahead of the others to the dining room, relieved to see Kir sitting right where he'd left him at the table, little creatures and all. He smiled and sat next to Kir, watching him in blissful ignorance. "Kir! I'm back. The scientists said we should be getting lunch soon, so we'll be having a meeting during it. You can meet the other specs while we're at it," he said, knowing it was a bit of a one-sided conversation. He didn't mind though.

Kaili Bowman

“Asha Laken,” the blondie said with a smile, “You can call me Ash, though. Or, well, uh, anything really.” He gave Kaili a small shrug, “Nice to meet you Kaili.”

Ash, huh? Alright, nice enough name. Now, smile and nod politely Kaili’s mind told him, in which he obeyed whole heartedly.

“Yes, and you may follow me, I can guide you too gentlemen there…” Kaili half heard Jennifer say. He opened his mouth to say something when a flash of blonde, and cat ears caught his eyes.

Dragging himself out of his inner musing, Kaili’s eyes locked onto Kia, a faint smile pulling at the corners of his mouth.

Fuck, why is he so cute? Kaili mentally sighed and almost laughed at the expression Jennifer pulled when Kia hugged her. Half disgusted and half amused.

When the smaller boy wrapped his arms around Kaili’s waist, Kaili hugged him back fiercely, shooting a dark glare at Jerico, who was watching the exchanged through narrowed golden eyes. If he had a problem then he could fuck himself. Or go shove that stick up his ass even farther if he truly wanted too. Fucking sonofabitch.

Dammit Kaili, you’re supposed to be on your work behavior his mind chided him firmly. He gave it a sheepish smile and squeezed Kia closer to him. When the kid turned to look at the other blonde kid, Ash, Kaili softened his grip on the boy, willing to let him go if he wanted to move away.

“I don’t know your name. I’m Kia, but you can call me Kit or Kitty! That’s my spec, Jerico.” Kai stopped talking for a bit, shooting a look at the bastard, “Can I call you J?” he asked cutely, making Kaili want to press him against his chest and kiss him, like he was planning in the showers. Of course Kia did not wait for an answer, plowing on ahead without waiting for Jerico’s reply, to Kaili’s delight.

Kaili felt more than saw Kia wave in Jennifer’s general direction, “That’s Jennifer. She’s really hot, ‘cause she creates fire and stuff!” Kia smiled and Kaili fought the urge to laugh. The kid truly didn’t know what he was saying half the time, did he?

“That’s Kaili. He’s Jennifer’s spec, but he’s also my friend” Kia grinned happily up at the second blonde kid, looking excited about something. Maybe the fact he knew everyone’s name or something. Unconsciously Kaili tightened his grip on Kia, wanting nothing more than do bury his face in his hair and hold him closely.

Wait…what? No that’s fucked up! That is NOT supposed to happen dammit… a part of Kaili’s mind shrieked at him. The feeling of Kia being in his arms, his chest against his back should turn him on, not make him want to snuggle the boy tighter and protect him.

Not safe thoughts. Not safe at all.

“Looks like everyone is basically here, except for that guy’s case, which would be Kirill, but he’s probably already in the dining hall reading a book! So if you guys aren’t busy…” Jen turned on her heel and Kaili didn’t miss the wink she sent Jerico’s way.

It irritated him, and made him want to laugh at the both of them. Jennifer had no reason to like Jerico, the self centered prick. Besides Kaili marked him as ‘his’ since he had kissed him. Something he still regretted, but loved the reaction he had gotten out of Jerico.

It amused him even more when the prick-ish jackass did nothing in return to Jen’s wink, and Kaili couldn’t help but let out a short laugh.

Willingly, he trotted after Jennifer, wanting to eat more than anything. In the process of doing so, he had to let go of Kia. As his arms fell away from the boy his asshole spec called out to him, “Kia, we’re going.

To stop Kia from moving, and to piss off Jerico, Kaili’s arms quickly enveloped Kia once again, tugging him so they were chest to chest.

Kiss him god fucking dammit! his mind was raging at him again.

Instead he smiled down at the boy, his hands running up and down his back for a short period of time. He leaned in closer, kissing Kia’s head before stepping back and walking away without a word. He didn’t need Jerico to start a fight with him. It was not necessary. At least, not when they were in front of Kia.

When they reached the dinning room, Kaili spotted a boy with white hair, reading a book. Their were odd creature around him, and Kaili couldn’t hide the look of astonishment that crept onto his face. What kind of power did this old man have?

He’s not an old man you idiot! His ‘work’ part of his brain, aka Logical, rolled its non-existent eyes. His hair is just white. I'm going to assume it is natural, since I'm sure no hair dye is allowed in here as well as outside food it rationalized for him. Kaili nodded in agreement. Still, it didn’t make the kid any less odd-looking; sitting on a chair, reading a book, with weird assed creature all around him. Like a fucked up Snow White scene.

“Kir! I'm back. The scientists said we should be getting lunch soon, so we’ll be having a meeting during it. You can meet the other specs while we’re at it.” the boy talked quickly, giving the case, “Kir”, no chance to answer. Though judging by his body language, he wasn’t going to answer. Huh.

Quickly becoming bored, with his work persona and the fact that this case was boring, he turned and met a glare he could feel Jerico shooting at him. With a wide sadistic smirk he walked confidently over to him and stared back at him, only a few inches apart, “Want another kiss fuckin’ Pretty-Boy?” he sneered at Jerico, eyes twinkling with hidden lust and anger. The dumbass rubbed him the wrong way ever since he first spoke despite his sexy looks. If Kaili concentrated long enough, he could imagine Ryan there, instead of this fucking prick ass. They had almost the same hue of hair, and skin tone, the only thing being their eyes and the fact Jerico wasn’t Ryan. Such a shame.

Kia Felix

Kia must have talked at high-speed for about ten minutes (ok, probably less), but he looked like he could go on another quick speech anytime. He was practically glowing from excitement. New people were always something to be happy about, after all. “Looks like everyone is basically here, except for that guys case, which would be Kirill, but he’s probably already in the dining hall reading a book! So if you guys aren’t busy…” Jennifer said, turning down the hall and winking at Jerico. Oh, maybe she's in the game too! Kia thought, looking up at Kaili (who had grabbed him into a kinda hug sometime while he was talking) and smiling warmly. He liked Kaili's hugs. He was warm, and comfortable, and didn't hold him too tightly. I wonder if we can watch a movie together... Kia immediately thought about the movies he liked the most. After all, maybe the scientists would let them have a movie night, with real popcorn and a projector and everything!

Kia let out a soft noise of surprise when Kaili started to let him go, walking after Jennifer. Kia felt a little crushed before hearing Jerico's voice. "Kia, we're going," the spec said. Suddenly Kia felt himself being pulled back towards Kaili, so they were chest to chest. Kia felt himself start to blush; he was never this close to anyone before... Kaili smiled down at Kia, running his arms up and down Kia's back for a moment. It felt strange. Not uncomfortable, just strange. Kaili leaned in closer to kiss Kia's head before stepping back and walking away. Kia felt his blush grow a little, and smiled half-dreamily up at Kaili. That.. That was... It felt... It was technically Kia's second kiss by someone outside of his family, but the one in the bathroom didn't really count. That was by his ears, and girls did that all the time to their cats. On the face... That was something different. Kia focused his eyes on Jerico.

"Does Jerico kiss like that?" Kia asked, not really thinking (even more than usual) about what he was saying. Not waiting for an answer, he seemed to drift into the dinning room, right behind Jerico. He looked around and blinked a few times to clear his vision. Ash was sitting near his case. Jennifer hadn't taken a seat yet. Kaili was standing, looking at Kir in surprise. Kir was ok, in Kia's books. Kir didn't do anything interesting, but he wasn't mean either, so Kia didn't mind him. Kaili smirked as he strutted over to Jerico, so their faces were only a few inches apart. Are they going to kiss again? Kia wondered. “Want another kiss fuckin’ Pretty-Boy?” Kaili sneered at Jerico, his eyes gleaming with some unknown light. Kia had the feeling that he wasn't supposed to say anything, but, as usual, he ignored it completely.

"Yes please!" Kia shouted, jumping forward and catching the two in an awkward hug. Kia's arms couldn't wrap around them both (and he was shorter than both of them), so he was really just holding onto their butts. At the same time he was able to push Kaili and Jerico together so, in any other situation, it looked like they were grinding each other. "I want to see Kaili and Jerico kiss again. That was really interesting," Kia told them with big eyes. Now, this is where we pause and think about the situation.

Kaili and Jerico are practically grinding against each other, with Kia holding onto both of their butts, asking the two to kiss because he found it interesting. Kaili, who was a sex addict with certain thoughts about both of the others. Jerico, who is more likely to kill someone than feel any romantic feelings towards them... Not to mention that the guy was sadistic. Needless to say, something bad was going to happen... Not like Kia minded, or even thought about that in the slightest. Causing problems? Of course. On purpose? Well, no, not exactly.

To make things worse, Kia started to rub his head on Kaili and Jerico's hips, purring slightly as he felt the warmth coming off of them. "You guys are really hot together," Kia purred out in comfort. He could just stand there forever... Or maybe be between them... That would be really warm, right?

Jen didn't really expect anything out of the wink she gave to Jerico, which she just recently found out was his name from the catboy. But was surprised that all he did was just turn his head away and acted like he didn't notice her. Oh, he wants to act that way, I’ll get hit attention… Jennifer thought as she walked towards the dining hall, not really caring if the others followed. If they didn't, they could find their own way to the dining area, or just ask the annoying cat.

Jennifer looked back for a second and saw Kaili kiss the cat on the forehead and then ran to catch up to her. Eh, I can see now that my Spec is gay, there goes my chances… Jen thought as she continued to walk. But that again, seeing two guys kiss is pretty hot, but not much a guy and a cat… Jen thought, but then again, anything that involved that cat, wasn’t that cool to Jen, yeah he was cute and all, but Jennifer just didn't like him period.

As they walked, Jennifer didn't really keep time on how long it took them to get there, but they were there before she realized. They Asha guy basically ran in before Jen just casually walked in, and greeted his case, Kir. Jen could tell wasn’t really going to respond. Kir was pretty cool, and maybe Jen would make an advance towards him, but he thinks he is some prophet or something. Jen didn't really pay attention to what Ash said, but one thing caught he ear. The scientists said we should be getting lunch soon, so we'll be having a meeting during it.” Jen stopped for a second.Scientists? Oh fuck no, they better not take us for an experiment… Jen thought as she walked over by the wall and leaned up against it.

Jen didn't want to sit because right now she was too paranoid that she would be taken for an experiment, which Jen didn't want at all. Next thing Jen knew was that Kaili and Jerico looked like they were about to fight. Great a fight, I guess they don’t know that people here don’t like people fighting… Jennifer went over and was about to break up the fight when the cat ran up and attempted to hug them, making Kaili and Jerico pushed up on each other, Jennifer let out a little laugh, but almost choked at what she heard Kai say out loud not knowing how loud her was. "I want to see Kaili and Jerico kiss again.”

Jennifer quickly recovered and looked at Kaili and Jerico. “Again? Man I was right about my Spec being gay…” Jen said to her said, slight disappointment, directing her look at Jerico. “Would've never expected it, but now I’m going to leave you… three to have some fun.” Jen said as she turned around and sat in a random chair. I think I might be the most normal one here, and I have freaking powers…

Kirill Manson


Not having anyone else around was calming; relaxing and serene. Kirill was able to read without any disturbances at all. Just the way he liked it. Usually he would stay in his room or the library each day, ignoring the other two cases which inhabited his home. If one could call it home, it would be the closest thing to a home which Kir could have now that everyone knew who he really was. He hated the place, loathed it so much -- he wanted to leave but that seemed almost impossible. So he was left to live here with two other cases, he didn’t talk to them and they didn’t talk to him. Just the way he liked it. Now that they were employing outsiders to help ‘take care’ of the cases, Kir could no longer have that alone time he so desperately craved. His partner was a loud, overly-excited man with a perpetual cheery smile. As a person he seemed nice -- nice enough to agree to helping Kir -- he just needed to tone down the excitement and volume a few levels. Kirill had only known the man for an hour or so, but he had already grown to love the time spent away from him. He cared not that it had been about ten minutes since he left Asha inside the library; he was probably lost. Kir just didn’t care.

The albino glanced up at Lilim who had fallen asleep in the centre of the table. Gently he lifted the other Angel (Zeruel) from his head and placed him next to his sister Lilim. The two of them slept peacefully as Kir brought the book closer to him, leaning back against his chair and began reading once again. He was only distracted momentarily as the two creatures on the table stirred in their sleep. Though they seemed dangerous, they were actually harmless and rather cute when in such a peaceful state. Kir lowered the book from his face and glanced around the room, everything was so quiet. He had not remembered a time when there was silence such as this; the others were too far away from any noise to be heard. Kir almost stood up, a little worried that something bad might happen, but nothing did. He froze for a few minutes, glancing around and waiting for something, but nothing came. Bringing the book back up, Kir continued reading.

It might have been ten minutes after, or even an hour -- Kir could not tell as he lost all track of time when reading -- but sounds could be heard from the hallway leading into the dinning room. Footsteps mainly and some conversation, though Kir could not hear what they were all saying. The man tensed as the door opened, expecting a group of scientists to come in and tear him away from his reading and from the little creatures on the table. However what came through the door was not scientists, but his own behaviour specialist Asha. Kirill quickly returned to his book, hoping that the man would just ignore him and find someone else to bother.

“Kir! I'm back.” Asha said in his usual cheerful tone. The man sat down next to Kir, who merely regarded him with a short sideways glance. “The scientists said we should be getting lunch soon, so we'll be having a meeting during it. You can meet the other specs while we're at it.” Kir glanced up fully to Asha now, a little confused by what he meant. Sure enough, the rest of the cases and their specs piled into the dinning room. A black haired male who seemed to be facing off against the other spec; another black haired boy with golden eyes. Kia, the cat case, was pushing the two of them together. Jenifer, a case which controlled fire, was standing off to the side, leaning against a wall. Granted she looked a little scared, on-edge and nervous by what was about to happen.

“Want another kiss fuckin’ Pretty-Boy?” The specs with glasses sneered, glaring towards the golden-eyed one. Kir frowned, unused to such language being used in his presence. He didn’t like it, it was rude and spiteful, even if it was not directed at him.

“Humans are so vengeful, it’s sickening.” Kir muttered under his breath, reaching out and stroking the two Angels. The two of them awoke and wandered over to Kir; Lilim settled herself on Kir’s lap, Zeruel however decided that Asha would be much more comfortable. The creature jumped forward onto Asha, dropping down into Asha’s lap and curling itself up. Kir watched the creature, confused by its actions but didn’t do anything to stop it. His gaze followed up until his eyes locked with Ash’s, Kir didn’t bother saying anything or even glaring, he just moved his attention on to the fight between Jerico and Kaili.

“Yes please!” Kia exclaimed, though Kir couldn’t understand why the childish-cat wanted to see two grown men (both psychically and mentally) kiss. “I want to see Kaili and Jerico kiss again. That was really interesting,” Kia pushed both of them together, making the two of them uncomfortably close. “You guys are really hot together,” Kir sighed irritably under his breath, closing the book and pushing it to one side. It was obvious that he would not get another chance to read it any time soon.

“He likes you,” Kir said, not bothering to look at Ash, but talking to him. “Zeruel.” Kir met Ash’s gaze, letting his lips curve into a faint smile. “That’s his name.”

Jerico Javey

When they entered the main dining area, Jerico raised an eyebrow at the blond talking all-too-enthusiastically to his own assigned case, some kid with...well, whatever those things were. They were kind of creepy, but in a way, he liked them. They reminded him of cats. Hairless, eyeless cats with oversized mouths, but, still, they weren't dogs and they were quiet and sleepy. He almost had the urge to go over and pick one of them up without the care of what the albino case might say about it, but stopped himself when Kaili's presence entered the room. He continued his act of glaring at the glasses-clad man, knowing full-well what he'd done to Kia back there in the hall when Kaili thought his back was turned. It was disgusting. Most of all, it was flat-out starting to piss him off.

When Kaili walked over to him, Jerico had half a mind to punch him right in his gut for daring to get so far into his space bubble, but he wasn't going to back down. It was like a game of chicken or, as Jerico preferred to refer to it as, a game of dare. Calling it chicken made it sound like those dumb things people played when they went to kiss each other and waited to see who'd back out first. Well, now, on second thought. Maybe this was more like chicken than dare. Regardless, it was grinding on his nerves and he hated Kaili. The last half didn't have much to do with the overall point of things, but he just felt like thinking it again. He hated Kaili. A lot. “Want another kiss fuckin’ Pretty-Boy?” Don't you wish, Jerico thought, gritting his teeth.

"Yes please!" Ah, uh, what? Jerico blinked, finding himself caught off guard and momentarily losing the urge to punch the lights out of the idiot in front of him. He frowned, hoping Kaili hadn't mistaken that for him saying it. He hadn't. He wouldn't. Although, the kiss from before hadn't been all that horribly, terribly bad, it was just--no, wait. No, it had been that horribly, terribly bad! What was he thinking? The very thought made him want to run back to the bathroom and puke up a lung. He was nearly disgusted with himself for even consideriing, for a mere moment, a second kiss from this...this insect! This disease! This gross, perverted, pathetic asshole of an excuse for a human being. Never.

He turned to snap at Kia to keep his mouth shut, but found himself once again caught off-guard as he and Kaili were shoved closer. "I want to see Kaili and Jerico kiss again. That was really interesting," Kia went on, as innocent as could be. As sickly, deadly innocent as could be, Jerico reminded himself. He felt his face heat up despite himself as the mere embarrassment of it all. Not fucking cool at all, he thought, knowing that if everyone in the room hadn't been staring at them before, they were now. He didn't want them to get the wrong idea! It wasn't like that. No way. "You guys are really hot together." Jerico's face must of gone three shades of deep red.

He turned his head to glare down at Kia, but when he felt the cat-boy rubbing his head against his side like that, he bit down at his tongue. Fricking cats, he thought, unable to bring himself now to smack Kia across the head like he'd originally intended, not to mention curse him out. He loved that purring sound! It was the most adorable thing in the world. But, this position. He turned his head back to shove Kaili away, but realized too late that he'd forgotten how close they really were together and, for the second time that day, met the lips of his most hated enemy. It lasted a second longer than he would of liked--mostly because it shocked him so much that he'd been the one to do it this time and because of their close proximity--but when Jerico was finally able to catch his bearings, he shoved Kaili away. When he went to back away, he tripped over Kia and fell back on his butt with a flash of confusion and pain.

When it all came back to him, Jerico's blood was boiling and he was ready to murder the next person he saw. He'd cut them into tiny pieces, rip them to shreds actually, and then throw each bit into a wood chipper and laugh as he remembered their horrible, pain-filled screams of terror. He hoped the first person he'd see was Kaili. And, sure enough, it was. He got to his feet and brushed himself off. Not cool at all, he thought bitterly as he spun on heel to share his glare with Kia. "Don't do those things!" he snapped, reachiing into his pocket and pulling out a small control-like device. Without a second thought, he pressed the button. It was on a low setting, but still well-intended to give Kia a piece of his mind.

Asha Laken

Ash found his attention taken away from Kir as he turned to watch the scene unfold in front of him. It was strange. It was very, very strange. He didn't know what to think of any of it at all. He was half-tempted, when it looked like the two specs were going to fight, to stand and break them up, but Kia intervened and since then, Ash found it hard to take his attention away from it. He knew it was rude, he really did, but he wanted to see what might happen. It actually unnerved him in a way, and when the small cat-boy said he wanted to see the two specs kissing, it made him feel a little sick. Why would this innocent looking kid want to see something like that? And anyway, since when were those two--Jerico and Kaili--so well acquainted with each other? He didn't like it all. He knew it was none of his business, but maybe he'd ask one of the higher ups to let him take over as Kia's spec instead of Jerico...

What changed his mind of it was when he felt something plop down onto his lap. He tensed up when he saw one of Kir's 'Angels' laying there and almost jumped up to make the thing get off of him--it could probably eat him alive if it really wanted to--but instead he did nothing, because the Angel remained perfectly still, even falling asleep in his lap. He looked down at it, still stiff as a bored. He was afraid if he moved around too much, he'd wake the creature up and it'd be cranky enough to bite his head off. He couldn't be sure! Anyway, Ash knew then that he couldn't ask to take on another case. If he did, he wouldn't be able to give Kir the proper attention he so obviously needed. Even though Kir was quiet and maybe even on the antisocial side, Ash knew he'd need someone by his side, to help him with his power problem, and to make him smile. Everyone got lonely, even a case as strange as Kir.

“He likes you,” Kir said, making Ash look up from the creature in his lap. “Zeruel.” Ash couldn't help but smile as he ran a hand along the creature's back lightly so that it wouldn't wake up. He almost got the same feeling as when petting a stranger's large dog, like one of those dangerous dogs you see on the news about ripping children to shreds. But, seeing this thing in his lap sleeping as peacefully as it was now, he relaxed. “That’s his name.” And it was nice to see Kir's smile. Was that the first time he saw it?

Getting ahead of himself, Ash's grin widened back to it's overly enthusiastic phase and he reached out and pinched both of Kir's cheeks. "You're so much cuter when you smile!" he enthused, laughing cluelessly to himself. "I don't know how you manage to do it, but you do!" He let go of Kir's cheeks, however, when their lunch was brought it by an unimpressive man. It was just some stuff they managed to put together in the kitchen, he was sure, but it was better than nothing. He hadn't realized how hungry he was until he saw the person place the food on the table--each person's name on the labels--and felt his stomach growl next to Zeruel. The man excused himself quietly and, just as simply as he'd came, he'd left. "Food's here!" he shouted to get everyone's attention on it. Without disturbing Zeruel, Ash reached over and pushed Kir's lunch over to him with a smile. "Here you go, Kir."