Arceius Research Centre

Soldriin

Soldriin yawned, covering his large mouth with his fighting hands. He was weary of this place already, light covering his cell from top to bottom. Never had he had to face such humiliation since his early childhood days, though he wasn't being made to do anything like subject himself to a lightning strike or something of the like. He was being studied. Something as harmless as a squirrel munching on a peanut or something. Then again, if they wanted to study him, they could have just watched him from a far or left a camera in his normal haunts. This was a bit of overkill.

The demonspawn sighted and walked up the front of the cage again, siting cross legged and resting his fighting arms on his knees. "Simple enough. I was born in a place in human tongue was called Riga, but my home was in a vorest in the middle of a city. A large one at sat." Soldriin adjusted his sitting position. "As for what I am, I am vat is called a draegloth. A demon spawn of a acceding drow woman going into the priesthood. My kind are born with enough strength to tear a...truck is it called, asunder with out much effort. I also know basic drow magic. It's harmless." He said, scratching his head with one of his larger arms. He was tired, slightly hungry and irritated somewhat. "Anysing else? I tire from being shocked..."

Nate Thera

"Hmmmm...so....your the one in charge of me.." He chuckled loudly, fangs slipping out of from under his gum's, a maddening silhouette was the best to describe the look upon the male's face. He might have been seen as a normal male, but the aura around such a creatures, was enough to show that it was more than your average creature. He took a deep breath and looked straight towards the scientist, hues piercing through the very fabric of the man's soul, yet Nate held a deep loathing to be contained as such.

"No...not at all...I'm gladly chained and bound for everyone's safety, correct? So it's the right course, or else I'd have my way with you barbaric scientists...Though I do not know you...so It will take time to find an appropriate reason, for me not to slay you.." He admitted, his head slumping down a bit, eye's glancing towards the floor, before shutting quickly. He went silent, not speaking or moving in the least, just letting his body relax in that place.

Victor felt a tinge of uneasiness, this was no ordinary creature he was going to be dealing with. His threat was real and if he did watch himself, Cesare would be left without a father. The scientist jotted down a few point, one written in bold scratched letters "KEEP CESARE OUT OF THIS AREA!!!! Now that he thought about it, he wondered what his son was doing right now, either way if anything did happen, cesare was more likely to lock himself in the office and go about his day. Or call more some sweet treat.

Victor sighed looking back at his subject. "I wish for no harm to come to you while you're in my care, but I do have some questions for you if you're up to it." He said, watching him slump down in place, he wasn't sure weither to see if he was alright or keep watching for something to happen. Victor sighed to himself. Only. Time would tell.

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Cesare was bored. As a child of one of the head scientists (or bosses as his father put it.), he knew very well that he was going to left alone a lot of the time. Meaning finding something to do in the mean while was going to be a challenge. The lycan child was still in the office, hat off from lack of another person in the room that didn't know him. He looked up at the many shelves. Most where books for his father and himself, but there was also a large amount of computer games, ranging from the elder scroll series (in witch his father obsessed over more then him and his neck collection) to starcraft and Warcraft. The lycan child sighed as he pulled out his Ds. Pokemon was his forte and his reigning sport. Though every now and again he looked out the rectangular window to see if anyone passed by. That gave him an idea. If he was going to be living here, why not get to know his neighbors? Soon the child was up and shoving on of the many beanies he had on his head and circling his thicky furred tail into his pants loops before sneaking out into the halls to bug his new found neighbors.

Cesare was a curious one for a small child. Just as happy making people go nuts with him following them around and exploring a new place as he was playing video games with his father when he wasn't working. He was also bright for his age, knowing work caused them to move from their home in Washington state to someplace in the dessert and knowing people wouldn't like the fact that he had different ears then the other kids. Papa was trying to protect him, he knew that much. \

He wandered the halls, peeking in the doors or the other offices and saying hello to some of the security officers to varying degrees of responses. If anything, he was good at sneaking as well. Hitching ride with a unattentive scientist in an elevator provided a nice ride toward the other levels. This one being level three.

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Victor sighed, seeing that his subject wasn't going to be too active for the day if at all and started to pace back toward the elevator, only to be bumped into by someone small.

"Cesare, what are you doing down here?"

"Exploring."

"Back to the office you go. No buts."

The child sulked and turned around back into the elevator while Victor gave the gaurd on hand a tongue lashing for letting a small child on the cell floors.

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Soldriin sighed, now laying on his side in laziness. "All these questions, I have one for you. Why am I here?" He asked. A simple question really. All he really wanted was to be left alone or at least have a place of his own where he wouldn't be bothered. But humans don't see something that is calm a majority of the time. In his opinion, they saw some monster made to kill and cause havoc. In essence, yes. He was bred to be a soulder, but it wasn't what he knew. Only when he was angry or scared was when he killed.