"Oh, Zerxes. When will you learn? You know, in the timeline over, you were much kinder and braver than this."
Zerxes cringed at the thought of Omnes's words. A horrible taste developed in his mouth, as if an insect had flown right in the back of his throat, forcing him to swallow it. "Spare me your foolishness Omnes- We both know that's not the complete truth." He paused, coming up to the control panel which prevented the escape pods from being misused. He put his glasses back over his eyes, inputting the code which disarmed the security lock, exposing the escape pod. It was their biggest escape pod, instead of the singular escape pods, this was a group one...And yet it still proved to be compact. What it lacked in size, it made up in performance, reaching speeds which would be perfect for an emergency escape. It's door lowered down slowly, allowing steam to escape from its body. A dim blue glow illuminated from the inside of the pod, revealing the complicated controls and it's tight and compact build.
It's been a while since I've seen this thing.. he thought as he glanced at the controls. There were six seats, two had access to the controls while the others were closely placed behind. The computerized voice echoed "Emergency pod- Status: Perfect."
Zerxes looked back at the group while typing away at the control panel. "Now I don't expect you to know how to control this thing- so just in case, i'm putting on auto pilot." He paused, glancing at Belphegor. "I expect this to be returned in perfect condition, understood?" He said firmly, before gesturing to them to get into the pod. "Now get a move on."
"Heya, Zerx."Zerxes flinched at two things: One was the sound of Baldwin's mono-toned voice, which seemed to go through him every time. The other was that disgusting nickname that Baldwin would frantically use, which caused much annoyance. "What'd I miss?...They turned out pretty good, eh? None too...dis-human, huhm? None with, like, tails, or cat ears, or fuckin' whiskers."
Zerxes glared at Baldwin for a moment. That little bastard...Who does he think he is? Disappearing-leaving me to deal with potential threats..Leaving me to explain every thing...Heck I could have died if I wasn't so good with my words. And there he is, stuffing himself with beef fucking jerky. He walked over the Baldwin, snatching the half eaten strip of beef jerky.
"And where the fuck have you been!?" He exclaimed, punching his arm. "You little shit, have you seen what they've done in there? Do you know what I've had to put up with? All this explaining and negotiating- It's too much effort for me!" He sighed, calming down a little. He turned to face the group of 6 now, watching them approach the pod. "I must say though, I think we've really outdone ourselves. Most of them have already shown evidence that they can operate their powers effectively. No mutations. No tails. Just a bunch of first class clones with big mouths." He laughed, munching on the remains of his beef jerky.
"Can't believe we've succeeded in creating such things."