damned_institute | Day 29: Cafeteria, Brunch

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Day 29: Cafeteria, Brunch

Hitsugaya left the chapel no less frustrated than before. The head doctor once again had chosen not to hide his face, yet promised he would be making an appearance at some time in the near future. He didn't like being patient, but there wasn't much choice. Either the head doctor would show his face, or he wouldn't. Renji had already seen him, and knew how to find him. That was enough.

The thought of eating made him slightly nauseous as usual, but he knew he needed to get his strength up. He could either be weak and try to force his way through brunch without eating anything, or he could be smart and actually give himself something to eat. And there was rice. Rice and fruit. He took a heaping pile of rice, and grabbed as much watermelon as he could fit on his plate, then proceeded to an empty table. He scanned the room, watching for Momo. He wasn't exactly looking forward to their conversation, knowing how she'd acted yesterday; however, he knew he had to speak to her, and there was a good chance that she would show more restraint now that the drugs were out of her system.

Thoughtfully he consumed his rice and waited.

[free at the moment, pester if you wish]

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Either SubZero was slightly homophobic or a bit of a fruit himself judging from the scowl at the mention of this Captain Jack making an attempt upon his coworker's viginity. Either that or he just didn't appreciate the disruption such things inevitably caused. She was betting on the later.

"Perhaps your coworker can manage to do so if it's his pants the man wants," she suggested.

SubZero considered the thought of HK managing to manipulate Captain Jack, and quickly stifled the ensuing laughter, only a few half-stopped chuckles escaping.

After a moment he decided to tell Arlene why it was so hilarious.

"He's and excellent assassin, and a good interrogator, but he doesn't even hardly know what to do with what he's got in his own pants, and even hearing it talked about is enough to make him flip out... That, and this is the same guy who absolutely refuses to call anyone by anything other than 'meatbag'. He has a lot of issues." It was better just to let her think that HK was crazy than to try to explain that he was a machine in a human body.

Okay, that was funny.

Beatrix laughed a little. "Issues... certainly. Then again, don't we all?" It was kind of a prerequisite for being a cold-blooded murderer for profit.

She paused a moment. "I can imagine the scene being... precious."

"Exactly. If there is going to be any manipulation done, it won't be by HK," SubZero couldn't do it himself either. Not only was he not particularly good at manipulating people, he also had made it every clear that he did not like Captain Jack.

He also did not want to do the kind of stuff it would take to manipulate Captain Jack. There was no way it was worth it.

Beatrix filed the name 'HK' away for future reference.

"What kind of skills does this Captain jack possess?"

Her gaze once more found its way to the door and then she looked around the room. She still didn't see BB and her eyes hardened in cold fury. Where was she?

"No idea. I don't think that he just decided to put 'Captain' in front of his name for no reason, though. I haven't had a chance to see if he's any good in a fight yet," Maybe he'd do that if he found Captain Jack alone at night.

Certainly, no one would miss him if he just vanished one night, and people did seem to 'vanish' often.

"Most likely he's of a military background," she said absently as she carefully looked the occupants of the room over. "It seems our captors have a taste for prisoners of that flavor." It could easily be seen by a skilled assassin how many of the others were just from the way they moved.

"I haven't been here long. Do they keep young children separate from the adults?"

"I haven't seen any young children. I doubt they'd bring them here if they are taking them at all," He had seen children, but most of them were teenagers.

"The youngest child I've met here is also an experienced Ninja. Unless the kid you're looking for is exceptionally skilled I don't think they'd be here. That, and there aren't very many people here who knew each other outside the facility from what I can tell," SubZero could be wrong, though, but that was the general sense that he got.

"So far, I have yet to meet anyone who has even heard of me."

"Shit," Beatrix muttered before finally giving up on watching the room.

She gave SubZero a bit of a smirk. "And since when is no one having heard of you a bad thing?" The best assassins were never known.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm relieved that I don't have to waste my time killing anyone who recognizes the name, but it's just... not something that happens often," In the underworld of asia, he was very infamous. Probably even more so now that he would be credited with killing off the entire Shirai Ryu clan.

"My MO is very distinct after all," He didn't always kill people using his powers, just most of the time.

"Ah," the Bride said. "As long as it isn't some kind of calling card like a message painted in your victim's blood or some pathetic shit like that."

She rolled her eyes. "If an assassin's going to leave a clue behind at all, they should do it with style and subtlety, not like they watched too many slasher flicks growing up."

"No, but how many other assassins can freeze people to death where they stand?" SubZero grinned slightly at Arlene. His ice powers were by no means any great secret, and it wasn't like anyone could just copy them.

"Usually the evidence melts by the time the investigation occurs, though," But it was still a very unique way for someone to go. Especially in a tropical area.

Beatrix wasn't entirely sure what to think of that. She was well aware of what a person can do with their chi depending on skill level and she had seen Pai Mei do some extraordinary things. She'd have to think on it more.

"Interesting," she replied, nothing in her demeanor changing. "You must have excellent control."

Arlene was apparently impossible to surprise. She must have excellent control as well, either that or she was familiar with such things. It was hard to tell from the way she reacted.

"Yes, but this place reduces a persons ability. It's like they want us to be on a more level playing field. Either that, or they're afraid that we would over-run the facility if everyone had free reign. I would not still be here if I wasn't reduced to the level of ability I had when I first started," Come to think of it, this facility probably wouldn't last thirty seconds if everyone suddenly got access to their abilities.

That explained why she thought things had been easier at the House of Blue Leaves. Not that she was worried too much about her skill being reduced; it would be a rare instance in which she used the Five Point Palm Exploding Heart Technique as it was.

"Like lab rats in the care of an inhumane mad scientist," Beatrix mused. She figured the dampening of people's skills was through a drug treatment they were subjected to upon capture and continued while unconscious.

"I wonder what else they experiment on besides the wild life."

That was an easy enough question to answer. "The patients."

It was the only thing that really made sense. Why bring so many skilled people here if not to experiment on them?

"Really now?" How pathetic.

"Yet another attempt, be it private or government, to create something akin to a super soldier or a depraved scientist's wet dream to compensate for his impotency," Beatrix said with a chuckle.

And here she'd thought Elle wouldn't have found a new boyfriend so quickly. But if he found a way to replace her eyes, she would o anything to aide him. Cunning slithery fucking snake.

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