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((Urghhh, really sorry about this late reply, guys.))

Tony
Irritated, he slapped Nick's hand away from Vivid. "Really, Nick? You can't keep your hands off my test subjects for five seconds?" he snapped. "Oh, don't look at me like that! This is my block of testing time; therefore, they are my subjects-- at least from three to five. But that's neither here nor there. You!" Without any warning, his head snapped to the right and glared at Charles. "Please quit doing that. You're giving us these shifty eyes. You can't escape, give it up." Nick had really gotten him riled up. He gave a quick nod acknowledging Tabitha, but that was about it. He didn't approve of her 'fraternization' with the subjects.

Heck, he didn't really approve of any of the other testers. He had somewhat of a superiority complex.

"Follow me," he ordered the subjects, narrowing his eyes at Nick as they passed.

At first, Tony had been a little nervous leading subjects around the facility, he himself unarmed. But by now, he had grown comfortable with it. They never tried anything, and even if they did, they would never escape. He was also fully aware of the fact that if they decided to jump him and use him as a hostage, the facility would allow them to kill him before they let the subjects escape. But that was a risk he was willing to take for science. His hands started buzzing just thinking about what he was going to do. He was just itching to get his hands on them today.

"Today," he announced, opening a door into a plain white room, equipped with only three treadmills, "I will be testing your adrenaline, endurance, and fatigue rates. Get on the treadmills." He narrowed his eyes at Charles. "You don't want to give me trouble."