damned_institute | Day 38: Patients' Library

The intercom rang out, disrupting what had turned out to be a rather pointless breakfast conversation, at least in Brainiac 5's eyes. He couldn't wait to put more distance between himself and Scar's blather of how logic, of all things, might not work the same way in this dimension. It was almost enough to make him believe that the man may very well have been a lion originally after all, as he'd never heard anything so very... ignorant and uneducated.

He quickly finished up the fruit he'd been nibbling on - he was no longer as hungry as he had been - and looked around automatically to see where Clark was. Unfortunately with the press of people around, some being led off to the library and others to the mentioned 'therapy sessions' - if that was what they really were - he had lost sight of the Kryptonian. Still there wasn't many places he could go, so Brainiac 5 would be able to catch up with him eventually to check on his condition and try and learn more about what had happened last night. That the Chapel had healed him - admittedly by passing his injuries to another - was interesting, but far more important in his eyes was what had happened to Clark and his powers. They hadn't been working correctly and that worried the Coluan boy more than he would normally have admitted. Without Clark's abilities... he wasn't sure what they would have to rely on in order to escape.

Another problem he would have to deal with was Grell... or, if he was to believe the notes on the bulletin board, the person pretending to be Grell. But that was going to require more careful planning before he made a move. Come to think of it, he had agreed to meet another in the library today on that same post that had sparked this whole mess. At least then he would have something of interest to look forward to, as he doubted any of the 21st century books were likely to be worthwhile to someone of his advanced intellect.

Following the nurses led him to what must have been the library; a reasonably large room filled with a range of archaic books on tall shelves, a few tables and chairs interspersed around the room. The Coluan boy couldn't refrain from wrinkling his nose in distaste as he entered the room, not liking the cumbersome books and the dust that he knew would have gathered on them; he much preferred the clean arrangement of his C.O.M.P.U.T.O. systems back in the Legion headquarters. It was much more practical then shelves and shelves of books on fictional worlds and dated information.

Trying to avoid as much of the room as possible, Brainiac 5 settled himself down on a chair to wait, keeping an eye out for a tall, dark-haired man with a red... something on his forehead.

[for Homura]

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Hmm... an odd thing to say in response. Well, it didn't matter now. What was past was past, wasn't it? ZEX would just have to pay attention to see if it happened again...

"I suppose." ZEX was sure most VUX wouldn't find it any great loss. "But perhaps when we escape from here, we can establish more... friendly relations with your species." Very friendly, if ZEX had anything to do with it.

Mmm, his skin felt nice. Human hands were so sensitive! ZEX still wasn't sure how such delicate creatures had ever survived this long. All the more reason to treat them carefully, and appreciate their fragility. ZEX had always been a most considerate caretaker. "Yes, it was a shame. But that's not the case now, thankfully." ZEX grinned a bit, still very content to hold Teisel's hand as long as he had it. "Now we can finally develop a very... close relationship, just as I've always wanted."

ZEX smiled at the thought of Teisel coming to his room, inviting him in... it was a shame his quarters here paled in comparison to those back on his ship. He'd have no drinks to offer him here that might put him in a more... amiable mood. But with ZEX's luck here so far, hopefully something like that wouldn't be necessary anyway! He hadn't needed anything like that for the other humans he'd experienced so far...

A moment to remind himself of his plans for tonight, which didn't involve seduction (at least, right away), although his smile at the thought didn't quite fade. "Mmm, yes, I'll be waiting for you then. Hopefully we'll accomplish many things together." Many sexy things.

"Hmm, if you go back to your old body after this, then good luck with that." People would probably get a little twitchy about the squid arms, at the very least. And if all Vux talked like Zex did, that added a whole new level of diplomatic tension.

"...Uh-huh." Teisel was fast running out of ways to answer (or sidestep) some of Zex's more awkward comments. It might not have been so bad without having his hand trapped like it was...

At least his plans for tonight were all ironed out. "Righto, boss!" Teisel tossed off a salute (a somewhat ironic one, but hopefully the admiral wouldn't pick up on that). Now all that was left was to get through the rest of the day with something of his dignity and self-respect intact and he'd be in business.

"Yes, if..." ZEX meant that to come out more nonchalant than it did. No need for his new human to think he was worried about something like that, obviously things would work out... he cleared his throat a bit, which was kind of a strange feeling in this human body. "It will be interesting to see where things go from here."

ZEX giggled again at the salute, quite taken with him. This human was so darling! He'd have to make sure to keep him when he left here. "Hee! Hee! Hee! Boss, I think I like that. I'll see you tonight then, Teisel." And he'd definitely be looking forward to it.

For an uneasy moment, Teisel was afraid that he'd carelessly said something wrong. He'd been known to do that on rare occasions. But it looked the the admiral had already shaken off whatever had bothered him. "Yeah," he agreed, though he wasn't quite sure what he was agreeing with. Anything to smooth over his little gaffe. "Everything's kinda up in the air right now, isn't it."

Whatever stumble he'd made before, the lovable goon routine looked to be making up for it. "Well, just make sure you're earning that title, boss." But there was a hint of a challenge mixed in with the teasing. Teisel was used to being in charge, and he could barely stand even loose partnerships most of the time. If Zex was expecting the pliant servant type, he was in for a surprize. "I'll set out as soon as the doors unlock."

"Yes, but hopefully not for much longer," ZEX said, although he didn't sound quite sincere. "It won't matter once we get out of here." And surely they would.

ZEX smiled at the tone in his voice. Hopefully they'd encounter no trouble tonight and he wouldn't be forced to improvise. But how hard could that be, really? Surely his trouble here before had just been a brief period of bad luck... and either way, it was nothing Teisel had to know about. "Mmm, I'll try not to disappoint you." ZEX stood up, wavering for a moment to catch his balance without his head feelers. He would never get used to the distribution of weight in a human body... "I'll be looking very forward to seeing you."

Although it seemed their time now was going to be cut short. Given his relative good luck for the day so far, ZEX was sure lunch would be just as interesting. Never afraid of touching people whether he'd been invited to or not, ZEX trailed a hand along Teisel's shoulder as he walked by him. "Mmmm, yes, looking very forward to it."

If nothing else, it should be interesting.

Day 38: Patients' Library

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