Aftermath

[Lissachoa]

sounds good to me...I will admit I am a bit shaken up to what I will find thought.

*gets off from the table and staggers a bit before walkng towards the door*

you coming?

[Gary Sullivan]

" Of course. You don't where the vault is, do you? " *she smirks, opening the door*

"Come on."

~ She lead Lissachoa straight down hallways that looked like that of a typical hospital, except in each room she could see patients with less than normal illnesses. Spider-legs shooting out of their backs, severe skin deformity, it was a freak-fest! But everyone stopped and stared when they saw Choa walk by. It was as though she was the freak. ~

" Oi! Laddies. Rude to stare, get back to your own business!"

~ Cindy eventually lead her to a room, full of filing cabinets, and racks with tapes lined up on top of them. ~

" You can start with this file.." *she walks over and pulls open the drawer, pulling out an old pink folder*

" It contains information about the project to breed super soldiers in preparation of World War II and III."

[Lissachoa]

World war III? great, another thing to look forward to.

*takes the folder*

what's with them folks anyways? the way they looked at me...

[Gary Sullivan]

"You've got a rep here, love. Don't expect them to be warming up to you, any time, soon. Your split personality went berserk at one of the refugee camps, and start a fire, burning a majority of them, alive, a lot of them kids. A lot of these mutants have a problem with this outbursts, and they end up destroying everything they hold dear. At least if you learn to control it or get rid of it once and for all, those things wouldn't happen.."

*she huffs*

" I'll leave you here to dig through things. There's the tape player, tv, headphones. We've got photographs stacked at the corner. When you're done just press this button here, and we'll come open the door for you. " *she points out a security device on the wall*

[Lissachoa]

alright, I'll be a while, give me at least 2 hours...

*looks around*

you may leave.

[[ amateur - 1 3 1 4 ]]

*She was already out the door, and it shut itself tight*

[Lissachoa]

*taking a deep breath following a long sigh I sit myself down on the floor, I will admit I was scared, sometimes the truth misleads people, only the bold yet foolish stare into the abbys, who knows, those who run away might live longer but too much was messed up inside my mind, hearing the words everyone else says, voices can lie, so can papers.
Picking up a video tape which was marked "First recording, 222" writen in red I place it intothe VCR player*

alright, lets see if I can recall what I forgot...

*over 2 hours has passed, not much sounds were coming from the room except the occasional tapes playing and shuffeling of papers, even then that went silent half an hour ago*

[Gary Sullivan]

Ammy: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey Cindy 8]

Cindy: *Sipping tea at the counter* What is it?

Ammy: I'm curious about something.

Cindy: Mmhmmm.

Ammy: Who's Gary?

Cindy: Really...*sips the tea once more, smacking her lips* I'm not sure. His history's confusing. At his age, being a lieutenant colonel. It doesn't fit. The time line's all screwy. Perhaps he's younger.

Ammy: Maybe that's a load of crap, too. *picks a toothpick out of her pocket, shoving it into her mouth* You think he'd be stable enough to question once the surgery's done?

Cindy: Don't know. We'll have to wait and see, love.

~ From afar, a loud, excruciatingly painful cry was heard coming from a room, not to far off. ~

Ammy: *shakes her head, stuffing her hands into her jacket pocket* So..what about Murdoc? You two actually had something?

Cindy: Where'd you hear that?

Ammy: I have sources.

[Lissachoa]

*opends the door slowly, leaning up against the door way looking rather drained*

yeah, they used to work togeather...

[Gary Sullivan]

Cindy: Yea, well no not really. Somewhat. It was more of an undercover thing.

Ammy: Hey you alright?

[Lissachoa]

Cindy was going throgh some marrage problems and was hoping Murdoc would help her coop with the pain by having him fall for her, I was engaged to him around the time...

[Gary Sullivan]

Ammy: -._-. If you don't want Jackface I'll take him! xO He's adorable! >:

Cindy: No no no! It wasn't like that, I was a bit pissed. I was really there studying Murdoc's behaviour and such, y'know as a failed experiment, and see if it had any effect whatsoever. Lots of others are being watched as well.

Ammy: -_-

Cindy:..You're not having Jack, creepy. You're too young.

Ammy: ): HEY WAIT! She remembers stuff now

[Lissachoa]

whaaaat? you think I'm just guessing over here and they just so happen to be right?

*scoofs*

I could care less what you were working on bitch, you're just another face in my head that I want out, what I've seen on those tapes, the research, paper work, my contract with Gary, everything...
what good are any of you?

[Gary Sullivan]

((..XD could you rephrase that. <_< i don't get it. ))

[Lissachoa]

* walks in*

why not just let us all die and get it all over with, all this suffering was never worth it in the long run, look what happened to Murdoc, I was the one who got him into this mess and soon my own son will be dragged through the same shit and for what? science? Hope? peace? research?

*the tone in my voice sounded awfuly stressed, worn out and alarmingly sour*

I'm starting to think killing all thoughs subjects was for the greater good, they were never happy in the first place, I was doing them a favore...