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Antos Atticus

"I... suppose it could be worse."

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a character in “Demesne”, as played by buggleuggy

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❝ When you're at your worst, there's nowhere to go but up! ❞






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∞ Full name ∞

Antos Atticus

∞ Nickname ∞
Anty, Atty, Flame-Boy

∞ ID Number ∞
Y5118

∞ Age ∞
17

∞ Gender ∞
Male

∞ Sexuality ∞
Heterosexual

∞ Face Claim ∞
Akihito Kanbara






Image*∞ Height & Weight ∞
5'6" ~ 138lbs

∞ Hair color ∞
Blonde

∞ Eye color ∞
Brown - However, whenever he uses his ability, the whites of his eyes go black and his irises become a rainbow of various colors.

*∞ Distinguishable Facial Features ∞
N/A

∞ Birthmarks/Scars/Tattoos/Other ∞
Although he does not have any visible birthmarks nor tattoos, he has plenty of scars. The most noticeable of these would have to be a line that spans over his shoulder and a circle of ugly looking tissue upon his back.

∞ Physical Description ∞
The ever-so-peppy Antos is certainly as bright as his personality. Standing at a smaller stature of 5'7", he carries no intimidation in his appearance. He's thin as a rail, although not as weak as he might seem. Though he isn't frail, it's difficult not to wonder if he's doing alright in harsh conditions.
With chocolaty brown eyes that could melt anyone's heart, and fine, delicate face, Antos is the kind of kid that you automatically want to hug... or in the case of humans, possibly dissect, but we don't like to talk about that. His only off-putting feature is his hair, due to the fact that his sandy blonde locks have been unevenly trimmed. It does not look bad, but could be enough to irk any given person.
Antos lives by the rule of dress to impress. Whenever in public, he usually is clad in some sort of vest and blazer, matched with a nice pair of trousers. However, when he is in the privacy of his own dwelling, he settles into cotton hoodies and basketball shorts. Comfort is a priority that falls behind looking nice.






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∞ Likes ∞
♥Reading || Antos can often times be found curled up behind a good book. He could get lost in its pages for days and hardly resurface into reality. Sometimes, those around him must remind him to put the book down for food and bathroom breaks.
♥Dogs || Petting or even merely looking at pictures of canines brings the alien some sort of comfort.
♥Pizza || Antos has some sort of addiction to the greasy human food, one that would somehow deceive him into believing that it is okay to eat many, many boxes of such junk food by himself.


∞ Dislikes ∞
✖Crowds || He has never fancied being surrounded by others. He prefers to be accompanied by a small group of friends or to be alone.
✖Invasion of Personal Space || Although he understands when people do this, he can't help but cringe when he is touched without first being asked permission. He likes to stay in his own bubble and wishes that others would simply stay in theirs.
✖Humans || Though he tries to stay as open minded about them as he can, he feels slightly uncomfortable in the company of Earth dwellers. Seeing all that they did to him and his companions, its reasonable.


∞ Talents ∞
✔Positive-Thinking || One would have to wonder if a negative thought has ever cross Antos's mind. It would be hard to imagine, as he seems to be made up of only smiles and happy attitudes. His constant optimism can be uplifting to those around him.
✔Hand-to-Hand Combat || Though it may not seem fitting for him, Antos is quite the skilled fighter. He can certainly hold his own, despite his smallness.
✔Tolerant to Pain || Mainly due to having to live with his ability, it takes a whole heck of a lot to hurt him.


∞ Fears ∞
✘Water || Though he can deal with water on an everyday basis, the idea of fully submerging himself in the liquid terrifies him. It has even reduced him to sponge-bathing, although he sometimes does suck it up and take a shower. His body was built for fire, and so water and he do not get along.
✘Death || Hardly as severe as his terror of water, death would have to come next. The idea of just being gone leaves him unnerved.
✘Disappointing Others || The idea of failing someone he cares about is enough to send shivers up his spine. Alternatively, if someone states that they are proud of him, it'd be like getting an award in his mind.


∞ Flaws ∞
✘Shaky || Although he does his best to conceal it, as he doesn't like it when others worry about him, he shakes like crazy whenever he is scared. You can see him like this most times he leaves the bathroom after a shower...
✘Not Touchy-Feely || What I mean by this is that he refuses to share his own problems. He simply shoves them into the back of his mind and tries to ignore them, refusing to talk about any issues he might be having.
✘Peevish When Tired || If Antos hasn't gotten enough sleep, he becomes grumpy and easily dissatisfied. This doesn't happen too often, but if he is sleepy, his defining personality traits seem to vanish, being replaced with a mopey being. No one likes to talk about his occasionally cranky manner, though, as he can be scary in this state.





Image∞ Abilities ∞
Pyrokinesis
Human Torch || With his abilities of fire, he is able to set himself aflame without any damage coming to his body. However, there is one major downside to this. Although the flames don't actually hurt him, he feels the same sensation that any normal human being would if they became a bonfire. Somehow, he has managed to get used to the pain of this.

Projection || He is able to set fire to the ground near him as well, and he can contain it using his mind. He much prefers this method, as he can also use the flames to make a wall/shield. It’s extremely useful in battle.

Fireball || Antos can create formations with his flame, his most common being taking the shape of a ball that he can easily throw at an opponent like a child might with a snowball.






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∞ Personality ∞
Intellectual | Logical | Kind-Hearted | Optimistic | Narrow-Minded

Antos is an extremely pleasant person to be around. His quiet and respectful nature is what makes him a cliché teacher's pet. To those of a more adventurous spirit, Antos can be a bit dull. He isn't so daring and tends to stick by the rules for the benefit of himself and those around him. It’s a scary affair for him when things don't go according to plan.

However, Antos tries his best to not let his orderly way of doing things affect him too much. He is constantly smiling and cheerful, a difficult thing to imagine when you've considered all he and his companions have been put through. However, in these terms, his emotions take the backseat. His way of dealing with his problems is ignoring on them completely, focusing on others and how to make them happy. And he doesn't see any problem with this.

Though he did go through his share during his time as a lab rat, he seriously prefers not to talk or even think about it. But, he is still traumatized, as one can tell by his occasional shaking. Whenever he feels too caught up in memory, he distracts himself by a good book, as he'd never admit his feelings.

Antos is quite left-brained and always has been. He is intelligent and certainly wishes that everyone know that. Although not intentionally, he can be a bit of a know-it-all. The way that he thinks is best is most likely best, in his mind, and it is the way he wants to follow. He is still learning how to go with the flow of life.







Image∞ Romantic Interest ∞
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∞ History ∞
Antos grew up in the quaint town of Pezal, a rather unimportant, rustic town resting upon the face of Artemis. He had five other siblings, four of them younger than him. In his words, his parents needed to find other hobbies. Being the oldest after his reckless sister, he felt an overlying responsibility to protect his siblings and make sure that they were doing alright. His parents were rather busy with work, as they both had full time jobs, so they Atticus children raised one another.

It wasn't an overstatement to say that everyone seemed to love Antos. Even his classmates, who thought he was a major brown-noser, respected him for his intelligence... mainly because he helped them with their homework. There was nothing oh, so special about him, and certainly nothing that he believed would get him into government projects. Or, so he thought.

No one exactly knows where he got his abilities, nor why they didn't show many signs of being present until he was about fifteen. It was right before he was about to take a test, one he had been expecially anxious for. In the midst of class, he randomly burst into flames. The worst thing about the ordeal was that it hurt, and his screaming certainly scarred the other students. But, he never died. Once the fire had burnt itself out, he still lay in one piece, uncharred, not even smelling of smoke. It was certainly interesting. Eventually he began to control his ability better and got to the point where he could, somehow, withstand the agony of his pyrokenesis.

His entrance into the voyage to earth was not exactly like the others'. He applied for it, although he had no idea that he would ever get chosen to be apart of it. It was out of the ordinary for him to wish to participate something so risky, but he couldn't pass up such a great opportunity to learn. No, not in a million years. When he got picked, he was ecstatic. However, he understood why he had been chosen. He was valuable only to the point of press. His acceptance into the program was merely a bone for the citizens of Artemis to chase. Small-town boy goes to Earth looked good on a head line. His powers were a plus too, although they didn't flaunt it as much as they did anything else. Although the circumstance wasn't ideal, he was truly excited to go.

What may have happened to him while captive in humanity's hands is a mystery to all those who didn't witness it, as he refuses to talk about it. It is suspected, however, that once they learned of his pyrokenesis, they used his horrible fear of water against him... The chances he'd ever tell, though, are slim to none.


*∞ Hex Code ∞
#663300

So begins...

Antos Atticus's Story

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Earlier....
The little black kitten on the floor licked its paws, grooming itself for the day to come. If only it knew that it wouldn't live past the morning. Kou stood opposite of the small animal, it had been given to her nearly a month ago because the therapist thought it would help her sleep so she wouldn't go insane and it had, but now.... They wanted her to kill it. "If you don't do it, you will stay here while your friends all go back to Artemis!" Tears welled in the aberration's eyes at the thought of getting left behind, of staying in Area 51.

Her bones snapped and reformed, a scream crawled out of her throat and pierced the air, startling the kitten and making it run into the corner. No longer in human form, Kou was now a cheetah and in one elegant, swift motion she caught the little animal in her mouth. Snap! The sound and the taste of blood dripping into her throat and onto her clothes became overwhelming and in one fell swoop she changed back, hugging the animal to her chest and dissolving into tears. For a while the only sound in the small, glass, observation room was that of her wails.

It was a few minutes later that the doctor came in, Kou didn't bother to move, she felt drained of energy and didn't protest when he pushed her black locks aside and stuck the needle in her neck, pushing down on the plunger to empty the contents of the syringe. Her mind went fuzzy, the world turning sideways. That's weird, wasn't it right side up before? She thought and slipped into darkness.

When Kou arose the sound of a motor filled her ears. Nausea overwhelmed her and she looked around for a trash can before vomiting. "It's okay, it's a side affect of the medicine." An armed guard sat next to her, his gun in hand. Kou sat up and wiped her mouth, the smell of spew thick in the air. She turned her head away and looking out the window, her cheeks flushing red with embarrassment. Her jaw dropped, her glowing blue eyes widening with awe. The desert of Area 51 had been replaced by trees and grass, they were driving on a beautifully paved road up to a large, wrought iron black gate that had a guard tower. Tucked away behind trees and a fantastic garden was a three floor brownstone. The SUV pulled into the driveway, the last of the cars to arrive and as soon as the driver unlocked the door, Kou spilled out of the vehicle and pulled off the white socks adorning her feet. She ran to the garden, sliding into the grass under a large willow tree. Once more tears spilled from her eyes as Kou breathed in the scent of freshly laid sod. It was the Earth she had always imagined, if only they had gotten to see this before they were taken into custody by the American government.

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Mako was the first to arrive, he had been up for hours waiting to reach their new temporary home. The boy ran a hand through his orange hair as he spun in a circle in the garden, lingering for the others to get here. He couldn't remember much, the past year was awfully fuzzy and he believed that most of it was some strange dream. "Why don't you go inside?" The guard that had escorted him to Pennsylvania suggested but Makoto shook his head. "I want to hang out here for them." He replied and sat down on the tar driveway. One by one the cars appeared from behind the bend and through the gate. His smile grew with each emergence from the SUV's. Finally the last one came and he watched as Kou ran straight to the grass. What should he say? Makoto wondered, hello? Nice to see you? Long time no see?

None of those seemed right. "Looks like the gangs back together!" He settled for, probably not the best thing to say considering what they all went through, but since the last thing Mako could recall was crashing on Earth he figured they could use a little lightheartedness.

Before anyone could respond Mako walked over to Kou and picked her up, deciding that it would be best if they went inside. From the looks of the clouds (he had taken a liking to weather studies during training) it appeared as though it was about to pour. "Shall we go inside?" They were also all wearing white and it would be very embarrassing when the rain fell and their clothes became see through.

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Xena had stayed up all night with the exception of a few minor moments of sleep when she couldn't help but doze off though she would soon after be awoken by the bumpy ride in the earth vehicle. She had gotten three to four hours of sleep, tops. Xena wasn't all that excited to be moving to a new location though the way they transported her and the other Extraterrestrials, reminded her of back home on Artemis when she was transported to a maximum prison facility. The trip to earth had been horrible; they were shot down, taken into custody as criminals, and were used as test dummy's. Xena wasn't sure what kind of torture the others had gone through but she figured they all went through the same thing. She never really brought up what was done to her in Area 51 but then again she never really brought up much in a conversation and she was sure everyone would rather forget the days in that place than reminisce on their past pain.

Xena snapped out of her rambled thoughts as the vehicle slowly pulled to a stop. The guard sitting in the front seat got out of the vehicle and made his way around to open the side door for her. Xena was nudged lightly by the guard sitting next to her which signaled her to get out. The pink haired alien stepped onto the cold green grass wearing a pristine white shirt with matching white shorts. The earth felt good against her feet which made a shiver run up her body. Looking around, Xena was the second one to arrive with Makoto being the first. The guard escorted her to the front lawn where Makoto had been. She said her thank you's to the guard that had been escorting her as he departed back to the vehicle. Xena didn't think there was anything necessary to say to Makoto so she stayed silent as she squatted to the ground and wrapped one arm around her knees while her other hand ran through the grass. She busied herself by plucking the thin, slightly wet grass and by watching the small bug life beneath her.




One by one, everyone began to show up with Kou being the last of them to arrive. Xena would look up now and then to watch the others and to see who would step out of the next SUV. She watched Kou be whisked away by the arms of Makoto once Kou had arrived. The orange haired male was nice, Xena thought he was only acting so cheerful for the sake of the others and was especially worried about Kou. She was the youngest after all. The pink haired girl looked up at the sky, the once clear blue sky was forming lightly grey clouds. Xena picked herself up off the green grassy land and followed everyone else to the inside of their new home.

Entering the new home, Xena let her hands glide against the wood, the wall, and the plastered paint. She observed the walls and the furniture that had been set out in the living area. It was cozier than what the earthlings had presented them before in Area 51. Xena sniffed the air a bit as she smelled something unfamiliar. She didn't know what to make of it though it didn't smell bad but not good either. She followed the scent which led her to the kitchen where a human male was. She paused for a moment before entering the kitchen and spoke softly. "...Vena likes this place." She was hesitant at first but Vena had been in her head the whole night and it sort of slipped out of her mouth.

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Bosco tried to ignore the bumps... It was a long drive, and he had woken up about three quarters of the way through the trip. He was sitting in a folding chair that had been bolted to the flooring of the trailer. His eyes staring at the shackled on his wrists. He knew they could hold him, but should they be broken, something very painful would happen to the explosive lined truck in attempt to bring him down quickly. Fair enough... this trip would have been the perfect trip to have escaped, and nobody wanted a giant running around. That was kind of hard to hide. And seeing as nobody wanted to ride in close quarters with him, he was stuck all alone in the back of the semi-truck. Which was good because he didn't want to see any more of them.

Escape was not what Bosco was thinking of though... If he was being returned to Artemis, then all fleeing was was pointless. And these chains, they were about to be released. And soon enough they were. The truck stopped in the driveway, and when the back was raised, two men came in to unbind him and help him out. As it seemed, he was the third one here. Rubbing his wrists, he looked out to the driveway.

So this was earth... He remembered it being a little bit dryer where they landed. But the cold would feel nice. When he saw Mako and Xena, he felt a sense of relief, to be able to see his friends again. They were alive. And as they all arrived one by one, it was good to see everyone. Even August, damn him. Bosco sniffled a little bit, they were almost back home, he kept it back tough. But he was just so happy to be out of there... At least this prison didn't look like a prison.

When Mako suggested about going inside, Bosco nodded,"Might as well... Do you smell that?" He asked. He didn't eactly know what it was, but it smelled good. And made him hungry. They didn't exactly stop by a Burger King on the way here... He shook his head to try not to think about it too much, he didn't exactly see why the humans would suddenly change the treatment of them now. He went to the door, following in behind Xena. It looked comfortable...

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Moa looked out of the window bearilty as the earth vehicle – the “truck” thing bounce across the uneven dirt roads, her eyes half shut, stilfling a silent yawn. She shifted her position slowly, lazily lifting her hand, as she felt the atmosphere in there change immediately, the scientists tensing up, seemingly preparing for an attack. Letting out a sigh, she placed it down again, pouting slightly at the heaviness of the atmosphere. It was too… serious. She felt as if it was crushing her, but of course, having the ability to turn your limbs into weapons doesn’t really help lighten the mood. she yawned once again, and she would have fallen asleep if it had not reached the camp first. Her light red eyes brightened slightly as she stepped gingerly out, looking at her surroundings in awe. That was earth in all its beauty, the planet that they had learned so much about, the very same planet she anticipated so much to go to. She suppressed the urge to hug the nearest tree but instead just stood there, taking it all in. It had been a while since she felt so genuinely at peace and happy, and she wanted to stay that way for as long as possible.


She only shifted from her position when Mako walked out, picking Kou up. She moved toward the group, hanging behind most of them but Making bigger strides to keep a steady pace with Makoto as he suggested going into the house. “Sure, why not?” She said, turning to him and greeting him with a smile, before heading into the house, watching as Xena stroked the plaster and remarking that Vena liked it too. She frowned slightly, catching up with her as she asked “Is she bothering you?” a little worried, before almost immediately perking up. “Is that omelettes I smell?” She was kind of hungry after all, and the smell was heavenly. She strolled toward the kitchen and opened the door, looking at the man in side. He was a human. She took half a step backward, half hiding behind the door, but she gave him an almost apologetic smile. She was not sorry at all though, who knows what the man will actually do to them, despite looking very harmless now. Well, unless he’s planning to attack them with a spatula… you’ll never know humans. Still, she asked softly “Are those for us?”, looking toward the man.

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Character Portrait: Kou Borne Character Portrait: Xena Kinch Character Portrait: Aika Vesan Character Portrait: Bosco Kai Character Portrait: Xavier Wilson Character Portrait: Moa Willow Character Portrait: Antos Atticus Character Portrait: August Melrow Character Portrait: Makoto Urquhart
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Strange... They're gonna put me to sleep?... The hazy thoughts flowed through her exhausted mind as she sat in the corner of her cell and watched the man in the labcoat come nearer, a familiar looking syringe in hand. It wasn't too common that they came in to put her to sleep, they usually just took her wherever she needed to go awake. She continued to watch the man approach, not moving a muscle and perhaps even looking forward to the chemical induced sleep. As she watched the needle sink into her arm she felt nothing and slowly but surely, her consciousness faded.

She of course had no clue how long she had been out but she woke feeling rather uncomfortable, her back and neck felt stiff and a bit sore. The reason for this soon become clear as her bleary eyes blinked open and took in the dim interior of the Earth vehicle she found herself in. There was an armed guard sitting not far from her that turned to her with a raised brow, Aika in response blinked at him and mumbled, "Mm, good morning..." The man simply shook his head and looked away towards the front of the car and Aika shrugged, wondering if that was the correct saying here on Earth before stretching her limbs, still feeling incredibly lethargic under the effects of the injection from earlier.

The trip went on for quite a few more hours and as the drug's effects began to wear off a bit of excitement began to well up inside of the girl. Her eyes were glued to the windows as she watched the drastically changed scenery pass them by. This looked much more like what she had read about so long ago. During the trip she made several efforts to speak with the guard that sat nearby but it seemed either he had no desire to speak or was ordered not to and when it finally seemed that Aika was beginning to get on his nerves she gave up, resigning herself to simply staring out the window.

Finally they entered an estate and came to a slow stop. Aika quickly looked over to the nearby guard who opened the door at his side, stepped out, and motioned for Ai to exit as well. Without a moment of hesitation Ai quickly stumbled out of the car, her eyes darting this way and that, overwhelmed at the scenery around her as she tried to take it all in. As she glanced around she noticed the others, most of them were here and behind her she could already tell another car was coming, likely carrying the last of them. It all hit Aika rather suddenly, the urge to cry right then and there nearly overtook her but she remained strong and shook her head to fight away the feeling.

As she thought, it wasn't long after her arrival that the whole group was collected, several of them headed inside for fear of the imminent rain that brewed in the dark clouds overhead. Aika however hesitated outside the front door and placed a hand on its frame as she stared back towards the gates through which they had come. This was place was undoubtedly a prison, a place to keep them in and others out, but at the very least it felt more humane. Relief washed over her and made her knees weak as she prayed out to who or whatever might listen, Please let this be real... Not some sick trick or experiment... I just want us to be treated like people...

Pushing her dark doubts out of mind she took a deep breath and headed inside. It seemed several of the others were following the source of a rather delectable scent which unsurprisingly lead to a kitchen of sorts. And there she saw the human man Xavier for the first time, he was preparing and handing out food apparently for the lot of them. Spending a brief moment to clear her throat and compose herself as best she could in her patient's clothes, she approached the human man and spoke. "Ah, hello... I'm sure you're already aware but I'm Aika, Aika Vesan." She held her hand out towards the man, hoping this was the correct greeting for wherever they were in the world currently.

With a sidelong glance towards the dining table and the others she continued, "Would we happen to have any changes of clothing available to us?... I think it would be appropriate for us to change and at least wash our hands before we eat... These... 'clothes' aren't really that proper and our cells were certainly not very clean." Though she tried to resist she couldn't help but steal a glance at the nearby food before refocusing herself upon the tall man before her, it looked and smelled delicious but now wasn't quite the time.

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Kou hopped out of Makoto's arms almost as soon as they went inside and turned in a circle, marveling at the size of the space. She felt a bit intimidated by all the room and freedom they suddenly had and wasn't sure whether or not this was a good thing. Her whole life up to now had been controlled by people and when she finally had the power to chose Kou decided on following her stomach; quite literally though, she followed everyone into the kitchen where there was food and a man in a pink flowery apron. Kou took a step back, but the growling in her stomach egged her on towards the beautiful yellow omelets that were oozing with foreign ingredients. "There's no time for washing up Aika, not when there's food." Kou chose the seat farthest from where the human was standing and picked up the fork, digging right in and stuffing her mouth with flavors that danced on her tongue. Her eyes sparkled in delight and she swallowed another bite before turning to the human and exclaiming, "This is really good!" She didn't bother with formalities such as introducing herself or asking for his name.

"Would we happen to have any changes of clothing available to us?... I think it would be appropriate for us to change and at least wash our hands before we eat... These... 'clothes' aren't really that proper and our cells were certainly not very clean."

If he was here he most likely knew who they all were and had read all about them before their arrival. They wouldn't throw some poor human into this unprepared, or maybe they would, Kou had only seen apathetic and cruel humans so far. She turned back to her food and finished the omelet off pretty quickly. There had been no breakfast before she left and it was well past lunch time and Kou was still superbly hungry. "Can I have another one?" The petite female inquired to the mortal, lifting the glass plate up ever so slightly to display the fact that it was now bare. For such a small thing, her appetite certainly was large.

"Now there's an idea! A change of clothes would be nice. White really doesn't suit me. Better yet, they could give us back the clothes we had with us in the first place. Oh! Do we pick our own rooms? I've never had my own room, well unless you count the cell I was in, but that wasn't much of a bedroom."

"If we have to share can I share with Mao?" Kou glanced at the girl, the two were the closest in age and Kou really liked Mao.


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Rather then follow everyone to the kitchen, Makoto had decided to explore a bit and had gotten as far as the top of the staircase before he decided to go back down. Like the others, his stomach led him and he followed his zeal to the large kitchen and beautiful mahogany table where the others were gathered. Not wanting to interrupt the conversation, he stood beside Bosco and crossed his arms, looking around at everything from the chandelier to the plates lined with food and crispy bacon waiting for them. "Pretty weird right?" He enjoined the male beside him as he watched the others surround the human and pepper him with questions.

"One day you're locked up for being an aberration, the next you're free." Makoto didn't fall for it, he wasn't sure he trusted the human, Xavier he believed someone mentioned on his way here, just yet. Though the man certainly appeared trustworthy at a first glance (then again everyone did) there was something about him that wasn't quite... Right.

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Antos had not been fond of the sedation process. And, much to his distaste, his complaints had been ignored, as were his suggestions of what he thought to be better ways of knocking a patient out. "You're really using that formula? You know, this would work out better." It was safe to say that none of the workers were too sad when his consciousness was snuffed out.

However, it didn't keep him down for the whole ride. The drive from Area 51 to wherever they were heading was no short venture, and he awoke before they arrived. He felt… dazed. Of course, that was to be expected, as he had been drugged. But it didn't mean that he had to like the sensation. It took a moment for reality to sink in, as did his splitting headache. He'd never been much of a fan of long travels. Artemis to Earth had been a pain in the back, but he had not, at least, been injected with anything before taking off on that ride.

As his first order of business, his hands started moving to his head, ready to try and soothe the annoyingness of his pain. Before he could do so, his hands were snagged back down by a bond that held them together in his lap. Antos closed his eyes, allowing his wrists catch fire, careful to do so quietly as to not alert his escorts. His charred restraints fell from his hands, freeing him. He allowed the tongues of flames to lick over his hands, the sensation bringing an odd comfort to him. It did not hurt as badly as one might have thought. Most forgot that he had spent years of his childhood getting used to the pain of being alight. Now, as long as his whole body was not covered, it had been reduced to some major discomfort. But, the pain was appreciated. It reminded him that he was still alive to feel it, something to be quite happy about.

In the brief moments he was using his ability, he considered burning the entirety of the car and its occupants. He wasn't sure he trusted his ability enough to do so or his physique to get away fast enough. However, the thought was stopped completely when his escorts asked one another if they smelled barbecue, Antos promptly killing his flames.

It did not take much longer for them to reach their destination. The majority of Antos's time had been spent glued to the window. The ecosystem was vastly different wherever they were than it had been back in Area 51. Oh, how the alien longed to study the vegetation outside. Just think of what he could learn!

However, before he could beg the driver to pull over and let him observe some trees, the car came to a screeching halt. His guards came around the back to let him out, questioning him about what had happened to his restraints. He merely hopped out, apologizing half-heartedly, and gaping at the view. The house was... fantastic! Gardens full of plants he had never seen paired with a livelier atmosphere than he'd seen on Earth before.

Most of the gang was there as well, and he was so excited that he could kiss them all! No... not really... but the overstatement wasn't too drastic. He gave them all curt nods before going off to observe the garden. But, his attention snapped back to the others when the last car arrived, Kou emerging. He let out an audible sigh of relief. Everyone was okay. Things were alright.

Antos followed inside, sad to part with the outside world, but eager to see his new living quarters. The smell was too enticing for him to part from. And, once inside, his big brown eyes caught ahold of the food upon the table. However, he took note of the human man who had fixed it, slightly weary of him. Antos's mind dreampt up all the possibilities there were. The food might be poisoned! But he shot down his thought quickly, as they could have been killed at any point. Why now? Besides, the man had offered to eat the food and let them choose which one he got. Unless he had built up immunity to the poison...

Stop being paranoid, he hissed at himself, internally. Without any more hesitation, he grabbed a piece of bacon and bit down. It had been a while since he had eaten a good meal, and so the food was much appreciated.

Change of clothes. Now that was a topic he was eager to jump on! He was certainly not dressed to his standards, his inner fashion sense despising the plain white outfit. And, lodging was an issue as well. If they were rooming, he merely prayed that he didn't get put with August ("Manipulative d-bag..."). As soon as he found they were free to take their own rooms, his nerves eased, although his relief was short lived. Cameras in their rooms? It was to be expected, he supposed, and he hopes that his friends would refrain from sleeping in the nude.

However, he figured that he'd probably been viewed without clothes by scientists as some point. The thought made him blush tremendously, and he quickly tried to hide his face so that the others didn't think that he was thinking about unclean, porn-ish things. Although he hadn't even said anything to his companions, he turned to leave the kitchen, ready to go and claim a room.

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Bosco was a little to hungry to worry about changing or washing his hands... Though now that Aika mentioned it, he could only imagine all of the kinds of terrible germs the planet of earth had to have. Well, he hadn't caught any sniffles yet so surely it wasn't that bad here regarding germs, and apparent physiology between them seemed to be similar enough. Though as talk of the food began regarding doubts of being drugged or poisoned, he thought it was a useless display as maybe this Xavier guy could have poisoned all of it and taken an antidote for himself... okay. Maybe that was a little imaginative. It did seem kind of overdone to let them here only to drug them when it would have been easier just to have kept them all drugged.

He plucked at his white clothes, it didn't matter much to him. Yes, they were painfully relevant to what had happened. But so would any earth clothes. Though earth clothes would still be a welcome change over white. He did doubt that their original clothes were still around. Likely having suffered the same dissection and abuse that the humans seemed to do to anything foreign and strange.

Looking over to Mako, he gave him an uneasy smile,"Not that weird... They got want they wanted from us, this very well could be a tactic of hollow persuasion to get us to further go along with what they want. Or maybe even a stick and carrot approach." He said, not trying hard to hide the suspicion on his mind. But he patted Mako on the back, right now was a time for reunion. Plotting could come later.

"But it is still better than THAT place. And there is food. Sorry Aika... But I would really like to eat it while it is hot." He said. That and he was starting to get afraid that Kou might eat it all. And moved to the table beside Antos where he picked at his food. Specifically the stuff the humans called bacon. Which Bosco thought tasted like magic. "You okay?" He asked as he watche d him take on a strange look, but only to watch him go about his way. Hungrily eating the rest of the food down his throat. He enjoyed it, very much so.

Antos seemed to have the right idea though. Not regarding the being looked at clothless... that would not be pleasant to think about. Or what they did to them in such a state. But the going to claim a room idea. Looking back over his shoulder before he continued, he spoke to Xavier,"Will there be more food later?" Not too eager to leave this food, but did want to change. It also might give an idea as to what Xavier had in mind for later. He would later need to inquire as to what rules this place had...

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Xena nodded her head lightly at the grown human male, who was wearing a flowery apron, after he had complimented the place too. She wasn't much of a talker so silence once again crowded her but with a bunch of very lively people around it didn't take long for that silence to pass. Xena looked down at Moa as the girl started to worry for her though it wasn't very much necessary. Vena had been much better ever since they left Area 51. It was still sweet though that the girl worried for her which meant she cared and Xena thought that was a nice feeling. The pink haired alien knew that most of the others cared about each others safety, especially Ai who was like a mother to the group and the feeling of someone looking out for you was pleasant though the feeling was also quite foreign to Xena.

The kitchen area was soon flooded by the extraterrestrials who had just been transported here. Ai was proving her mother hen role as she took it upon herself to discuss some matters with the human male. Ai was often looked at as a leader or mother to the grop or at least that's what Xena always thought about the girl and admired her for her leadership skills. The pinked haired alien's attention was averted away from Ai and to the food set out on the table as August noted that she could take his share. She went to the table and picked at an omelette that hadn't already been eaten and ate a tiny bit. It was surprisingly good though you would think most food is good too when your locked up in a cell on Artemis and then transported to earth but only to be locked up in another cell. In short, cells always equaled bad food. Xena glanced at August as she spoke in a formal matter though everyone was used to her monotone and formal nature by now, "Thank you for the donation. I will not waste this food." She picked up his pushed away plate and scraped most of the food onto her plate. By the looks of it though, Xena wasn't the only one wishing for seconds this time.

As rooms were brought up, Xena took interest as she picked and ate the food given to her. She was usually a fast eater but right now she was to caught up in everyone else's interactions. Her ears perked up as Kou noted that she would like to be roomed with Moa if that was what they were doing. The human man, Xavier if she recalled the name correctly, noted that everyone had their own rooms but they could share as long as it was same sex. Xena liked the idea of sharing a room with someone, otherwise Vena would cloud her thoughts and Xena found that it was most easy to quiet Vena down by focusing on others rather than herself. The pink haired alien lightly tugged on the lower back part of Ai's shirt to get the girl's attention. "May we share a room together, please." She was hesitent on speaking again but she felt like Ai would say no if she didn't give good reasoning. "...Vena is much quieter with others around me, especially to those I consider myself comfortable around." After finishing her sentence she let her hand fall to her side. Of course, Xena felt comfortable around Ai. Actually, it was pretty much safe to say that she felt safe around Ai the most. The red headed girl was the oldest and acted as a strong mother figure to the group which would calm most though Xena depicted her as a leader more since her experiences with her mother weren't all that great. Xena never had a good mother figure but Ai would definitely come closest to that.

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Moa gave the man a quizzical look as he told them that they could choose the ones they wanted to eat and want him to eat. It was not like he would poison them… would he? She was pulled out of her contemplation whether it was more effective for them to drug them as Aika arrived, shaking the man’s hand while introducing herself, while asking for a change of clothes. That was just like the ‘mother’ of their group, Aika was probably the most mature of them all, always thinking of their welfare.

She really wanted to be like her someday…if only. She looked at the door as she heard August come in, sprouting many questions at one time, but moved to sit next to Kou as Makoto entered carrying her. She took a few small bites of her food, absent-mindedly listening to the conversation around her, going into the half-concious state she was always in, dreamily listening as Xavier told them about their clothes. She must remember to find a pillow soon. Her stay on earth was making her jittery and the hard floors of her cell didn’t help sleeping matters. What she would give to find something soft…

"If we have to share can I share with Moa?"

her head jerked upright as she heard the words, giving Kou a small smile of assent as the man explained that they had separate rooms but could choose to room with each other as long as they are the same sex. She liked Kou the best of all of the group anyways, and would love to know her better if she was given the chance. “Ok, then Aika and Xena will share then?” She asked, hopping off her seat and onto the floor, while giving her now empty plate to ‘Xavier’ as the man said.

“Want to go pick our room then?” She asked, looking toward Kou as she headed toward the door. But first, she was probably going to get her clothes and change, the white uniforms were feeling very uncomfortable and she never liked the harsh antiseptic scent anyway. Maybe she could pick up a pillow when she reached the rooms…

“Oh!” she stopped as she reached the door, about to open it. “My name is Moa, if you didn’t know, but you could call me Bunny if you like.” With that, she finished her introduction and walked down to find her room, after Antos.

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Kou polished off the second omelet just as quickly and sat back with a sigh of content. She looked over at Moa as the girl addressed her and nodded her head. "I wonder if we get beds?" She thought aloud and followed Moa out of the room, but not before thanking the human (had he said his name was Xavier?) for the food.

Up the staircase she went, her eyes wandering to every little detail that adorned the banister and the etchings in the wood. They finished traveling when she reached the third door on the right side with her name tapped onto the white washed entrance. It was across from Bosco and in between Aika and Xena. She was hesitant to open the door, afraid of what could be inside. A normal bedroom? Some sort of test? Slowly Kou turned the brass knob, wincing as the hinges creaked to reveal a cozy sized bedroom with walls painted the color of the sky. A white desk stood under an open window with lace curtains that wafted with the breeze. Tucked away in the corner under a clear canopy was a bed, a real bed with an actual mattress and sheets that weren't white and starchy; it was big too, too big and it made Kou feel a bit lonely when she sat down among the pillows and silk covering.

"Why?" Kou questioned no one. "Why all this? Why now?" It made her mad really, that they had suffered so much and now they were getting beds and clothes and real food. Was it because they were so damaged that they needed a nurturing environment to heal? Was it bribery? "I'm sorry," She turned to Moa and rubbed her eyes to keep tears from spilling. "Sometimes I just get so overwhelmed."

She clambered off of the mattress and moved away from the bed, deciding whether or not she should leave the room. Something poking out of the desk drawer caught her attention and Kou made her way over. A sheet of stickers poking out between a pile of books, they were all human children's fables, but Kou had no interest in them. Fish, they were fish stickers.

It was enough to make her cry and Kou desperately attempted to hold herself together. Where she lived on Artemis, fish didn't swim in water like on earth, they traveled by air like birds. She didn't know where they came from or why they put them in here, but Kou decided to arrange them on the wall next to the bed in an attempt to make the space feel more like home.

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Aika was pleased to hear everything the man Xavier had to say in response to her questions and it seemed that her gesture had been the correct one. She gave a nod in the man's direction, a small but relieved smile spreading across her lips as any awkwardness in the lingering handshake would be quite lost on the alien. With a shake of her head she looked over at the table which was slowly but steadily filling as the others piled in and began eating despite Ai's recommendation, she could hardly blame them though and it wasn't something to get upset over. She gave a shrug as she looked back in Xavier's direction, "Well, it's not like they haven't already seen anything they could have wanted of us... But I'll keep that in mind."

Her gaze once again drifted over to the others at the table, most all of them were there now. She couldn't help but smile being reunited with them all, seeing them talking to each other and eating in an almost normal way again, it felt like it had been so long. After running a hand through her red locks and exhaling a deep breath, she was just about to leave the kitchen and head upstairs when she felt a tug at her shirt. When she looked, she discovered the culprit was Xena. Curiously she tilted her head at the pink-haired girl as she began to speak her quiet request.

"May we share a room together, please... Vena is much quieter with others around me, especially to those I consider myself comfortable around."

Ai blinked having not quite expected that. She could hardly deny such a request especially if what Xena had just said was true, keeping Vena quiet was something Aika thought to be very important. The second part of her statement made Ai smile, it was always hard to read Xena so hearing that she was comforted by Aika's presence felt nice. And of course, though she'd never admit it, Ai was relieved at the idea of having someone else around like that, she was certainly capable of spending her nights and days alone like she had for so long in those cells but in reality the alternative sounded much nicer to her. Naturally, there was another not quite so innocent reason that she felt inclined to accept, but she pushed that thought aside for the moment as she nodded to the pink-haired girl.

"Sure... I'd be happy to share rooms with you." She gave Xena a smile and glanced briefly around the table, apparently Moa and Kou would share rooms as well as they fled the kitchen and went upstairs. With her attention moved back to Xena she continued, "I'm gonna go ahead upstairs and pick out a room and get changed, maybe bathe too... If you want to keep eating feel free to stay, or if you wanna help pick the room out you can come with me." Her warm smile persisted as she received whichever response the girl gave and made her way out of the kitchen/dining room area and towards the stairs. She moved slowly, not wanting to leave Xena behind and so that she could better take in the finer details of the prison-home they would be staying in.

Its design was well, alien, and quite unlike most of what she remembered of her home on Artemis. Despite this it didn't feel too strange to her, it felt a bit warm and welcoming despite the knowledge of the true purpose this place held for them. There was a certain quality to it that distinctly reminded her of a home, though perhaps it was just that her senses had been warped from her extended time in a dark cell. That didn't matter much to her though, in the end she actually felt happy to be in this place and for now, that was enough. There were certain to be new tribulations awaiting them in the days, weeks, or months to come, she couldn't imagine everything would just be fine from here on out, but for now she simply didn't want to think about those things, she wanted to be glad at their reunion in a place where they could feel like real people again.

Lost in her train of thought, Ai found herself at the top of the stairs and facing down a hallway with several doors, each had a name printed on a piece of paper taped to them. If what Xavier said was true they were free to trade rooms, but for now Ai simply eyed over the two doors that read her own name and Xena's, they'd likely end up picking one of these two. Her attention was diverted however as she noticed Kou and Moa at one of the doors as Kou carefully opened it and peeked inside before disappearing into the room a moment later. She decided to let her and Moa be for now, she could check up on them later. Refocusing herself on the task at hand she peered over at the door with Xena's name on it wondering if it would be appropriate for her to just open it, or, if Xena had followed her, what she wanted to do. "Hm..."

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The pink haired girl was glad to see that Ai was willing to share a room with her though her facial expression didn't say much for what she felt on the inside. Xena continued to listen as Ai spoke to her. "A bath and a change of clothes sounds wonderful. Uhm..I think I'll come and help pick out a room." Her plate had bits of food left on it so before following Ai out of the kitchen, Xena scooped up what was left on the plate and ate it all in one bite. Wasn't the most lady like thing to do but she hated to see food go to waste. She set her plate in the sink and gave Xavier a proper compliment and thank you before heading out to follow Ai. "Thank you for the food. It was very delicious."

Xena found the red headed girl admiring the details of their new home, well it was still counted as a prison in everyone's opinions but Xena thought it was more comforting to call it a home. She followed right behind Ai and watched the woman get lost in thought of the design on the walls. Xena turned her head away for a moment to look at a painting on the wall as she walked. It was a weird piece of artwork in the girl's opinion but most of the earthling items were weird to her. She would have ran into the wall if not for Ai, she accidently bumped into her which drew her attention to the hallway they were standing in. Xena peaked her head to the side, as she was standing behind the red headed girl, and looked up at her with a curious expression though her monotone voice didn't match her expression well. "I wonder if the rooms are all the same on the inside. Let's go in my room, first, I really wanna see it." Without warning the pink haired girl was already passing by Ai as she grabbed the others hand and dragged her along into the room after opening the door.

It was cozy just as she has imagined it would be. Well more like, how she wished and hoped it to be. The walls were painted with the color of Bicycle Yellow Behr that looked as though it was shining when the sunlight shined through the windows. There was a big bed by one of the windows which the cover matched the color of the walls. The blanket looked really soft and it was a bit patchy like it had been hand sewn by a loving mother and made for her child. Other objects occupied the room such as a wooden desk, a tall wooden dresser, and even a stuffed bear that resided on the bed near the pillows. Xena looked back at Ai as she let go of the girl's hand, finally. "I like the feel of the room. It feels safe and warm..like how a child should feel when around his mother. What do you think, Ai?" The pink haired girl moved to where the bed was and let the front of her body smother into the soft blankets. She let most of her body slip off the bed while her knees rested on the wooden floor and her upper body rested on the warm blankets. She glanced back at Ai as she turned her head slightly. Her hair was tussled around a bit from the friction with the blankets. "This bed is big enough for two people. If we don't have time to put another bed in our room we could just sleep together, huh." Xena spoke as she looked at the red headed girl. She was only trying to make a light hearted joke but she didn't care if Ai took her seriously or not. Sleeping in the same bed with another person wasn't a subject she was shy about. Even if it was a boy she would be sharing the same bed with, it wouldn't faze her. "Do you wanna check out your room now?" Xena didn't lift up her head to speak to Ai properly. She was way to comfortgable to move plus she was sure the girl could hear her clearly.

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"Not that weird... They got what they wanted from us, this very well could be a tactic of hollow persuasion to get us to further go along with what they want. Or maybe even a stick and carrot approach." Makoto had meant weird in a sense that this was so different to what they had become accustomed to in Area 51; but he figured it was open to interpretation.

Mako followed Bosco to the table and poked at the omelet in front of him with a fork, he wasn't really hungry, more nauseous from the drugs, and while it smelled good he didn't want to risk hurling on his first day in a new place. His ears tuned into the conversation between Xavier and August; if they had to share, Mako would love to share with Antos, but Xavier quickly put that notion down by saying they each got their own rooms.

Therefore, it would be odd if Mako asked if Antos wanted to share a room because the pyro was straight as a line and it's not like Momo had an excuse that he got nightmares when he couldn't even remember what he ate for breakfast much less what day it was.

"I'm gonna shower, anyone care to join me?" He joked with a wink and made his way out of the kitchen and up the stairs. Mako's name was taped to a door all the way at the end, close to Xavier's room. He didn't mind, but he hoped the human was okay with it since Mako was very active during all times of day. Even when he woke up to get water at 3 AM, Mako found that he had enough energy to do laps around the field or play a game of pickup basketball with the training staff on Artemis.

He was just about to go into his room when he spotted Xavier speaking softly into a weird black and chrome device. "Humans." Mako rolled his eyes and went in, the space was nice and big with a wooden floor and a bed that had black and white striped sheets. There was even a small basketball hoop hanging from the door and a desk with sports equipment lined up. Funny, how did they know Mako enjoyed sports?

Maybe he told them? Mako went into the bathroom and pulled off his clothes, it took him a bit to figure out how the shower worked but when he got it he stepped right in and let the hot water pull the dirt and blood from his skin. The water that hit the bottom of the tub was a disgusting brown and with a squeaky clean body came a fresh start. He turned the shower head off and grabbed one of the gray fluffy towels, wrapping it around his bottom and going to search for clothes. There was a small door on the far side of the room and when he swung it open, it revealed shirts, jackets, pants, vests, shorts, etc. The last time he had, had a selection like this was when he was still living with his parents!

Mako put on a gray shirt with a black check mark and some arbitrary words along with a pair of jeans. He decided to head back downstairs and give eating a second try, the others had said the omelets were good and Mako was looking forward to trying food that didn't have the consistency and texture of glop. "If you use the shower, beware of the ever changing temperature." He advised and sat down in the same seat as before, on Antos's other side.

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The journey upstairs had been nothing special, though Antos had to admit that he was fascinated with the home's design, which he admired on the way up. But, his attention was drawn back to the matter of finding his room. He didn't really pay attention to whom he was near, merely searching the name-tags for his own. He found it, gripping the handle and giving it a sharp twist, the door snapping open in response. The room was much bigger than he had expected, especially compared to the cell he'd been kept in for the past weeks. Its walls were a cream color, not exactly white but not brown either, and a very soft looking bed rested in the far corner. Bookshelves rested against the wall, lined with a various array of novels. "Marvelous..." he gawked, immediately heading toward it, his eyes wide with awe.

His hands ran excitedly along the spines of the shelf's inhabitance, finally picking one. "JRR Tolkien? What kind of a name is JRR? I pity him.." he said, pushing the novel back into place. Fiction was not the only genre there, as he found a few textbooks and seminars. How exciting!

His next idea was to search his room for unwelcomed security cameras. If he could find them, maybe he could find a way to turn them off. He knew that Xavier would most likely be alerted if he did so, but... Suddenly, the possible repercussions flooded his mind. They might drag him away from this place or punish him. He was sure worse could happen, but he still wasn't ready to be torn away from this place. He had just been reunited with his friends. Frustrated, he plopped down upon his bed, finding it extremely comfortable. He stared up at the place he suspected the cameras to be, the best place to place a camera in order to get the most coverage, a scowl planted upon his face. He knew it was there, cleverly hidden by the government-folk, but he wouldn't touch it.

So, he attempted to continue exploring the room, rising from his seat and patting the creases out of his blankets. He headed toward a dresser, opposite of his bed, and pulled it open, searching through the clothes he had been given. Eager to change, he pulled out an outfit he found suitable for him- a blue hoodie and black basketball shorts, blue, cloth stripes running down their sides. He pushed the door shut and began to undress before he remembered his predicament. It'd be better to use the bathroom, but he was certain he'd heard someone enter it only moments before."Would those watching via security camera be kind enough to turn their backs?" he called out to his invisible audience, blushing as he did so. He felt stupid, talking to people he couldn't see, and who would, most likely, not listed. Sighing, he carried on, getting dressed as fast as he possibly could.

He was quick to leave, as he began to fear that he would succumb to the temptation of burning the security camera to a crisp. He decided it'd be best if he just went downstairs and hung out with the others. However, he stopped before he could get very far. Did he smell smoke? The scent was very recognizable to him, but what was it doing in a home? He looked around, finding the culprit to be the human man, leaning against the door of the farthest room in the hall. He had some weird stick in his mouth, puffing out rings of smoke every so often. He stared at him for a moment, his wariness practically painted upon his face. You'd think it'd be me who was in risk of burning the house down.

He continued down the hallway, passing the bathroom which was still occupied. He could hear the twinkling of the shower's water against the tub from outside, the sound making him rather uneasy. Water... He knew that if he wasn't careful, he'd start to shake again. That'd be no good, So, taking a deep breath before he went, Antos hurried down the steps, far away from the running shower.

He slid into the kitchen once again, smiling at its occupants. As he took a seat, his eye was caught by the remaining omelets upon the table. He felt a small tug toward them, his stomach pushing him to eat, but what if the others were still hungry? Antos forced himself to turn away from the food, instead distracting himself with his company. It was good to see them all doing well, and he dug around for a good conversation topic. He was sure that there was no good card he could buy for them all that said Glad you're recovering from torture!, but he'd been wrong before. Distracting him from his thoughts was Makoto, who sat down beside him as he made a remark about the temperature of the shower. Antos tried to control his cringe, deciding he'd try and stay away from the bathroom of horrors.

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It was good to know that they had the choice between whether they wanted to share or not. August personally preferred his own space, but he didn't expect the other boys to want to room with him anyway. Having no reason to remain in the kitchen, he decided to make his way upstairs without another word. He took this time to examine the interior of the house, as it was very different from the colorless walls and ceilings of Area 51, but it was also not very similar to the buildings back on Artemis either. It was actually kind of strange, but it wasn't surprising that they'd try to make the place as cozy as they could.

This house had one reason for standing, and that was to prepare them for returning to Artemis as spies. He had to admit, he was quite curious on how they planned on actually forcing them to commit that kind of betrayal. Maybe they were creating a chip or device of some kind that would control their minds? There's be no point in letting them live at the estate then. Perhaps they sent them here as an apology, a way to win their favor and use it as bribery so they'll do as their told.

That would prove to be futile, though. He doubted any of the others would go along with that, not that he wouldn't. It's not as if his life back on Artemis was all that luxurious anyway. If they assured him a comfortable life here he wouldn't feel bad about returning to his home as a spy. Then again, "comfortable" didn't sound all that great to him either. He'd get bored much too easily, plus he wasn't so naive to believe any such promises. He would likely just end up right back in a cell.

He returned to the first door on the left. He spotted his name here when he reached the top of the stairs, but had continued down the hallway to read the other names. Of course they'd put him furthest from the human's room. 'What was his name again? Xav- something.' It was Xavier, and he remembered it clearly, but for now he'd pretend not to know it.

As the door closed behind him he stood still for a moment, his eyes scanning the room as he tried to locate the best spots where the security cameras could've been placed. The room wasn't different from that of hotel room, with plain colored walls and a tan carpet floor. He then walked towards the dresser against the right wall, his fingers running along the covers of the bed as he did so. It sure did feel nice to know that he wouldn't be sleeping on a cell floor tonight. After the first few days it was actually easy to sleep on a hard surface, allowing his body to adapt to the harsh sleeping environment so he wouldn't wake up sore every morning. However, he was still glad to have a soft bed to sleep in.

He reached the dresser and opened each drawer to view it's contents before picking out some clothes and turning towards the bookshelf, knowing there was most likely a camera embedded in the wood somewhere. "You can watch me as long as you're cute," he joked before stripping down and slipping on a black t-shirt and a pair of black sweat pants. He really didn't care who was watching him. After all he'd been viewed naked plenty of times within the walls of Area 51.

Turning to leave, he stopped as he caught sight of something familiar in his peripheral vision. Sitting atop the desk along the far wall was the jacket he had been wearing when they first arrived at Earth. He walked over to it and picked up the folded hoodie and stared at it a moment, remembering how he had constantly brought it up to the scientist and security guards that he'd like it back. It smelled of antiseptic, but that didn't matter. The rain would wash that away. This kind of frustrated him though, but he brushed the annoyance away and put it on before leaving his room.

"I'm going outside to get some fresh air. Can't be shut up indoors with weather like this!", he said loudly with a smile as he hopped down the stairs. "Anyone can feel free to join me, of course." He didn't wait for a reply from the boys downstairs, knowing Antos would be the last person to go out in the rain. His fear of water was pretty amusing, to be honest. It looked like the girls had all headed up to their rooms for now, too.

He exited the kitchen and hurried out the front door, thrilled to see that the rain had begun to come down. It wasn't a heavy storm or anything, but even so, he had to admit the feel of the cold liquid against his skin was refreshing. Actually, being outside at all was wonderful in itself.

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Did he have the time to spare? The time to look into the room? Yes, he did. He always had enough time to look. Enough time to watch. Nothing was more important. His eyes were glazed over, lost in his own mind as the cigarette lazily burned away at the corner of his mouth, occasionally, ashes would fall from it and lose themselves within the fibers of the carpet, but he didn't notice as his mind was far away, staring at walls covered with photos, news paper articles, and thin strings that interwove and connected the pictures making a massive, and often, unreadable pattern. There was no pattern. But there was. There had to be. There had to be something within the massive... Or... maybe there was something one of the many files and papers that were strewn around on the floor.

Lost in his own mind, he noticed neither Antos nor August entering their rooms and leaving once again. They didn't matter. This house didn't matter. Nothing else did at this moment for there had to be something. He was missing something. Some small little detail, missing it for years. Some instinct, some hardwired reflex, had his eyes roaming the hallway, seeing but not comprehending what was before him. Aika? Yes, Aika, it was as if looking at her through a haze, but it seemed she take it as him looking at her prompting her to speak to him.

His eyes looked over the overly large bundle she was carrying to rest on her lips. There were moving... but he wasn't hearing what they were saying. It was an odd sensation, if he could spare the time or brain power to ponder it, he would have almost enjoyed the sensation, but he was on auto-pilot. She didn't seem to require or need his input which was good. He had nothing to add as her lips continued to move before stopping again. He managed to catch 'sewing' and 'supplies' and finally her lips stopped their dance. Xavier started to nod his head forward, but it wasn't needed as she turned and left. Whatever it was, it could wait.

Xavier tilted his head back, his mind racing through all the dates, images, numbers, faces that had been haunting him for years. For some reason, even moving lips seemed to flash through his mind, but he couldn't remember whose lips they were almost as if the feature he had just been staring at on Aika no longer belonged to her. One of them. One of them had to be it. Ash from his cigarette tumbled down and landed on his shoulder, the last of it, as his cigarette had burned itself out long ago, the sudden movement just enough to dislodge the last of the ash.

One... little peek. Perhaps... perhaps this time would be enough? Perhaps... He... yes... he could get her the supplies later. It wouldn't arrive till tomorrow anyways. Slowly, he turned around and fitted the key back into the lock and turned it until the knob clicked. Leaning against the door as if it took everything he had to stand there, he slowly pushed it open, the darkness calling to him. Urging him to step into the dark room with the covered windows.

He could no more resit the pull then a starving man could resist a feast, pausing only to shut the door which he did not bother to lock as he had more important things to do, he entered deeper into the room content to lose himself for a bit. They... they could handle themselves for a bit. Give them time to... adjust.

Stumbling to a small table near the bed, he pulled on the lamps chain filling the room with a cold, dim light. It was just as he remembered it. The floor filled with strewn about files and papers, the far wall covered in thousands of pictures, news paper clips, and a massive interwoven web of strength that linked everything and nothing. He had recreated it from memory. Taking it down from his broken house and putting it back up here... This... This was his home.

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He chuckled to himself at his friends suggestion,"Maybe next time, Mako." He said, then realized that he chuckled...Was it reflexive? It had to be, the sound of it was foreign to him. He thought no more on it as he let him and Antos and August go off to their rooms.

Bosco stopped outside of his and looked across the hall to where Kou's room was labeled. He couldn't help but give a small smile. He got to keep his friends close. Stepping inside he gave one last look over his shoulder towards her room then turned to go inside. It was strange how normal it looked... The bed was large and on a simple wooden frame, plenty of pillows and a few pieces of comfortable furniture. Simple... the room was simple. And Bosco was very fine with simple. But then came the thought of the cameras...

His face took on a faint tinge of red, but it was not from embarrassment. It was a slight bit anger that infested his thoughts. Did those people not get a good enough look at them back at the Area? And the girls... He wanted to find every camera and crush them with his bare hands. Looking down at his clenched fist, one that he didn't realize he had made, he took a deep breath before he let the annoyance work itself into something worse. He unclenched his fist, such thoughts would be counter productive here. They were informed of the cameras, proper steps could be taken to avoid them should the need arise.

But for now, he would let Mako enjoy the well earned privacy and swallow what pride was left and change here. Opening the closet he got to see all manner of manner of styles that the humans wore. He took of his clothes and dressed himself in a comfortable pair of loose blue jeans and a grey t-shirt. Finding a pair of shoes he put those on as well, mostly because he had the choice of whether or not to where them. That and he didn't know what was around the corner. He had never been able to afford such a selection of clothes before, he barely knew what to do with all of them.

This sort of place... it might be dangerous to get comfortable here. As he stepped into the hallway He turned to watch Antos and August head downstairs, looking the other direction he saw Xavier at the end of the hall. The smell of the smoke didn't bother him too much. As he was about to go he caught sight of Kou's door again, he had the strong urge to check on her. To make sure she was okay after all of this. But he would let girls have their privacy now, likely hood is that they would be changing and cleaning up as the guys were. Not something that would be wise of him to interrupt. With face slightly red at the thought, he shook it from his mind and headed downs stairs.

He had went to the seat where he had been at Antos's other side. He didn't sit, instead he reached to grab a few pieces of bacon. "Well Atty, if you don't want the shower, I will use it next if the girls don't take it. I'm going to go hang with August a little bit. I'll be back... Though I suppose by then that I won't need a shower."

Shoving the bacon in his mouth, he followed after August, and no it was not just to spite him. Bosco did want to inquire about a few things, mainly the boys thoughts on all this. Immediately upon stepping outside, as the cold rain hit his shoulders it made his back arch in chill. But the shudder that came afterwards was energizing. Human rain... it smelled different here than on Artemis. Not by much, though. He pulled up his hood and looked up at the grey clouds, half expecting to see a large fish peeking from the clouds... But alas. This was not home. The skies of earth seemed relatively lifeless so far. Casting his gaze back down, he stopped behind August, "The rain fits the atmosphere of this change, doesn't it? Cold but welcome. " He said,breaking the ice. "So what do you think? By the way, you might want to make sure they didn't bug your jacket. I wouldn't put it past the humans to do such a things." He asked, to try and get Augusts take on this situation. Though he was a little surprised that jacket even survived.

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Thunder crackled overhead, the loud noise growing rather annoying to the alien. He leaned back in his chair, sighing. He was certain the drug hadn't fully wore off, as he still was a bit sleepy, though he didn't really wish to take nap in the kitchen. However, he was distracted from his thoughts by August, who announced that he was going outside and that they were free to join him. Rain and August? Yeah, he'd pass. Bosco was next to make an appearance, drifting to Antos's other side for some bacon. The way Bosco spoke made it seem like nothing had happened at all - as if they were still on their ship, talking casually once again. Bosco claimed the shower next, something Antos didn't mind in the slightest. He knew that he was dirty, as he could feel some leftover, dried blood upon his skin, and he was certain that he probably didn't smell too great. Still, he decided it would be best to procrastinate, putting the deed off as long as he could.

Soon, it was just Mako and he in the kitchen, Antos smiling at the energetic boy. But, his attention did not hold long, his eyes flickering back to the food upon the table. He settled upon a piece of bacon, picking his chosen piece from the pile sat there. It had grown colder than Antos really liked it, his palm cracking into flames, the food held above it. He was careful not to catch it on fire, as that could cause problems he wasn't so keen to deal with. Quickly, he extinguished the flamed, realizing that he might have made it too hot. He could never win.

As he waited for it to cool just a bit, he turned to Mako, about to start a conversation. However, he stopped, realizing what he might have done. Mako wasn't scared of fire - was he? Antos knew that some of the others were, and he certainly didn't want to be the one to trigger bad memories for them. But he had just carelessly used his power in front of his friend... was it going to have the same effect?

He felt it best to change the subject. "So, how are you liking the home?" he inquired, taking a bite of the bacon, which he immediately gagged on. He'd burnt it to a crisp, its delectable taste changed to a bland, smoky charcoal. He placed what he hadn't eaten on the counter, making a mental note to throw it away later.

Antos listened to what Mako had to say. He didn't imagine that any of this was easy on the boy, though he knew Mako remembered less than others. Antos figured that was for the best. That place was...

Nope, he wasn't going to go there! He scolded his mind for trying to drag up such thoughts. He ordered it to, instead, make sure it was listening to Mako. Once his friend was finished, Antos turned, his eyes peering around the kitchen. "Well I, for one, would love to go and explore the house a bit more. Would you like to come with me?" he asked as he stood up, grabbing the blackened piece of bacon and placing it in the nearest waste bin. Too bad he had ruined it, and he wasn't too eager to get another. Oh well...

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The sound of rain had never bothered Momo, in fact, he rather loved the patter of raindrops on the roof and the occasional flash of lightning. It was familiar and almost comforting if not for the terrified yelp that had come from upstairs. His attention was attracted to the person beside him when the smell of something burning filtered under his nose. Mako turned his curious yellow eyes to the scorching plate of bacon and followed the shimmering hands up to the only person left at the table.

Fire was not something he was afraid of, in fact, he could kind of relate to fire. The orange color, the way it flickered restlessly like it was ready to jump and become alive. Mako was entranced by the way he could use it so easily, he knew it hurt Antos, but it was still pretty awesome. He turned back to his food, embarrassed that he had been watching when the other boy turned the heat.

Mako was happily eating his omelet when Antos inquired about his thoughts on the house. Truthfully, Mako did not have any, but he would make some up if it meant holding the attention of his current boy crush. "It's cool, the architecture of the outside is really nice and whoever was hired as the interior designer did a great job of choosing cozy furniture." Mako knew nothing about styling houses, his own house on Artemis had been designed by professionals because of the copious amounts of money his parents enjoyed wasting.

Makoto poured himself a cup of water and took a swig, trying to decide if there was anything else he should say when Antos asked him if he would like to explore. "I would love to!" He put his fork down and jumped right up, snatching a piece of bacon that wasn't burn to a crisp by his friend and following the boy out of the kitchen.

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Makoto seemed quite willing to jump on the idea of exploring the home, something Antos had been itching to do upon arrival. He would have been content to go on his own, as he had planned to do so, but the idea of having company seemed a much better one, especially after all of the isolation that they had endured. "Right," he said, scooting his seat back as he stood, its legs easily sliding against the polished floor. Now that he had regained his footing, he allowed curiosity to drag him the rest of the way, gliding out of the kitchen and dining room and into the foyer in which they had entered, making sure to keep a slow pace as to stay by Mako.

Antos had to admit, he was fascinated by the house's architecture. Was this the way all human structures were designed? How interesting! However, he forced himself to use self-control, as he knew his more energetic companion would, most likely, not be eager to study every aspect of the home. So, he made his way to the living room that resided across the hall. It looked rather cozy, and welcoming, muttering something about it being rather neat, though he did not give the room too much attention as he was sure he had heard the door open. Antos recognized the voices as Bosco and August, who didn't seem to have noticed their two friends, as they were up the steps in a moment’s notice. It felt weird, to hear the voices of his friends after being away from then for so long. It was refreshing, even, knowing that they were okay.

However, his thoughts didn't linger on that subject for long, returning to his urge to explore. He hadn't really thought to ask where Mako wished to go, though it certainly would have been a polite gesture instead of dragging the poor boy around, instead attracted to the marble staircase that lead upstairs. It's beauty was remarkable, as was the fact that someone had taken the time to carve such a delicate feature to the house for the sole purpose of their use. Antos almost called the humans kind for giving them such a marvelous home, though he quickly reminded himself that they were anything but. This was merely an act to get their alien guests to forgive and forget. Antos, though, wished it was a true display of kindness, as he'd like to have thought that they had somehow changed. Still, he knew they hadn't.

Still, how gorgeous! He swiftly hopped along every smooth step, a hand running along the glossed wooden railing. But, he stopped when he reached the top as he heard a door slam from below, and footsteps and voices following after. Before he could think to inquire what was happening, Kou came racing up the steps, rather frantically, toward the second floor hallway. In her determination to get wherever she was going, Antos doubted she had even noticed that she had passed by two of her fellow aliens, though Antos hadn't really engaged her, instead leaning against the railing so that she could pass.

He almost called out to her, asking what was wrong, though he refrained from doing so, as he was fairly certain Kou did not like him and he didn't wish to make matters worse. Instead, he turned to Mako, merely shrugging, as if to say that he had no idea what was going on. He continued up the steps, watching as Kou knocked upon the door at the end of the hallway, the one he'd seen the human leaning against only a bit earlier. Whatever it was that was troubling her, Xavier was certainly in a better position to fix it than Antos was, unless, of course, she needed something burnt.

Antos lost interest in the subject of Kou's behavior, instead finding himself attracted to the second set of stairs that he had yet to explore. "I wonder what's up here..." he thought aloud, hoping Mako shared a similar curiosity, as he did not wish to be dragging his friend around. He had said he wished to explore, though, so it wasn't like Antos was forcing him to act.

The second staircase was easy to climb, leading to another hallway that resembled the second. Were these... more bedrooms? It wouldn't hurt to check, so he pulled the nearest door open, his eyes immediately widening at the sight. The first thing he noticed was not that the two other boys were there, but the tremendous amount of books that this room held. He let out an audible gasp, leaving poor Mako in the dust as he rushed to the shelves, immediately pulling out novels from their places. He did not recognize their authors, nor their names, but they looked so intriguing none the less. This room made the small collection in his own bedroom look petty. "Who's... Dose-toe-vesky?" he asked, slaughtering the pronunciation of Dostoevsky. However, the question was closed ended, as he immediately sank down into the nearest seat he could find and began to read.

Though he became a bit distracted with what exactly he was sitting on. Looking down, he found himself in some sort of large, circular, squishy pack of... what were those, beads? His body sunk into the strange chair, sliding along the leather. "Guys, you've got to try this out!" he called to his fellow aliens, leaping up from the item humans know to be a bean bag, casting his book aside.

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After about an hour in the library and Mako doing nothing but opening books, flipping through dusty pages, then putting them back, they were called downstairs by the human Xavier. Relieved that he wouldn't have to give some excuse to Antos so that he could leave, Mako put the book he had just picked up back and looked at the other three in the room. August, Bosco, and Antos had looked up as well but Mako had his doubts that they would actually come to whatever lecture Xavier intended to give. "I'm gonna go down there, maybe he has something important to tell us." Whatever the reason, Makoto did not want to spend another second in the archaic library with the ancient computers. Who used such bizarre things anymore? Had earth not updated their systems to hologram projections?

Mako left, going down two flights of steps to get to the bottom floor. He spotted the girls in the living room, but only counted three heads. Where was Xena? Perhaps she was asleep? Shaking his head, Mako made his way over and plopped onto one of the leather recliners. It was huge and he felt like he was sinking into it. "What's going on ladies?" He asked, putting his hands behind his head and attempting to finally relax despite the fact that he had counted four cameras in the room. Oh wait, make that five.

Suddenly Mako spotted Moa's arm and his eyes widened. "Whoa, Moa what happened?" He clambered out of the seat and walked forward, kneeling down to examine the damage. It did not look good. Maybe this was why Xavier called them down? Oh no! Was he going to announce that Moa had to go back!?

"Your head is going to over heat if you keep over thinking that hard." A squeak came from beside him. Mako stood up and scratched the back of his head, "you're right. Hey Aika, do you know why we were all called down here?"


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Kou had knocked on Xavier's door for what felt like hours until finally he swung it open with a look of indignation. "Moa's arm is broken!" His expression changed quickly and he instructed Kou to wait outside while he shut the door and disappeared into his room. A few minutes later the human emerged and told her to wait downstairs with the others.

Instead of going back down, Kou went to her room and changed out of her soggy clothing and then went to Moa's room to grab the other female a pair. She grabbed the first pair of pants and shirt that she could reach on the high shelves and ran downstairs, careful not to wrinkle the bundle. "I brought you some dry clothes," Kou said and placed them on the couch for when Moa was ready. "Xavier called someone I think, but he told me we should wait down here."

And wait they did, it was nearly an hour before anything happened and Kou's nerves were on edge. What if they had to take Moa back? What if they weren't going to let her return home? It didn't help that Mako came in and started asking questions that only seemed to confirm Kou's worst thoughts. She curled up into the corner of the couch, glad that Aika was here. Xena was nowhere to be found, but that was fine by her. That girl scared her with her mood swings and quite frankly, Kou couldn't handle that right now.

The only thing that broke the silence besides Mako's babbling was the occasional boom of thunder. Each one seemed to be louder then the last and after about the tenth one Kou couldn't take it any longer. "How is waiting around going to fix you!" She didn't mean to yell, but the girl believed that it was her fault that this had happened because Moa had come outside to rescue her when she had slipped in the wet grass. Abruptly, the door bell rang and Kou jumped. She had not expected that sound.

"I'll get it," Kou left quickly, her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. She looked out the window to see one of the least governmently looking people she had ever seen. His hair was shaved in some sort of odd fashion statement dyed the brightest shade of yellow the salon offered. "Hello?" She opened the door a drop, wondering who this human was. Was he a friend of Xavier's? The one who was going to fix Moa?

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Now this was a call. And here he had thought that he would be getting the next few days off after all that work he had put into the house. But sure enough, something got broken already. Job security, right? Aw, Manny didn't mind. He loved his job. This was a good chance to meet the kids that were to take up residence here. And may give him a good idea how long the house would stay in good condition.

Manny was a sight coming into the driveway. With all the other agents driving lovely black SUV's, Manny was driving a white work van with a battered box trailer behind it. He scanned his ID at the gate and they did a quick check of the trailer and van and let him through. After putting the van in park, he clipped his name badge to his clothes and zipped up his pastel blue jumpsuit. Put a pencil behind his ear and his ever handy screwdriver and channel locks in his back pocket. Always great things to have on hand. Getting out, he walked and opened the sidedoors of his van to get his toolbag before making his way to the front door.

Manny was humming to himself as he got to the doorstep and firmly pressed the doorbell. And he wasn't kept waiting as the door opened quick enough. What a cute little girl. Had to be one of them aliens. They sure didn't look so different from humans. Putting on his biggest grin, he greeted her, "Well hello there! I'm Agent Collins. Word has it that there is some fixin' to be doin', as I might say. Have I come to the right house?" He asked. He knew he had. But he was being friendly, and giving the girl some control over the situation that might make her feel more at ease.

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"Well hello there! I'm Agent Collins. Word has it that there is some fixin' to be doin', as I might say. Have I come to the right house?" Slowly Kou nodded her head and stepped out of the way for him. He didn't look anything like the typical agent what with his wild hair and bright blue jumpsuit; he looked more like a handy man then anything. Kou was skeptical, but she did not say anything. "I'm Kou," She replied and led him to the living room. "Can you really fix her hand?"

She sat on the floor across from the others, watching intently. If he tried to hurt Moa, or tried to take her back with him Kou would not hesitate to bite. She put her thumbnail between her teeth, anticipating quietly for the moment that he would be finished. Across the room Mako was twiddling his thumb and checking his wrist as if he actually wore a watch, he wasn't particularly interested in mechanics and whatnot, but Xavier had told them all to come down to this room in order to meet the new agent so here he was, waiting to start a conversation with the others but they were all so quiet around the human.

Bosco, August, Antos, Aika, and Xena were gathered there as well although Xavier, their supposed guardian had yet to make an appearance since breakfast. Perhaps they should drag the agent out of his room and make him explain why had had called a meeting and then failed to show up himself?

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Manny looked down and smiled at the girl, didn't look like she could hurt a fly. But of course he knew otherwise. With bag in hand, the older man followed her inside, setting it down on a small end table and looking around the home. Still intact, that was a good sign. He was half expecting this place to be wrecked. Manny gave her a chuckle when she asked him if she could fix Mao. "But of course I can! I can fix darn near everything. No need to worry yourself, young lady." He said to Kou and patted her lightly on the shoulder.

Moving over to his bag, he pulled out a few standard tools and pocketed them,"Alright dear, first I need to see what the problem is. Just a harmless little diagnostic. I was told that you got wet, if that is the case then this will be done in a matter of minutes. It being just a short, all I have to do is locate it and reinsulate it." He calmly told Mao, keeping a calm smile. Working with live wires always carried a thrill. Especially alien stuff. This was the kind of work he lived for. So he got to work, he had already looked over the wonderous schematics the agency had given him on her but thankfully this small of a fix was standard electrician work.


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Bosco did not quite know what to make of this guy. He was another agent, and that immediately put him on alert. Sure, he sounded nice, and didn't seem like he was meaning any harm. But that was how these agents get to you. Still, Moa did needed help, this man was apparently qualified to do at least minor repairs. He didn't seem intimidated at all by the mech girl's inner workings. Bosco would still keep an eye on her though.

Bosco sighed, and looked out the window. The glass was still covered in droplets but it had stopped raining. Such strange weather here on earth. He sort of began to zone out as he gazed outside. To think he was just sitting here. Waiting to go home, but that goal felt like centuries away. Kou, August, Moa, Mako... His thoughts drifted from person to person, to home and earth and future and past.

He shook his head to try and get his mind away from that stuff. Thinking too much about those things would put him in a bad place. He needed to focus on the here and now. Surely it couldn't hurt to just forget everything for just one afternoon.