Snippet #1934436

~Carmine~

She was just coming back from the cafeteria, liking her lips. She finally had some food in her stomach after a long day of nothing but talking with people. She probably hadn’t eaten yesterday either, seemed so anyway. Any guard she passed stepped out of her way, letting her get through the hallways without any interruption. She had ordered one of the guards to go around and give the mutants some food before they shut the lights out in the rooms. Any scraps left over from the cafeteria would be thrown in the cell and then a few minutes later the lights would be put out. She knew that other facilities probably fed them better but here she got the better results, even though the care for them was lacking. But it had to be done, keeping them weak is what kept them compliant.

She ran a hand through her hair, turning down a hallway and letting the soft locks of black and red brush against her back. She paused slightly as she felt a presence behind her. She turned, her bangs sliding over one eye as she did so, and focused her gaze on Camelion. She was a bit surprised that he was back so soon, he had stitches on the side of his head and his torso and shoulder were bandaged. ”Back so soon? Thought you might have wanted a rest before coming to tell me the secrets you keep.” She stepped towards him slowly, brushing those stubborn bangs behind her ear.

Scientist

He was jotting things down on two clipboards, now that there were two mutants inside the maze. There were others in the room, keeping track of things, and telling him the main points that needed to be written down. One was listening through some headphones at the conversation going on; apparently neither of them had any strong predator instincts, they were introducing themselves and planned on working together. He laughed, and looked up as the man observing their actions motioned for him to go over. The feline had scratched into the wall a message to them, he smiled, and not many of the mutants knew how to read let alone write so it was almost hilarious at seeing the message carved into the wall. When I get out. You are dead.

He shook his head with a smirk. ”The little kitten thinks she can attack us once she’s out.” A few others laughed along with him and he went back to the control panel pushing a red button. ”I doubt either of them will have enough strength to walk let alone attack after this.” He watched, arms crossed as he knew that, for one, the ground underneath their feet was heating up, and second, he had just allowed the pillars of fire to start working. He saw one shoot up from the ground a few corridors from the pair then disappear, another shot up in another part of the labyrinth. He nodded, the jets would be random, and there was no sign of where or when it would strike, not even a vent it the ground indicated where it could be.