ext_135987 ([identity profile] udo-retrovirus.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2008-02-12 04:49 am (UTC)



What kind of sick name was that? 'Special Counseling.' Why would the people who ran this place pit monsters and fellow patients against each other, instead of just hiring a night staff? With this many patients, there had to been a lot of money coming in. The patients weren't toys, no matter how much the head honchos appeared to believe it.

And then there was the way MOMO had looked when she finally explained it. Had she known someone who'd gotten it? Hell, had she even been taken before? Even from just hearing about it, Junior didn't want any of the patients to have to undergo it, but...well, if it happened, he guessed it was probably best to just be supportive. He knew all too well what his own powers were capable of, and if there were any other patients here with similar abilities...it would explain why they'd be more dangerous than normal monsters.

The conversation was getting to be a bit too serious, again. It was necessary, but at some point he'd rather turn it back to whatever else would take their minds off of the monsters. MOMO'd been dealing with them for a week, and Junior wanted her to at least have a bit of time to just forget about it. Before that, he had a question he needed to ask. He was half-convinced that he already knew the answer, but he wanted to know just how far the others had gotten.

"...Do you know if anyone has tried going after the guys pulling the strings? If they've gotten remotely close?"

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