Tabitha Wilkins's Story

Brooklyn

Before Brooklyn knew it, Tony had made his way toward her cell and shoved the keys into the keyhole, unlocking it with a bit of a jingle. She hated being told what to do, as if she was some sort of child or animal, she wasn't either of those nor was anyone else there. A soft growl could be heard escape from her lips as she let herself slowly touch down onto the floor, softly.

Brooklyn Hesitantly followed behind him, watching as he let out both Vivid and Charles as well. There wasn't very much a doubt in her mind that Tony would be sick minded enough to want to give out pain to more than one subject.

"I'm not a cat," she said under her breath, keeping her distance enough away from Tony to feel safe within herself. It wasn't very often that feeling safe came along, even if trying to feel that way.

Tabitha

Tabitha walked down the long corridor of the facility, clipboard in hand as she wrote down onto her. The woman's shoes made quite a loud 'click' and 'clack' on the hard floor beneath her feet. It seemed as another typical day within the place, subjects screaming due to the pain most testers placed on them, others cooped up in their cells after said events, all the same. As she continued her way down the hall she noticed a couple of her colleagues standing around, one of them was taking three of the test subjects for most likely a dose of pain. The other she wasn't very sure about at the moment, no likely no good though.

When she had gotten close enough to them she stopped, looking towards the two than at the subjects with the one. "Good evening Tony, Nick," she greeted them both kindly, "to you as well Brooklyn, Vivid, and Charles."

She'd always liked greeting the subjects as friendly as she could, it kept her in a sense of mind that she was only doing this for scientific purposes, though it never really felt like it. "Going off to do some work?" she questioned curiously, knowing the answer already of course.

Vivid didn't mind Tabitha. She wasn't rude to the subjects, but Vivid knew that in the body of her's was a cold merciless heart, like all other so called 'scientists'. She was even friendlier than Tony, or, at least that is the view she got from her. Vivid gave a much less vicious snort in derision. "Work. Sure. Must be what they call it these days," she said, sarcastically. Torture is more like it. She cocked her eyebrow, which turned a beautiful shade of blue, to match the streak in her hair. If she wanted to, she could escape, right now, right here. Not like they could shoot her down dead, and doubled with invisibility, they would be shooting blind. But where would she go? She was on an island after all. And who would help her through the awful sickness that would wash over her? It would never work. Not without help. Not without a boat. No, she wouldn't be able to escape this dreadful island. Never. A thought pricked into her mind. A horrible thought. But oh, so very tempting. What if she cooperated? Let them test her without difficulty? Preform the tests to the best of her ability? Gain their trust? Help them? She would be treated better. Much better. And she wouldn't have to worry about escaping, when she wouldn't need to. If she was on their side...... No. She pushed the thought from her mind, but it still lingered on the edges. Tickling her thoughts. What if?

"However did you guess, Tabitha?" Nick finally replaced the face mask he'd used to go into Andras' cell, putting it back with the rest of the protective gear he'd decided to neglect. "Same old. Subjects to see, tests to carry out, the usual routine." He leant against the door, only briefly glancing towards the door of Bailey's cell. She'd shut up soon enough. Nick raised an eyebrow, smirking. "However, what's a pretty thing like you doing down here in a place like this?" The flirting was only a joke (well, partly) - if he had been serious, he certainly would have used a better pick up line. No, this was merely to poke fun at Tabitha. He knew how she felt about most of the other testers, if not all of them. "Certainly not doing tests. You might break a nail." Now he'd just moved into a realm of jibes.

Another minute passed, another outburst from Bailey. He really would have to do something about that, but not yet. Let her shout for a little bit first, wear her throat out. However, everyone else seemed to be starting to move. No point standing here. Who was left for him to play with? Well, someone had already marked herself out as a target. Nick pushed himself off the wall he'd been leaning on and began making his way to Bailey's cell, passing the small group that was forming with his fellow testers. Here he paused for a moment, grabbing the blue streak in Vivid's hair and tugging on it so her head was pulled back, all so she could see him while he responded to her comment. "Indeed. All in a day's work, Vivid. Well. Maybe a lifetime for you."

A quick push to move the girl away and Nick was off again, eventually reaching Bailey's cell. He could hear sobbing inside - interesting. But he didn't open the door just yet, instead leaning against it so Bailey could hear him. "Don't stop yelling Bailey. I'm really interested to find out what you're going to do to me. Because you're fantastic at getting into my dreams, aren't you?" Of course, thanks to his little artificial gift, she could barely scratch them. It wouldn't hurt to remind her though.

Brooklyn

Brooklyn took a glance over to Charles when she had heard him speak, nothing more than just a simple hello, towards everyone she presumed. “Hello,” she said in return to him before turning her head away, wondering what sort of tests were going to happen today.

When she’d looked away from the man she saw one of the scientists pull on some of Vivid’s hair, such cruel treatment. Brooklyn only hoped that the testing would get done and over with, but when she was out of her cell that was always a way she could be able to break free from the facility.

Without the walls in her cells confining her, she could easily phase through and out the walls of the facility and be free. Yet, there wasn’t any doubt in her mind they’d end up finding her, they were on an island after all.

[Tabitha

Tabitha let out a small, sarcastic laugh towards the man. His odd ways of trying to poke fun of her never really bothered her in the least, she only had to deal with him here and here only. “Working of course, I don’t just come down here to treat the subjects like dirt and get some sort of… nasty pleasure out of it like you do,” she looked at him with a dull smile.

“Me? Break a nail? No I don’t much care about that, they’re only nails nothing more, I’m not all about looks you know,” she flashed him her hand, her nails had been trimmed down nice and short, how she liked them.

“I like testing for more of a scientific purpose, I am a scientist after all,” Tabitha paused from speaking when she’d heard Bailey yelling down the hall, screaming about something. Soon nick went walked down towards Bailey’s cell, not before pulling on Vivid’s hair, causing her to give a slight glare. That man didn’t have any limits what-so-ever.

With a shrug of her shoulders she turned around to Tony, giving him one more look before walking off down the corridor, towards one of the cells. It was Jak Ross’s cell, the one who was able to morph into shadows. “Alright, Jak, it’s time for some testing.. you’ll come peacefully yes?,” she questioned before opening the door to the cell, quickly turning the flood lights off that kept him from escaping under the shadow of under the door.

Jak was thinking about how they would test him today, would they test how long he could last in diffrent lighting conditions again or would they test his ability to see in the dark again. Hopefully its just going to be them testing to see how well his sight is in the dark again.

Jak slowly emerged from the shadow of his bed when suddenly the sounds of footsteps approaching penetrated into his ears. Slowly he crept up to the door as it swung open, and was met with the sight of Tabitha.

“Alright, Jak, it’s time for some testing.. you’ll come peacefully yes?”

Jack responded nonchalantly stating simply, “Ya I’ll come peacefully. It’s not like my power can really do much harm to another person.” He followed Tabitha out as she turned off the flood lights, then warily he glanced around, making sure it wasn’t some sort of trick or trap. Satisfied, he continued after her.

Jak walked slowly behind Tabitha, following without any resistance as he thought idly to himself how they would test him, and how like he could possibly last. Would they test him in his ability to remain in different light conditions again, or would he tested to see in the dark? He sighed inwardly; he hoped for the latter, it sounded less painful.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Brooklyn

“Oh, great, just I wanted to do today, run on a tread mill,” he said sarcastically, a look of irritation seen on her face as she looked towards the treadmills in the room. It had taken her a moment to get on one of the machines, but soon enough she found her way on to one, no matter how much she didn’t want to.

Brooklyn heard Vivid’s voice talking towards the man, asking what speed and how long they’d be running for. “What a little suck up,” she commented, only taking a moment to glance over towards the girl, her eyes staring at her just long enough till Tony came to press the electrodes onto their skin. When the needles of the devices had poked out she barley even made a wince. They were annoying, but practically painless none-the-less.

Tabitha

Tabitha let out just a small chuckled to herself as she heard Jak talk, “oh Mr. Ross, just because you’re power isn’t the kind that could harm a person, you’ve more than enough potential to harm someone in a physical way with your bare hands. Doesn’t take much to do that.” She glanced back towards the boy as she continued to walk down the corridor, finally finding a room she could use.

Taking a left turn she entered, stopping to turn around and make sure Jak was right behind her. Satisfied with knowing he was she gestured for him to take a seat from the one she had already sat herself in. “Make yourself comfortable, Jak, I’m not here to harm you in the sick foul ways you’ve seen my coworkers do. I’m merely here for the science darling,” her words were soft and harmless. She went out of her way to make her subjects feel comfortable, no point in being harsh it only makes them less cooperative.

“oh Mr. Ross, just because you’re power isn’t the kind that could harm a person, you’ve more than enough potential to harm someone in a physical way with your bare hands. Doesn’t take much to do that.” said Tabitha with a chuckle.

"If you read my charts," Jak said, "you would know I have average strength and wouldn't be stupid enough to fight you guys. Especially since you have flashlights, it's basically pointless to fight back."

When they got to the room where they were going to test, Jak sat down in the chair as instructed, and looked up as Tabitha said “Make yourself comfortable, Jak, I’m not here to harm you in the sick foul ways you’ve seen my coworkers do. I’m merely here for the science darling.”

Jak pondered her words, trying to figure out if she was indeed tell him the truth, and meant no harm. "I know that because if you were like the others you would have lit up my cell with a flashlight to get me out and then make sure I was in front when going to the testing area." Was his final response.

Brooklyn

Brooklyn rolled her eyes as Tony walked by, turning on all the treadmills on low, an easy little jog yet nothing more so far. “Why would I want to do that? Throw away my dignity to treat you sadistic bastards better than you treat us? I’d rather loose a body part than something as disgusting as that,” she said towards the man as she started to jog on the treadmill.

The subject could feel her body start to accumulate sweat as she continued to jog, the warmth of the room speeding up the sweating process quite a bit. This sort of testing wasn’t as bad as what would usually happen, but with the heat the way it was, it might as well be as bad. Just for a moment she closed her eyes and let her mind wonder around for a bit, imagining a life beyond this hell hole.

Suddenly she felt an electric shock course through her body, no doubt the works of the stupid little electrodes on her body. She let out a faint growl and cringed slightly, her feet slowly phasing through the treadmill below her. Before she could phase through anymore she caught herself and pulled herself back up onto the treadmill, starting to jog once again.

After a few seconds she glanced over towards the other two, Vivid catching her attention greatly. The girl’s skin was a rainbow and colors and different designs, all seemed to be for the amusing pleasure of the tester though. It almost made her sick to her stomach, she might as well have been flirting with the man instead.


Tabitha

Tabitha listened to him talk about how the others would have gotten him out of his cell and such. She didn’t approve of how they did things, but there wasn’t anything she could very well do about it. “That’s it them though, this is me and this is how I run things,” she began, “I’ve never seen the point and all the harsh treatments you all get here and quite frankly it’s a little sickening if you ask me.”

Her clipboard was placed into her lap and she began to write a few things down to start with, just general things of how he looked before starting here experiment. The woman stood up and gestured for Jak to do the same, soon walking over to where she had placed and arranged selection of light sources. Different kinds of flashlights, lighters, matches, anything that would emit some sort of light.

“Alright, what we’re going to do today is calculate what kind of lights affect you the most. I know it’s painful for you but I promise it won’t be too terribly long, I’ll even give you a couple of pain killers to help with the pain when we’re done,” she looked at him with a soft smile before grabbing at the lowest source of light, a match.

“When you’re ready just tell me,” she said, holding the match towards the side of the box.

“That’s it them though, this is me and this is how I run things. I’ve never seen the point and all the harsh treatments you all get here and quite frankly it’s a little sickening if you ask me.”

Jak looked at the woman, thinking for a moment over the words. “Yea, they take things for their own enjoyment but I think you are all in the wrong by abducting us from our homes and lives. Well, that’s my opinion at least.”

Jak watched as Tabitha began producing various luminary devices, and shuttered. So it’s this type of test, he said to himself. His thoughts were interrupted by Tabitha as she spoke again.

“Alright, what we’re going to do today is calculate what kind of lights affects you the most. I know it’s painful for you but I promise it wont’ be too terribly long, I’ll even give you a couple of pain killers to help with the pain when we’re done.” She paused for a moment, then finished. “When you’re ready just tell me.”

Jak sighed, and in his bored tone stated that he was ready. He watched then as Tabitha lit a match, and he had to squint his eyes in response. “Ow, that is bright, but I can still see… Not too much though. It feels like I’m getting acid thrown on my face but I think I can manage.” It was always natural light sources that caused the worse pain. Jak hated that type of light, but at least the scientists kept him inside the facility with only a small window.

Jak’s mulled these thoughts over, and was suddenly reminded about his family. They weren’t too keen on camping or traveling, but did they love family time. He remembered how he couldn’t wait to get away from them and most of all how he hated being around his sister. She was a bright light of hope and joy, and that sickened Jak to no end. How could one person be so cheery? She maintained that, even after finding that Jak escaped from the house and enjoyed sneaking into theatres and stealing from stores. She never got mad, or even tattled to his parents, instead she simply scolded him.

Still, even though he preferred to stay away from her, he couldn’t help but talk to her and act nice when they did have their little encounters. They’d talk for hours about his powers in his room, and he couldn’t help but feel homesick now. He wished he could get back there, but he knew he couldn’t. There was no escape from the island, and for now he thought, he’d just focus on getting through these tests alive.

((Don't worry about it *patpat* glad you had fun on your family vacation))

Brooklyn

Brooklyn rolled her eyes and continued to run, not bothering to talk back to him. She most likely knew they would cut off a limb just for their stupid experiments, not like they had anything better to do with their time than crap like that. Her arms crossed over her chest, she could feel her sweat falling down from her arms down onto the treadmill below.

“Yes it was involuntary and I don’t know what the hell it was, it could have been some kind of defense mechanism to keep myself from getting too hurt by you losers,” she almost shouted back to him. There wasn’t any way she couldn’t have noticed the little fan he’d taken out to cool himself off with. Couldn’t go through the heat like the rest of them she supposed, wimp.

Tabitha

“Well that’s a rather interesting start,” she said, writing down what Jak had to say how it felt.

“Alright let us try this next,” Tabitha grabbed a lighter from the table and in no time she had the thing lit up quite nicely. She preceded to point it towards the boy, waiting for what he had to say about the light source and the way it was affecting him. It wasn’t as if she was enjoying doing this to him, nor anything to any of the subjects that caused pain, but she always gave him something afterwards to help with any pain that was still there after.

“How does that feel?” she asked the boy.

Jak had a rather rude comment in store for Tabitha when she said “Well that’s a rather interesting start,” but he kept it to himself.

“Alright, let us try this next,” said continued Tabitha as she produced a lighter and flicked it on. Because the lighter’s starter fluid was more on the man-made side it hurt less, and the brightness seemed to let him see more than the match.

“Well the lighter hurts like the match, but downgrade by about 10%, and then the light lets me see just a little better.” Jak paused a moment, waiting before finishing his statement by saying simply, “So what’s up next?”