OOC: First off much love to Liane(Zozo) who has been controlling my chars while I've been away. It is very much appreciated. If you were here right now I'd give you a super-uber-omega-epic hug. Maybe a little tickling and cuddling after words who knows. ;P
Anyways I'm returning to my posting duties. Though I won't be posting as Chris just yet as I'm totally confused as to what is going on in Dek's lab and I don't know who all is in there.
I think Liane did a marvelous job with #9 so I'm leaving that pretty much untouched. As for Doe acting oddly let's just say he had a lot on his mind.
@ Carnix&Oddey: Do we really need another animal scare in the factory? Moo.
IC: Doe stared at the ceiling while his mind wandered. He couldn't get rid of the images in his mind. Fire everywhere... metallic bodies burned alongside those of flesh. Doe remembered looking down at his own body covered in blood.. none of it his own. Someone was screaming in pain, but he didn't help them. All he remembered doing was laughing.
Snapping back into reality Doe noticed Scri walking over to Dionysia. A direct confrontation perhaps? What was his fellow Mudanchee up to? Regardless of what she was doing Doe decided he had to be by her side. She could be the only other Mudanchee alive for all he knew, they needed to stick together. Doe got up from his table and pushed his chair in. He walked over towards Scri with a well practiced country Mudokon walk. He stepped next to Scri and snorted up snot very loudly. He gave Dionysia a big country smile, "Good mornin to ya lil lady." Then Doe noticed Rick, Doe spit in his own hand and offered it, "Good mornin to ya to boy. Da names Nat. What be yours?"
#9 sat staring at the table in front of him. #10 had told him not to let Agent get hurt, but she was no where to be found and where ever she was she didn't have her gun. #9 blamed himself, anyone else probably would of saved her by now. Then again he never should of thought he could help anyone. He had always been a loser. Why would anything change now?
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