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Carmine

Diector of the Lab "Listen or be punished."

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a character in “The Outside”, as played by yogitheambrangyl

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~Name: Carmine Quenell

~Age: She may be one of the few people who grew up in the lab to know her exact age. 27

~Gender: Female though her actions would make sense for a man.

~Skills:From growing up in the Lab her skills aren’t those of normal women her age. She learned quickly to not feel remorse, pity or sympathy. Through this she learned to better her torture techniques, ignoring the screams, the moans, the pleas for help, all she focused on getting was the information or getting out her anger. She is quite inventive of her techniques, and so she has had her own weapons and toys made just for her. One of which is her glove. A specially made devise made of many different blades, each one stitched on precisely. On the inside it is silky smooth metal, cool to the touch and fitted perfect to her hand. While the outside is quiet different than that, each blade faces out, making the glove a slicing pro. The slightest touch with cause a thin line of blood to appear on the skin and if used just right, the glove can cause you pain for days on end before you finally die of blood loss a week or two after Carmine has started with you. (I will add more as her other toys are revealed)

Another skill is her weapons skills. She is adept at throwing knives; she has found many ways to hide her knives and is able to reach them quickly. She will not easily miss a target with her knives unless she is unable to see the target or is greatly disabled.

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~Description: Carmine is like any other woman; she has all the right curves in all the right places. She gets a lot of attention from the guards, they think because of her good looks she is willing but they are wrong when they end up the ones down in the torture chambers. She is like a poisonous flower, she has all the good looks and enticing moves but when you approach, she will not hesitate to cut you down without remorse. She takes great offence to men coming at her uninvited, she does not let anyone dominate except for her, that is her job and that is where she is going to stay if she has anything to do with it.

Because she rarely leaves the Lab her features are close to the mutants despite her position as the Lab’s director. She has light colored skin from not being outdoors often. She spends most of her time inside her study/office, in the experiment rooms or down in the torture chambers. Once in awhile she will go outside, this will usually be her taking matters into her own hands and going after whatever it was that the others could not obtain. Rarely will she go outside for her own desires like tanning or watching a sunset. If she did go outside more often her skin would be more tanned than the pale dark skin she has.

She has a small frame that makes her look frail. Despite her small stature of five feet nine inches, she is a lot stronger than her body makes her look. She could very easily outrun the fastest guard and takedown the strongest guard within a few minutes. This is from the few modifications she had done to herself. Of course the serums and potions were tested on others first and perfected before she had them made for herself. Because of these modifications, she still has her small body, and at the same time has great strength, and healing.

Her face is stunning; many of the new guards and naive slightly older boys they bring in for experiments will stop and stare. With her high cheek bones and perfectly curved eyebrows, her eyes have a perfect frame to them. Her eyes look like onyx stones, dark black pools that usually feel as if they are staring into your soul. This is generally a literal statement, while torturing someone she will manage to get the information you keep closet to you, bring to light your most kept secrets. You won’t generally see a kind light in them, she has rarely shown anyone kindness and so her eyes will most likely flash shades of red when she gets REALLY angry.

Her hair frames her face nicely like black silk. She keeps her hair straight and long, it flows down her back to her bare waist. She has long bangs that will hang in her face once in awhile and covers one eye, when she is angry, or having fun she will push her bangs out of her face. While she is torturing someone she will generally pull her hair into a ponytail to keep it out of the way. Because it is so long she can’t always keep her hair from brushing over all the blood that comes from her tortures, from this the ends of her hair are permanently died a deep crimson red. If she were too cut her hair the ends would end up red in just a few days, and it seems as if her hair absorbs the blood color and reaches farther up her hair.

Her smile is ruthless as well; any type of smile from her usually contains no form of sincerity or mercy. Her smiles will come in response to someone being in pain by her hand, or her orders being carried out the way she intended them to be carried out. These are the only things that will make her in anyway happy. Someone being in pain will bring her the most glee and will be one of the times she will actually laugh. This laugh is not sweet or kind; it’s hard and will cause a shudder to go through someone who hears it.

Her clothes are quite promiscuous. Her tops are generally small and leave her unmarked torso bare. She has a few bracelets that she keeps on her arms, but otherwise they are bare also. She will most often wear small shorts or a short skirt to go with her small tops. If she ever feels the need to dress up, she will most likely wear a shortcut dress that hugs her frame and reaches down to the floor, a large slit up one side will expose her bare leg. Despite wear a small amount of clothes, she finds ways to hide her weapons within them. The weapons she keeps on her at all times are her knives, she can find any place to hide one and has had some great training on how to use them to the best of her ability.

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~Personality: Carmine has a few different sides to her. The one that people see and get the wrath from is her normal everyday attitude. She is easily provoked and irritated by simple things that wouldn’t normally set someone off. Little things like someone not coming to her right away will get her angry, or someone not doing as they were told. Most of her irritations come from people not moving fast enough, not doing what she tells them to do, or things not coming out the way she wants them to be. When she is made, you can tell just by the sound of her voice. She will yell, scream and her voice carries through the hall to alert anyone else that she is angry.

She has very few outlets for this anger and the most efficient technique that she has found is the use of torture. She will take her anger out on the mutants, beating them and even doing experiments on them herself without the use of a sedative or pain killer. Her anger fuels her torture techniques and possesses. She can very easily ignore people’s screams, moans, groans, and pleas for help. All she cares about is hearing the screams and getting the information she requested.

This is the only time you will see her twisted type of humour and adrenaline happiness. Causing pain to others will put a smile on her face and is the one thing that will calm her down for a few days if she gets really into it. Hearing that someone is screaming will send a glee through her that she doesn’t normally get anywhere else. Most are scared of her sense of humour because she will laugh at people’s pain. She finds the most entertainment out of the tortures that happen, and her second most favourite is watching the Games that she has the scientists put on regularly.

Rarely will she show anyone any type of sympathy or kindness. There is one exception to her cruel attitude, Eriyk. Carmine and Eriyk grew up together in the Lab and so she has a small soft spot for her favourite and head guard. He is the only one that is able to talk to her without the fear of being the target of her wrath and also knows her almost as well as she does. He finds her the best people she can torture, the right people to work right under her and everyone else he will instruct and carry out discipline unless Carmine is in a bad mood.

~Fears: Being raised in the Lab, her father being the old director, and seeing all the things going on since she was little, she has no fears to speak of. If she were forced to say that she had one, she would say it would be someone else taking over the Lab but she knows that her position is secure and there is no threat of the job as Director being taken.

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~History:Carmine’s father was the Director of the Lab; the position was passed down from father to son since the organization was created. Each director had the same type of personality, angry, mean and liked using people with and without their knowledge. Carmine was the last child born to one of her father’s toys. He was getting old and he had not had a son in many years. The last one he had he gave to the Lab for experiments along with all the others that had been born. He didn’t want to die without a child being the next Director and so he kept Carmine. She grew up in the white halls of the Lab, hearing the screams, and even being witness to some of the tortures since she was old enough to walk on her own. Since she was able to get around on her own, her father let her fend for herself so she would become tough and uncaring. She quickly learned the ways to get what she wanted and who would give her the things she wanted. One of them was Eriyk, she would spend a lot of time with him when he wasn’t training with his father or out on some type of mission that her father had ordered. She preformed her first torture when she was ten. She had her father behind her but she worked alone, and after two days, she had more information out of the traitor than her father had expected. Not long after that her father started teaching her about running the Lab, choosing the experiments, making sure things happened on time, ect, ect. While her father was getting older he still held great control over the Lab and still didn’t notice her as often. During this time she did have a few experiments preformed on herself. Of course none were done without them being tested on others first and being perfected. The first was used to improve her physical abilities, to make her stronger, faster, all without changing her nicely formed body shape. The second was to enhance and speed her healing process. She can now heal any type of injury without the need of medical help. Small cuts almost instantly disappear, large injuries like gunshots and broken bones fix themselves in about an hour. The longest it has taken her to heal was a few hours with a head injury, great blood loss and her side ripped open deep enough to see the white of her ribs. Her father became sickly and the workers were starting to organize themselves into small groups, feuding with each other about what to do. This was her time to take over, it took several months before everyone started to fear, respect, and accept her position. One of the main events that got people listening to her was when she put herself in the Games; it was her against a fire mutant, a tiger mutant, and an eagle mutant. When she won she gained the respect of many of the scientists and their workers. But the guards were still unwilling to accept her rule. The deciding factor with them was her against their commander, who at the time was still Eriyk’s father. These matches were much the same as the Games; it was a fight to the death for role of the leader. This was the first and last time she hesitated on anything, she didn’t want to kill the one she called uncle or her best friend’s father. But she knew that if she did this, she would have all the guards working under her and Eriyk wouldn’t have to fight to be the next commander, he would get the role automatically by birthright. She went through with it and won the intense fight that lasted for almost a week with very little breaks and time for nourishment in between. With that, she became the official Director of the Lab and her childhood friend became her commander of the guards.

So begins...

Carmine's Story

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~Carmine~

She tilted her head, watching him. ”That is true…Emotions are great weapons when they are used correctly…” His words made her think, she did want to continue Dusk’s punishment, but she wasn’t too sure what her trigger would be, but Camelion might… She walked over to him, the blood on her hand still dripping slowly and she let a single drop land on the white lily, and watched it make a path down the petal. ”But innocence can be tainted, with just a little red…”

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~Carmine~

A smile started at the corner of her mouth and she glanced back at the guard still gathered at her office doors and the smile was gone. She stalked over, most of them backing up a step or two. ”Didn’t you hear before? Get back to your jobs!” The others that were still there glances at the Lily in her hair and she narrowed her eyes at them. ”Leave.” Her harsh command was just over a whisper and the remaining left immediately. She shut the door after them, making a loud slam as it shut, her hand splayed against it. She turned back towards Camelion, and went over to the library nook in her office and slid one of the shelves to the side, opening up to another room. She always kept her personal places out of sight and in places no one would think to look for her. Inside was basically her bedroom, large bed, closet and a large bathroom through a glass door off to the side.

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”You think I need your cooperation? I can do anything with you that needs to be done. Bargaining isn’t going to change anyone’s situation.”
Dusk let out a painful gasp, her body hanging limply in the chains. Her hands were going numb as the blood drained from them. Suddenly the whip laid open her back for the fourth time. She let out another exhausted scream, her throat aching from the sound. A choked cry left her mouth straight after, as the aftermath of the pain bore down on her. She could feel the blood slowly trickle down her back.
”Remember little kitten, your punishment is less than theirs.”
Dusk couldn't even muster the strength to reply, instead allowing tears of pain and guilt to role down her features. The whip bit into her flesh for the fifth time, the pain echoing deeper than before. Her hoarse scream followed, her throat becoming husky and raw from screaming.
The whip flicked up, cutting open her cheek. Dusk waited for another lash, but none was forthcoming. Carmine's face suddenly appeared in her view point. The woman ran her finger along the cut, causing it to sting, though the pain was easily drowned out by her back and wrists.
”Red is a nice color on you.”
Carmine's mocking laugh rang in Dusk's ears as she was forced to endure it. Then Carmine left.
The shock registered in Dusk's green eyes. A mixture of relief and worry flowed through her. On one hand Dusk had been sure her punishment would be drawn out as long as Carmine could think of, and the realisation that she'd left gave Dusk a small amount of hope that she'd been forgotten for a while. This however bought a fresh stab of fear. How long would she be forced to hang by her damaged wrists? She let out an involuntary moan as the pain continued to set in. Then what was Carmine doing now? This also gave a fresh stab of fear. What if she was finding some other instrument?...and what of the others?
Her thoughts started to run out of order, and eventually she gave up thinking. It wasn't as though she would be able to change anything. Dusk hung limply, as the chains dug further into her wrists, her weight slowly forcing the metal into her wrists. She let her head fall forward as she squeezed her eyes shut trying to block out the thoughts and sound. Whilst the punishment had gone on, Dusk had been oblivious to the pain around her, however now the emotions were back, battering themselves against her mental shield.
The guilt of the others being punished far more severely than herself started to overwhelm her, and in a sudden flash of pain, Dusk gave herself over to the emotions, no longer caring. Silently, each of the mutants around her shared their pain, as Dusk removed the thing protective web around her mind. The pain was starting to get unbearable, but she forced herself to grit her teeth and bare it, for all she knew one of those people was her friends.

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~Carmine~

She glanced around the dark red room; making sure things were in order as she changed her outfit. All clean and in fresh clothes she made her way out of the room, and moved the bookcase back in place after Camelion left the room. She brushed her bangs back from in front of her eyes, glancing at Camelion’s back as they walked out of the small library and into her office. She didn’t know what to think, seeing as she was still tired. She would think things through further when she was fully rested, after a long nights rest.

She walked past Camleion to the double doors, beckoning him with a wave of her hand to fallow. She knew she wasn’t finished with Dusk, and knew just how to get her to break considering Camelion would be able to turn into the one she cared for most. ”I have a job for you. The cat-girl needs to be broken; she thinks that we have someone here that she cares for. I don’t know who this person is…” She glances back at him with a dark smile. ”But I’m sure you can figure it out.” She led him down the hall to the room she left Dusk in and motioned for him to look in the window.

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He checked his clipboard, going down the list of which mutant was next for tests. The whole system set up by who did well in what, who acted up, if there were things that needed to be checked out, any unforeseen mutations that came about. He went down the list and paused at the next one who was supposed to be put through a test. He sighed, it wouldn’t be fun getting this one cooperate and knew for sure he was going to need help. He called over guards, and had them fallow him down to the cell. He looked inside and saw what he usually did, the mutant trying to sleep in the corner, shielding their face from the light over head that was turned off sometime during the night and turned back on early in the morning. The lighting he didn’t have sympathy for, most of them got used to the light, sleeping in any kind of situation, at least he thought so. He took out his keys and unlocked the door, letting the guards go in first to restrain the mutant if necessary and help him take the mutant out of the cell.

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~Carmine~

She watched Camleion change his appearance into a small boy, making himself look small and with a nice whimper. He then smeared blood from his side onto his face to finish it off, putting the whole disguise into place. She smiled darkly and nodded, ”Oh yes, that’ll do. Let’s see what we can do with the little kitten.” This was the best idea she had had in a long while. She was used to just getting the desired results from having exactly what she needed for the specific job. This time she didn’t have the needed but having Camelion here would help out with that and probably make things a lot easier in the future to make sure things moved along faster. She wasn’t too used to having a thinking mutant helping her, she wasn’t sure she could even consider him mutant by how he acted and actually had conscious thought.

She pushed open the door, grabbing Camelion but the scruff and pulling him in roughly behind her and shoved him down to the ground. She hoped he didn’t think of struggling against her, she didn’t what Dusk getting any kind of hope that she would be able to fight against her. So it was best that he just let what happened, happen. She wouldn’t hurt him roughly but he had better be a darn good actor, he didn’t seem to mind pain that much so hopefully he could imitate what he had seen.

She went over the side where the chain holding Dusk above the ground was and released it. Not enough for her to try anything, but enough to give the girl’s damaged wrists some relief and give her just enough walking room maybe to reach where Camlieon was. ”Now little kitten, maybe you can talk some sense into this one. Maybe he won’t have to suffer more than he needs to, as long as one of you tells me something that I need to know.”

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Dusk remained hanging , broken, her mind struggling to cope with the pain emanating from her back and wrists. She'd since put up a thick webbed barrier between her emotions and those around her, no longer able to cope with the pain. The web gave her temporary relief from the feelings around her, but also stopped her mind warning her of those approaching and their intent. A sudden scuffle outside, made her lift her head in new fear before the door smashed open.
The sight made Dusk gasp in a mixture of joy and horror.
Carmine dragged a thin, broken figure in by the back of his neck, before shoving him into the concrete floor.
"Amp?" Her cry was barely a whisper, one filled with both longing and terror. She'd wanted so badly to see him, yet the final realisation of where he was and who had control of them both was enough to bring tears to her eyes. She could also see that his side had been badly wounded, along with his face which was covered in blood, his dark hair falling over his eyes.
Abruptly the chains holding her slackened, causing her to fall to her knees. She'd been so wrapped up in what had happened to Amp, she'd failed to see Carmine behind her. The fall jarred her back, sending another bought of pain through the already raw nerves. Her wrists automatically felt some relief, the metal no longer cutting into her hands. There were deep cuts in both of them, and metal was slick with her blood. Even so, she didn't allow the pain to get to her too much, as she stumbled forward, half standing and half crawling to where Amp's limp form was. Her chains stopped her from getting to far, but just enough to reach out and touch him.
She gently laid his head in her lap, his hair still falling over his eyes.
"I'm so sorry" she whispered, gently cradling his limp form. Tears started to well in her eyes, and she failed to hold them back as they gently slipped down her face in silent sobs.
”Now little kitten, maybe you can talk some sense into this one. Maybe he won’t have to suffer more than he needs to, as long as one of you tells me something that I need to know.”
All the rebellion went straight out of Dusk at the sight of Amp. If anything happened to him because of her, she would never forgive herself.
"What do you need to know" she whispered, her voice barely audible. She didn't look at Carmine, instead focusing her attention on the limp form in front of her. She gently stoked his head, trying to remove herself from the situation. Carmine had her right where she wanted her. There was nothing Dusk could do to get out without putting Amp and the rest in danger.
"I promise I'll do anything…"

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~Carmine~

She smirked at the façade that Camelion was putting up, it was perfect, a simpering boy whimpering in Dusk’s lap. This would play out perfectly as long as she didn’t figure out the truth and see through Camelion’s disguise. Either way she had Dusk right where she needed to be, completely cooperative and in her control as long as she had some leverage against her. Now Carmine got an even better idea than before, she was just going to make sure Dusk was cooperative through anything else, and maybe have her emotionally broken as well with the help of Camelion in this form. But now, there was a chance to do even more, make sure Camelion’s information stood true and that maybe she could get this one to turn on the others, no longer feel the need to help them or care for them.

She went over to the pair swiftly kicking Camelion in the side, not hard enough to do more damage but enough to make it look like she broke a bone or two and sending him a few feet from Dusk. She reached down and pulled the girl up by the hair, making sure her fist held firm along the dark strands. ”I want the truth this time. No lies about who left with you and what they can do. As you can see, I wouldn’t be here if I knew. We only caught this one here..” She turned Dusk slightly so she could see Camelion, still in disguise as the boy. ”Because the others left him behind so they could get away. Don’t you think they should pay somewhat for leaving him behind? Looking out for only themselves?”

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"Dusk…"
She felt Amp tighten in pain closer to her, and she gently held him.
Suddenly Carmine came over and gave him a hefty kick in the side, sending him rolling away from her.
"Amp…" her sharp cry was cut off as Carmine grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling her to her feet. She cried out at the sudden pain.
”I want the truth this time. No lies about who left with you and what they can do. As you can see, I wouldn’t be here if I knew. We only caught this one here..”
Carmine forced her to see Amp, curled up in the corner.
”Because the others left him behind so they could get away. Don’t you think they should pay somewhat for leaving him behind? Looking out for only themselves?”
Dusk's head was filled with a mixture of anger, confusion, pain and sorrow. Surely they wouldn't have...she knew them. Carmine could easily be lying...but what would she do even if she was lying? She couldn't stay silent and let Amp getting killed in front of her...and what of Blast? She'd almost forgot about the second consciousness in Amps mind. Amp seemed currently beyond able to tell her anything.
Her face creased in pain as Carmine continued to hold her up by her hair.
"Blast?" her voice was strained to keep her from crying out. "Tell me it isn't true…"
But even if Carmine was lying...Amp/Blast were in danger of dying.
She was tempted to beg Carmine, implore her not to ask, however the futility of the action was already clear from Carmine's previous questions. As the tears fell thicker and faster she managed to gasp out the answers…
"One controls fire and shadow…" her voice dropped to a pained whisper, she refused to say their names, it hurt to betray them like this "another can't feel pain, controls the wind…"
Her voice rose to a sob. Her guilt and horror of her giving up the information snapped. She found herself retreating into her mind, desperately trying to hold back hysteria. The mixture of the lashes, torn wrists, seeing Amp back, ready to be tortured and betraying the rest of them was quickly breaking her down, beyond healing.
She had been a fool to believe she'd hold out...to think she'd avoid that broken look in the eyes. No doubt her own now held that un-healable pain etched into their green irises.
Her hands raised to her face, hiding her tears as her body continued to rack with sobs. Carmine couldn't possibly make her loose more...the thougth was cut short as she realised just how much worse the whole thing could get. Currently the rest were free and now she'd just given the information to capture them. Amp was still alive...
She refused to think of the end of the sentence as she gave up, haning limply in Carmine's house, completely drained from her previous rebellion.

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~Carmine~

Carmine’s mouth lifted into a smile, hand loosening on Dusk’s hair just slightly. The girl was breaking, she could see that in her eyes, as she saw in almost all of the mutants she had here and had broken many times before. They all got that hallow, broken looking in their eyes that most would see and knew they couldn’t fix if they tried. Dusk was close to that, by the way she was crying and her sentences stopped with more sobs that shook her body told her that she wasn’t likely to get anymore answers out of the girl. She let go of her, letting her fall to the ground and gave her swift kick in the back along the whip marks she had made earlier. ”See, things would have a lot easier on you if you had cooperated the first time. Maybe you’ll learn its best not to defy me.”

She went over to Camelion who had put up a nice show the whole time and grabbed a hand full of hair to bring him to his feet, satisfied that he had is eyes closed as If in pain. She pulled him with her to the door and opened it, shoving him through and ignoring any protests from Dusk, shutting the door in her face. She smiled to Camelion, pulling him along out of sight of the window and finally letting him go. ”Excellent show, thank you for your help. Hopefully when we find the others it will be just as easy.” She headed down the hall towards the healer's quarters.

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In the midst of her grief, Dusk felt Carmine's hold on her hair relax slightly...just before she suddenly let go, causing Dusk to fall hard into the harsh concrete floor. Suddenly severe pain exploded across her back causing her to let out a scream of pain, as Carmine kicked her already damaged back. The scabs that had begun to form immediately ripped open, each of the five lashes replaying the previous episode. The blue, purplish tinge of a large bruise already forming under the thin, blood soaked grey dress.
”See, things would have a lot easier on you if you had cooperated the first time. Maybe you’ll learn its best not to defy me.”
Carmine's words went straight over Dusks head, as she struggled to comprehend the new pain. She failed to move, no longer able to muster the motivation to get up, when Carmine moved over to Amp. Dusk watched in horror as Carmine yanked Amp to his feet by his hair. Dusk scrambled forward, a sharp cry of protest as Carmine dragged Amp out of the room. She hurried forward as quickly as her physical state would allow, before the door was slammed in her face.
"Amp!" The scream tore from her already hoarse voice as she pelted the door with her fists, damaging her wrists further. Eventually the pain stopped her, and she slumped against the metal door, before holding her head in her hands. The tears refused to ebb, mixing with the blood on her hands. Her back now bruised and cut open continued to pain her, and lack of blood began to slowly drag her already failing mind into darkness. Her mind was no longer awake enough to move her out of harms way of the door being opened again.
As her consciousness began to gently fade, all Dusk could think of was the others. The ones she had betrayed. Amp/Blasts silence on the matter only confirmed to her that Carmine had lied...and she had betrayed them. Matt back tortured and in the games, no longer able to protect Ash. And Ash. No doubt the lab would find a way to hold her, and force her to relinquish her freedom. Her last thought was of Amp. The horrendous look on Carmines face only increased her fears. No doubt he would be tortured, and all Dusk could pray was that Carmine had be wrong.
Please don't let him suffer more than me...Her fears only increased, at the realisation that he well might not make it. He'd survived around seventeen years here, to finally get free before being dragged back. How could a mind cope with that?
She let out a sob before the darkness finally took over, dragging her sweetly away to unconsciousness.

The setting changes from The Lab to Anywhere but the Lab

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Character Portrait: Amp and Blast Character Portrait: Carmine Character Portrait: Camelion Character Portrait: Matt
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~Carmine~

She chuckled at the banging that was coming from inside the room, she knew the girl was broken now, probably for good, but she had seen some resilient ones and knew sometimes they could be healed, it was just a matter of breaking them far enough to make it irreparable. She listened to Camleion as she walked, that would have been a great idea, letting the girl know she was tricked, and in the end tell her that the one she cared for was truly dead, that would have done it. She smiled a little, ”Yes, that would have been perfect. You can still do so if you wish, but give the little kitten time to heal, build her strength and hope that he’s alive, then tell her he’s dead.”

When she got to the Healers’ quarters she grabbed the closest one by the shoulder and turned the woman towards Camelion. ”Patch him up, and let him rest. Get another to go to the mutant in one of the torture rooms, make sure she stays alive.” The woman nodded quickly, quickly going to another who ran off to Dusk and she led Camelion to one of the cots to bandage his side.

Amp

They finally got to wherever they headed as the vehicle stopped and they started getting out, not that he had much strength to get anywhere on his own. Luckily Matt picked him up, and carried him inside…it wasn’t a Lab, not a testing room as there were more doors, and there weren’t as many white walls. He didn’t know what to call the place, it wasn’t scary looking and nothing, rather no one had come to hurt him yet, that is the two adults hadn’t turned around and strapped him to a table. He was so confused, and tired that he just let Matt take him, there wasn’t much he could if he didn’t want to go.

Blast

He was suspicious from the start, being who he was he wasn’t going to let his guard down, no matter how much he wanted to sleep, maybe eat. The building they were going in wasn’t a Lab, just a building. But he wasn’t going to go off of looks alone, they could have made it look different, to make sure he didn’t think they were going into a Lab. He was mentally scouting around, listening for the other minds that were out there, seeing if any were in pain, being tortured. But what he found was a little strange, they were all very calm, compared to what all he had heard before, there were no animalistic growls and shrieks, no cowering and muttering frightened people. They were close to how the guards and whitecoats were like, yet…less blood thirsty. But he wasn’t going to let his guard down, just in case.

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Character Portrait: Dusk Character Portrait: Carmine Character Portrait: Code Name: Gabriel Character Portrait: Eriyk Kenward Character Portrait: Peter Tykwer
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~Carmine~

Now that she was mostly done with what she had planned to do she knew that she had to fallow through with her deal with Camelion, she would have to find a way to get this spider mutant from inside the Institution. But who to send…she got an idea, as many were searching for the lost mutants, she could find another use for Peter Tykwer, send him in, looking like a scientist, amsk or not he may be able to blend in, and be able to bring the mutant back.

_Eriyk_

Eriyk smiled, the man could bring a, and had a great defense as well, but he had been in enough fights and been trained well enough to see the holes in all of it, granted he had some himself, no one could be perfect. He got back in his stance, guess it was his turn to be on offense, test out this man’s defenses. He went forward with a flurry of jabs and punches, just simple things so Eriyk could learn this man’s defenses well and find the chinks that he could get through. Once he found a repeated drop in his defenses, he went for it and sent a hard punch right to his shoulder, which caused him to falter and his arm lowered. He hooked his foot behind the man’s and yanked back, so he would lose his balance and stumble, with this he hit him one last time, a hard punch to the face, enough to give him a bloody nose but not hard enough to break anything, though it was quite noticeable that with the tremor of his arm that he held back greatly in order not to hurt the man farther. ”Seems that’s three…”

Healer

The woman looked down at the girl in front of her, she girl was badly wounded, back cut open, cheek cut, wrists badly damaged and it looked as if older wounds had been reopened. She knelt down, gently patting the girl’s untouched cheek, it seemed that was the only place she wasn’t hurt or covered in red. ”Wake up child, don’t sleep. You’ve lost a lot of blood, stay awake for me, just for a little while then you can rest.” Her gentle voice was probably out of place in here, but she knew that the badly wounded needed some kind of gentleness to off balance all the pain that they went through. She couldn’t stop what happened but at least she could lessen the pain and help them to heal best she could. She very carefully lifted the girl, careful to make sure not to hurt her too much and headed back to the Healer’s area, she would make sure the girl stayed there until she was better, maybe even fed if she could get her hands on some decent food.

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Character Portrait: Amp and Blast Character Portrait: Carmine Character Portrait: Camelion Character Portrait: Code Name: Gabriel Character Portrait: Aramay Character Portrait: Ash Character Portrait: Matt Character Portrait: Eriyk Kenward
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~Carmine~

She walked down the hallway to the guard’s training room; she knew she was going to find Peter there. She waltzed in, and noticed there wasn’t anyone on the weights, the treadmills, or any of the other equipment in the room. There was some cheering and bets being made near the fighting ring and she walked over. Eriyk was in the middle of a fight with Gabriel. She watched for a second, glancing around and noticed that Camelion had made his way over as well. Seems everyone likes a good fight… She thought to herself. She spotted Peter out of the crowd and put a hand on his shoulder. ”I have a new task for you. You will be going to the Institution, make sure that they think you work there. I want you to bring back a spider mutant, named Kumo. Now go.” The man gave her a stare through his mask, she could tell that he hated being told what to do but there was a slight relief in his eyes, probably from being taken off the task to find his son. It didn’t matter to her, as he eventually went off; she just hoped he didn’t screw it up.

scientist

The mutant struggled against him, obviously not liking the light at all as her pupils didn’t retract at the light. Vision probably only meant for the dark, and the molars were mostly gone. All of the lose one he pulled out, prodding at the gums to see what kind of teeth were underneath. After a few minutes he left her mouth alone, putting a set of headphones on her head. He went over to a machine that they were connected to and turned a knob. He started at a low frequency and turned the volume up high, waiting for some type of reaction to it as he slowly turned the dial, increasing the frequency to note how far the range of hearing went.

Amp

He was slightly confused as they continued through the strange building. There were some white rooms but it didn’t look like the doors would lock shut, there were cracks around the entire doors anyway, easily broken down and escapable. When they got to the next room, it wasn’t just a room, there were rooms off of it and everything looked so strange, there weren’t scientist’s tools, no bright lights, no tables that were used to strap you down onto. This place was so confusing, yet he felt that he could relax, not worry, it was strange to him and he retreated into the back of their mind in order to think about this, though his thoughts were simple, he wanted to try and make sense of it.

Blast

He could feel that Amp was perplexed by this place, the strange colors the strange objects in the room that only he could see that could still be used to hurt them. Then Amp went to the back of their mind leaving him to be in control while Matt dropped them off in a room. He winced as his arm was jostled, he figured it was broken, not like it hadn’t been broken before but this time it felt different, like it wasn’t quite in the right spot, plus a healer hadn’t come to check on him so he figured they did something to make sure it fixed itself in the right spot. There was a scream from another room and he felt Amp cower in the back of their mind, while he mentally rolled his eyes and walked to go see what was wrong, holding his arm close.

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Character Portrait: Dusk Character Portrait: Kyra Character Portrait: Carmine Character Portrait: Code Name: Gabriel Character Portrait: Aramay Character Portrait: Robert Wagner Character Portrait: Eriyk Kenward
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_Eriyk_

He almost had him, that’s what kept playing through his head as the man ducked around him, sent a foot straight to his abdomen and then declares the fight over. The kick alone had the enough force to send him over the ropes, which he almost did, if he hadn’t managed to slide his right foot backwards at the same time as impact and he mainly kept his balance. One thing he was confused about was the time limit, he couldn’t remember him putting one down, telling him he had to make three hits in a certain amount of time. He honestly felt jipped. Either way he the man jumped over the ropes, landing next toe Carmine, he sighed a little, slightly upset that he didn’t get to finish the fight and waved the others away. ”Get back to work.” He saw a lot of disappointed faces and a few collecting money, apparently only three or four thought it would come to a draw. He rolled his eyes and hopped out of the ring also.

~Carmine~

Carmine watched the end of the fight, wondering who was going to win when Gabriel jumped out of the ring, Eriyk after and the rest of the guards went back to whatever they were doing. “So, Director, you gonna brief me and your big guy here now or will I have to wait for our dinner together to get the skinny?” She smiled briefly, ”Eriyk this is Gabriel and you’re going to go after the mutants.” She glanced over at Robert who was nearby and nodded his way. ”He has a mutant near the Institution looked for the ones that were spotted there last. Peter, the one in the mask, told me of another that should be in the hospital. The one is the hospital is a cyborg, the other three are a fire mutant, ash and smoke, and one that is sound. You can take the Hounds to smell them out if you need them.”

Healer

She was just about finished with the bandages when the little girl squeaked ad hid under Dusk’s cot. The woman turned to find out who had walked in the room and a hand was round her throat, feet off the floor. She struggled, surprised then noticed she couldn’t breathe and tugged on the female’s hand. She heard Dusk speak something, but her ears were ringing and she couldn’t pick out the words fully, then she was on the floor coughing. Quick glance to her side and she saw the girl trembling under the cot, not making a sound as she knew that would get her unnoticed and it was habit by now. There was another in the room who rushed forward toward the one who was going to strangle her. She reached in her pocket, grabbing the needle she had in there and stuck it swiftly into Kyra’s leg, giving her a large dose of sedative, enough to put any type of mutant down for an hour at the very least. She caught the girl as she fell and put her on a cot next to Dusk’s, and noticed her wrist had blood but was already healing. She glanced back at the other who was holding Dusk and put her hand out. ”It’s ok, let her go…” Her voice was soft, not falsehood to it as she took a small step to the girl.

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~Carmine~

She twitched as she heard her door open and someone hesitantly take a step inside. She sat up from her spot on the couch, finally getting some kind of rest today. Her dark eyes found the intruder, a scientist bringing a thin file over to her. She brushed back her long black hair over her shoulder and stood. ”What is it now?” The scientist almost flinched at her harsh comment, her voice hard from being woken up from her nap. ”I am sorry to bother you Lady Carmine, but the guards have brought a new subject in. I was coming to see what you wanted done with her.” She took the file from him, looking at the picture inside of the small girl. ”We just lost a flyer in the Games, seems we need a replacement now. Get to it.” She gave the file back to the scientist and shut the door on him. Now that she was awake, she wasn’t going to be able to go back to sleep, she might as well get something done. She went to her desk and sat down, working on the paperwork piled on top.

Guards

As soon as Kyra walked through the door, it slammed shut, leaving her in a dark, solid metal room with no way out. Guards were still going back to their places, relieving the ones that had stayed behind to keep a look out on the mutants while they watched the Games over the screens scattered around the place. One stayed behind, going over to the cages bellow that kept the mutants either going in or the mutant coming out. Whichever mutant won tended to be taken care of more than the others, at least for a few days, getting better food, and water regularly throughout the day. He went to the supplies that was given and pulled out a large slab of meat and a bottle of water. He opened a slot in the metal door and shoved the meat through and tossed in the water, and lastly flipped a switch that turned on a small light in the room. It wasn’t over powering like the ones in the cells that kept the mutants from sleeping, or the direct light from the experiment and testing rooms, this one was set off to the side, was slightly muted so there was a dark corner, allowing the mutant to sleep if they so wished, or be awake if they wanted.

scientist

The scientist walked down the halls to the nicer rooms that the mutants were kept in. Sometimes they weren’t seen to for days, or were taken right into experiment rooms. It let them get comfortable here right before they were put into the empty cells, with no furnishings, no windows, a single bright light and a small window in the large metal door without a handle. They were animals after all; they didn’t need the luxury that the human population liked so much. He went to the door and opened it, seeing the small girl inside he went over, ignoring any protest she may have given, any questions, pleas for help, or any begging. He had done this so many times no amount of emotion seen in the subjects could bring out sympathy in him. He dragged her to an experiment room, and more or less threw her on the table, and cuffed down her wrists and ankles.

_Eriyk_

He and Gabriel walked through the streets, following the strange reports and sightings. Talk of a large creature, almost scorpion like was ravishing through the city, scaring people, knocking over cars and coming close to killing people. Eriyk knew that this creature was probably a mistake; it wouldn’t be able to be controlled so he sent Gabriel after it, to kill it, get rid of any evidence, while he went after the talk of a winged child somewhere near the woods.