Saint-Bridgit School for Mutants

[BubbleTrouble]

Eve sat on her bed with her knees drawn up to her chest. She felt like a mental patient, her nightdress and room all had the makings of one, everything was plain white except for the large sinister metal door and her bed frame. She figured they didn't care for restraining her too much, here in this room she had no powers whether they disabled them or not. Eve was slowly feeling the depression coming back to her already; she wondered where everyone else was, and if she would even see them again. Just then she heard a sound like an animal howling. "Huh?" Eve got up and made her way to the door, she pressed her face against it to try and here better.

Just then she heard Melody's voice coming down corridor, she was screaming at the top of her lungs. "...Melody... Melody!" Eve started banging on the door as hard as she could. "Melody!" Eve started to scream it, hoping the older could hear her. She could hear Melody getting closer. "MELODY!" She began to cry herself and started to yell her other friends names too, hoping they could hear her.

[Maeve]

Lei shrugged as she heard the doctor coming and grabbing Melody. She was unable to move or do anything, trying not to breath and disappear, if such a thing was possible, in case they came after her next. The screams of Melody resonated for some time in the hall, before everything became quiet once more. The young girl didn't really know what to think at that point. On one side, her friends all seemed to be alive and around, but if they were going to go through experiments, or worst... Lei shook her head, tears starting to form once more in her eyes as she remembered she had been the one to tell them about the strange building, and therefore the one really causing their troubles. She laid on her side close to the door, her hands holding tightly her blanket, lost in her thoughts.

[Tsemara]

((That’s a really sad sound, SasorizaKitty. It broke my heart, the first time I heard it.))

The mournful howl that echoed through the halls startled the puma hybrid. The feral side of her nature gave the human an idea of what the call meant. It told her that she shouldn’t worry about it and let things be as they were. That she should concentrate on her own problems. But the mutant wasn’t about to let the older hybrid feel as alone as she sounded. Jordan stood as upright as possible and let out a yowl. It was a sound full of frustration. But the meaning was the same. She was there, alive.

A commanding voice demanded the silence of the trapped mutants. The doctor was someone she didn’t care for, but hadn’t yet given her any reason to worry. Now she was not so sure. With this little foray into the outside, she was sure to be under lock and key for a very long time. She hissed instinctively, baring her fangs at the unforgiving door.

She didn’t hear what had been said to Melody, despite her keen hearing. But Melody’s pleas for help did not go unheard. Jordan slammed her clawed fists against the steel door. Snarling, she renewed her attempts to escape. Not just for herself, this time, but for her companions. Back down on all fours, she crashed up against the door. The length of the room was lacking. But there was enough room to launch a powerful attack. The portal would not give, but the impacts of her assault rumbled down the corridor.

When Melody fell silent, Dr. Jones ordered for quiet again. Jordan would not have it. The doctor stopped by her door. “Miss, McKellen, I suggest you cease this senseless activity. You are accomplishing nothing and going to injure yourself.” He stated in a matter of fact tone. The cross breed snarled in the closest feline equivalent to ‘Bite me’ as she possibly could think of. She collided with the door again, knowing full well that he was sure to have backup with him. She was already in trouble. Her bestial side didn’t have an imagination to worry about repercussions, and the human didn’t care.

Between each attempt to get through the door, she heard the doctor speak to his backup. As least that was who she assumed he was talking to. The general concept of the conversation was that he would return later, after she tired herself out. She would be moved to another holding area. To prevent injury, of course.

[SasorizaKitty]

((Yeah, that's fine. Dr Jones and Dr. Reeves are generally horrible people, so they make excellent bad guys. But since Dr. Jones is in play, I'll use Dr. Reeves....and I'm gonna take Mr. Z too, since I doubt 3 big burly guys are needed for Melody alone.))

And then all hell broke loose. Screams from all around, yowls of terror and frustration, sobbing and crying echoing down the halls. That answered Lynx's silent question of where everyone was at least. All captured, all taken, all thanks to her...

Lynx strained to look beyond her box, towards the small window of the room. She could make out Mr. X and Y carrying someone by, and by the sound of it, it was probably Melody. There was a short conversation and the parade paused in front of the door...and the door swung open. Dr Jones was arguing with someone, and Lynx could barely make out the conversation.

"You're taking that one, so I'm going to begin my studies early!" That was Dr. Reeves voice and it made Lynx bristle in anger, with just a hint of fear.

"Dr. Reeves, now wait just a moment...I was given orders to begin on Miss Melody, but that doesn't mean you can just barge in and take over--"

Dr. Reeves cut Dr. Jones off with a smirk. "Yes it does, because I've been given permission to work on Lynx first." If these two doctors had been children at a playground, Dr. Reeves would be mooning Jones by now. As it stood, "Angel" looked like he was about to blow raspberries at the frustrated older man. "And I'll take Mr. Z there as well, to give me a hand. I'm sure the other child won't be that much trouble for you."

Dr. Jones scowled angrily, and looked into the room where Lynx was glaring daggers at him before nodding and grunting to continue on. Lynx was given a brief glance of Melody being carried past and the older girl could not remain silent. She yowled and cried out "MELODY!!" before Dr. Jones and Mr. X and Y continued on down the hallway.

Dr. Reeves watched them go with a smirk and motioned Mr. Z inside, following closely behind and shutting the door. He kneeled down beside the small cage and shook his head, his blue eyes dancing. "Tsk tsk tsk, Lynxy. Tried to escape? We've been through this so many times! Haven't you given up all hope yet?" Lynx snarled and bared her teeth at the surgeon. "Well, it doesn't matter. You're back now and safe with your keepers."

Lynx finally found her voice and forced it not to tremble. "What...what is Dr. Jones going to do with Melody?" She finally asked, her ears flat against her skull.

Dr. Reeves simply shrugged. "Who knows? His usual mind-f*cking, I'd imagine. Not to worry, my dear, you're coming with me. And no, we won't be doing the usual experiments with you. We've made some adjustments to my part of the lab and we'll be getting you out of this tiny cage they shoved you in. But you won't be granted access to the grounds or any of the classes for a while." When Lynx opened her mouth to protest, he cut her off. "Well, what did you expect? Leading an expedition of students out to a forbidden area? With children as young as Lei and YOU responsible. Lynx, you're a bad influence and we're going to have a hard time even convincing the other members of staff to keep you around. You're dangerous to others and to yourself."

Lynx lowered her head. Dr. Reeves' words had gotten to her, that much was obvious. She already blamed herself, and the doctor managed to drive that point home. Dr. Reeves gazed down at the girl...no, she was nearly a woman now...and shook his head. "Now, hun, no time to pout. We're going to test out a new device today too. Just a little something to keep you in line. I suppose you've already noticed your little collar?" Lynx had not, but her hands shot up to the steel thick collar around her neck. "Well, its designed to...well, let's just see if it works, shall we?" Dr. Reeves smirked and pulled out a small handheld device, pushing a button.

Lynx didn't know what to expect at first. But it became obvious very quickly that the collar around her neck was a "choke" collar...that is, it began to very slowly cut off her air supply, getting tighter and tighter around her neck. This was a good way to subdue the high strung and violent Lynx, for without air she would, of course, pass out. Her yowl was strangled away as she began tearing at the collar as it became tighter and tighter, and she thrashed about violently before her eyes rolled back in her head and she became still.

It was then that Dr. Reeves released the button and motioned for Mr. Z to open the cage and pick Lynx up. The doctor moved to bind Lynx's hands and feet, as well as her tail, before moving out into the hallway with the lumbering Mr. Z carrying Lynx behind him. He then followed in the direction Dr. Jones had carried Melody, obviously the exit.

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[Mystal LaRose]

The sounds of Melody's screams snapped Sayso's hawk for a wild moment nothing happened he listened in silence then a caw escaped his mouth one a human could never make echoing down the halls his wings burst free, but the cell was to small for him to fully unfold them they carefully folded against his back as the rest of his transformation happened it would have been easier to escape he had gone full hawk, but half hawk was suitable maybe if he could pick the lock or claw the hinges off his door he could get free and free others. He scratched the door, but it was re-enfored steal unlike the others Sayso had not been changed into the white outfits and he had reverted to human form while he had been out. His claws having not effect on the door didn't surprise him he hadn't expected that to work. He studied the door silently trying to thick past the screaming madness of his hawk side before instinct kicked in.

thump, thump; thump, thump
His heart beat faster than it ever had before was it fear, or did he sense danger
thump, thump; thump, thump
He fell back again the bed cawing madly his almost deranged caws echoing trough the halls
A picture formed in his mind Sayso was slightly mad because he didn't remember the past didn't want to remember the past either, but had random visions of it this was one.
Him standing over something... something bloody, blood dripped off his saber claws below him lay a dead man a man dead he had killed Someone screamed in the background... or was that him... no someone else female. his head cleared he was left breathless shaky and very much wanting to escape.

((OCC: I want something to happen idk, but he is a new mutant, but i think all the people are being used right now. meh any ideas? oh sorry bout the past thing, but i got really really board))

[Maeve]

((My doc is free to use, if you want (Dr. Black). Or you could just make up a new scientist... Or else... Yeah, I'm getting an idea, but I'll wait to see what happens with the others before...))

Lei shrugged on the floor and cried even more as she heard the doctors talking about Lynx and Melody. Obviously, they believed the older girl was responsible for their escape, but something in Lei's mind kept telling her it was all her fault. After all, if the others had not known about the secret building and the cameras being useless in the rain, they wouldn't have tried to escape. She cried silently, both from sadness and anger, for being the cause of all this and not being able to do anything to help her friends. She was so useless now...

[Mystal LaRose]

((OCC: I create new one Jiri Uiki))

The researches had called a man to take a look at Sin a man who knew about bird mutants because he had once been experimenting with bird mutants.
Sin heard footsteps outside his room/cell he backed away from the door making a almost hissing or soft cawing noise he was still in half-hawk form his back hit the wall. He watched the door carefully the door opened their was a whizzing sound as a dart struck Sin in the upper chest this didn't put him to sleep, but sapped his powers like they had with Melody. He felt weak right away collapsing to the round his wings twitched as he tried to sit or stand.
Jiri walked in carefully picking Sin up he looked the boy over as he did.
"A wonderful specimen, Tabitha (Sin's mom) did well." Sin didn't make a noise even though he wanted to and could have. He tried lifting his saber clawed hand's but his energy had deserted him.

[Maeve]

Lei was tired of hearing voices coming to take the other away. She got up and walked to her bed, laying down and pulling her blanket above her. She closed her eyes and wished everything was just a bad dream and she would awake soon. I didn't take long before she fell asleep.



Somewhere above the lab, in a dark meeting room, three people where watching screens showing the data of the captured students.

"This isn't good," a man said, his voice calm, but with a little bit of anger in it. "We were lucky those students just ran into one of our labs and didn't try to escape. I thought we had a security system..." he added, looking at the man sitting at his right.

"With have one, sir," the second man answered. "Apparently, the fog and rainy conditions have caused condensation in the lenses, making the cameras useless. We are working on correcting this problem right now."

"Still, now the students know that there are ways to escape. After all, who knows how many of them are currently aware of the problem with the camera system? We need to find something that would keep them here. Ideas?"

"Well, we are working on adding infra-red detectors and more microphones and cameras inside the buildings. Maybe the lab can make us some..."

"No, I wasn't thinking about that. The students need to feel that this is their home, that they have to stay here and are comfortable doing so." The man looked at the woman sitting beside them. "You're the one who spends the most time around the kids. Any ideas of how we can make this a better place for them?"

"Well, I'm guessing you're not ready to stop the experimentations on them," the woman answered. "Maybe if this was more like a real school, with sports programs and things, to make them feel like real kids..."

And the meeting went on for a while...

[MelancholyMelody~]

{{Hey guiz~ Apologies for taking so long in between posts. I'm having mild block. I'm usually okay once I get started, but it's the getting started that's tough. T^T Anywho, here I be. I'mma try and get somethin' out hurr. Also, got a new NPC hurr: I'll probably be using her in this post, so I figured I'd link to it here, making it quicker to give her a look. C:
Have a massive post, lolz.}}

Whichever of the large men named Mr. X and Y was carrying Melody finally put her down when they reached their destination, Jones motioning to place her upon a chair across the room from where he sat in his chair. He took out a clipboard and and pen and began writing something on it, looking pissed off about Reeves' behaviour. Melody was disgusted at the way they fought over her like a toy. The way Reeves acted about her was most disturbing, too.

"I'm sure the other child won't be that much trouble for you." She frowned as she thought back to his words. "Bastard."

"Right, get her ready then," she looked up as Doctor Jones said this and batted his hands at the two burly men standing either side of her. The one who hadn't been carrying her had obviously been carrying something else, something she hadn't noticed until now. Something that looked awfully like a straitjacket. "No!" she cried and tried to fight against them again.

"Shut up!" Jones barked at her. "Calm down or I'll be forced to make you," he said, not giving her another look before returning to his clipboard. Reluctantly she stopped fighting them and allowed herself to be restrained. She hung her head down, her long hair covering her face.

"Now," he said, leaning forwards a little as he stopped writing. "I'm going to be asking you some questions. If you cooperate, your punishment will likely be a lot less harsh, however if you refuse, then we will have no choice but to punish you further," he didn't even skip a beat before continuing, not even inquiring as to whether she understood. "First question: Why did you do this? What was the purpose of your little outing?"

Melody remained silent. "Melody," he cooed softly, leaning in a little more towards her. "Melody, I need an answer." She didn't speak. After a long moment he sighed and sat back, marking something on the charts before moving on. He asked her a series of similar questions; what were they doing, who was in charge, who thought up the plan, did they know about the building, were they trying to escape, did they know they'd not been caught sneaking out of the school grounds and on and on. She refused to answer, not even lifting her head.

"All right then. How about that laboratory and storage unit, hm? How did that make you feel?" At this she slowly lifted her head, her hair parting slightly in the middle to reveal an icy-cold glare towards him. "You bastard. How do you fucking think I felt? Didn't you get it all on camera? Hm? Was that not enough? You hunted us down, knocked us out and locked up up like animals! We are just like animals too you, aren't we?! The way you and Reeves fight over Lynx makes me sick! It's like you're obsessed with her, like she's some kind of pet or toy or something. I wouldn't be surprised if at least one of you saw her as some kind of sex object. Is that what this is about? She's turned eighteen so now she's legal and you're both trying to woo her and see who can fuck her first? Fuck you!" She spat in his face.

The man closed his eyes and pulled back, having remained completely still and silent as she'd talked. He took his glasses off and wiped them with a handkerchief, then the splatter from his face. He replaced his glasses and tucked his handkerchief away, then sat calmly and wrote on his clipboard.

"You're a real little spitfire, aren't you?" He tutted to himself and shook his head. "You think I haven't had worse from Lynx herself?" his voice lowered to a mutter and he glanced shiftily to one side as he continued under his breath, "Though I wouldn't be surprised if you were right about Reeves." His brow furrowed. She didn't care whether he thought it was true or he just hated the man a great deal.

"I'm not going to cooperate with you, you worthless old bastard. You can fucking torture me if you like but I'm won't help you. I don't care if I end up like those poor kids in that "storage unit"; I'm not going to further your goddamn cause."

He didn't even look up from the charts as she spoke, and when he talked it was still in a falsely pleasant manner, as if nothing had happened. "You have such a dirty mouth on you. You really are a disappointment, you know. We heard such good things about you. Oh well. Take her, she's not going to talk." He looked to the two large men still standing either side of her and one grabbed her, lifting her up, though this time she stayed still, knowing fighting never got her anywhere.

With that she was carried out, though it didn't seem they were taking her back to her cell, yet at least. Instead she was taken off down another corridor that looked like those that lead to the room she'd been in with Doctor Jones. The working area of the doctors and scientists, maybe even some of the security team.

She was finally placed down on a chair in a large, white room. It felt even more like a hospital room than the others she'd been in. Mr... Y? Or was it X? Z had gone off with Reeves and Lynx, so whoever had stayed with Jones was one of the others and she'd gotten the last. Then he turned and walked over to stand to one side of the door. She swung her head back, trying to get her hair out of her eyes, unable to do so with her hands now.

Looking around the room, it seemed empty, of people at least. There were several machines, file cabinets and desks covered in big set-ups of jars and vials and all that kind of crap. "Physical exam? Or will they try to break me with someone else?"

The door opened and a woman came in. A harsh and cold looking woman with her hair in a tight bun, her dark eyes having no edge taken off by the fact she wore glasses. In short, she looked like a bitch. A bitch that meant serious business. She strode over to Melody, a chart in her hands and two people who had to be her lackeys at her sides. She flipped through the papers for a few moments, then looked down at the thoroughly pissed of teen.

"All right." She flipped all the papers back down and held the clipboard to one side, crossing her arms. "We'll do the basic tests so I can get a better understanding of her mutation."

"Doesn't even speak to me? What a bitch." Melody scowled at the woman who took no notice.

"Once that's done I can perform a few more tests, see if I can get her to say anything, and then either way you can take her back to her cell." Her eyes moved down to Melody. "If you cooperate, you will return to school in no time. If you don't, you will be living in your cell a long time."

Melody made to speak, but before she could she was cut off to her great irritation. "First thing's first, all that hair is simply in the way, chop it off." Melody's eyes widened, and the woman turned and walked off, beginning to prepare things she'd need in a moment.

The two lackeys came over to her, one gripping her shoulders to hold her still and the other taking a pair of scissors to her hair and messily lopping big chunks off it. "No!" she cried in protest, but they acted as though she wasn't even there, like she was some doll they were cutting the hair of.

"Oh," the woman turned and looked back over her shoulder. "I'm Doctor Stone. You may need to know this." She didn't even wait a moment before turning away again, acting as though oblivious to the girl's plight.

"No!" she continued to scream, tears rolling down her cheeks. She loved her hair. All she'd ever had was her appearance and her material possessions, and those were long gone now she was here. Now they were taking away all she had left. And when they were done she was left with a horrible uneven cut that barely met her chin. They grabbed the bulk of her hair and took it off, simply throwing it into one of the metal bins.

Melody hung her head, sobbing silently on the chair. Could things get worse? Apparently so, as the woman who'd introduced herself as Doctor Stone them commanded the others to strap her to the chair as well, as if the straitjacket wasn't enough. But this time she didn't fight, instead she just let them get on with it, leaving her head hung until Stone spoke up.

"And her head, if she won't lift it of her own accord I can't examine her." And so they took her head, one pinning it up and the other placing a metal device around the top and strapping it under her chin and around her neck. She felt like she was on an electric chair, about to be executed.

"That'll do. Get me my things," Stone commanded them and stood before Melody, beginning to do the usual things such as checking her eyes, throat, ears, temperature and so on.

[Mystal LaRose]

Dr. Uiki took Sin to a similar room. Sitting him in a chair then sitting in a chair himself a rolling chair he rolled it back to a counter flipping trough papers on a clipboard.

"First things first. How did you get here?" He sat back his hand clasped over his chest looking at Sin over his fingers his gaze was cold his voice was warm.

"Instinct told me to come I walked." Sin fidgeted movement coming back along with his energy.

"Does Tabitha know your here?" Uiki said scribbling something on the papers.

"No I ran away." Uiki nodded a slightly pleased expression coming across his face.

"Okay then I am going to get a sample of you blood for testing then a few examinations." He rolled to a cupboard taking out the needed supplied he the rolled back over to his stretching out his arm cleaning a spot with an alcohol pad and taking some blood. Sin watched with dark eyes he hated doctors.

"Now your animal is a hawk?" Uiki sat the vile of blood in a container then onto the counter-top Sin nodded.

"Do you have any other mutation?" Uiki scribbled away as a man came in and took the blood with a nod Uiki made no gesture that he had seen the man.

"Limited healing." Sin knew things would only be worse if he fought so unless the questions got personal he would answer honestly.

[BubbleTrouble]

Eve found herself waking up on her bed again. "Huh...?" She sat up slowly rubbing her eyes, she didn't remember how she had ended up back asleep. Maybe they had tranquilised her because of her throwing a fit, or maybe she just lay down and had fallen asleep by accident, she didn't really care, though the thought of someone having been in there with her and her not remembering was a little creepy.

She stood up slowly and looked around her cell, for the first time she realised that there was no toilet. She looked up to the ceiling corners, she guessed there would be cameras in there with her, she couldn't see any but they wouldn't be obvious surely? "Hello... I- I need the bathroom..." She went over and knocked on the door gently. "Hello?" After about five minutes, Eve went back to sit on the bed but just as she did the door opened. She looked up at the person standing in the doorway.

[SasorizaKitty]

Mr. Z was carrying a limp Lynx along the corridors of the "teacher's" building following Dr. Reeves to his work area. The feline hybrid was beginning to stir now as Dr. Reeves opened a door to a new room that had recently been adjusted: it used to be a very large storage closet and now it was a room designed specifically for Lynx. He had bullied his way into getting this new room built as a solitary confinement chamber for the older girl since they had so much trouble with her. The man smirked as Mr. Z carried Lynx into the room and set her onto the bed. "It's a good thing I had this place made...you acted up right on schedule, my dear," he said absently, mostly to himself.

The room was only slightly smaller than her normal bedroom, and like the other room had padded walls all around and even a padded ceiling. However, this room had no windows, though it did have a heavy steel door with a small viewing window: Dr. Reeves could see in, but Lynx wouldn't be able to see out. The padded room had a bed and a toilet and was more like a prison cell than anything else. There weren't any posters or decorations of any kind and it lacked all furniture except for that lonely bed with its hospital white sheets. There was a vent in the ceiling, which had been specifically designed to pump gases into the room as an easy way to sedate her. But the best part about the room, at least for Reeves, was the fact that it was right next to his office.

Dr. Reeves already had a large area. He had to share some of the training facility with the other researchers who did the more physical aspects of the work, but he was still granted more than the average doctor. He had his lab, of course, and his surgery suite, with his office attached. Just down the hallway was the obstacle course, where many students had to run around and practice with their abilities. He usually had special "items" moved into the area when tested out Lynx's agility and training...either way, he was granted quite a bit. This new solitary confinement chamber had been rather difficult to get however. "Angel" couldn't wait for the opportunity to rub their noses in it and say "I told you so!" after Lynx's latest adventure.

Lynx was waking up now, just in time to watch the door shut as Mr. Z walked out of the room. She sat up, her ears flattening as she took one look around. No windows. Pale white light coming from above. Padded walls. It looked familiar, but it was new. Lynx's hands moved to the collar around her neck and she tugged on it a little, then snarled and used the blades on her tail to slice the thing off like it was butter. She growled, her ears flat against her skull as she stood and moved around the room a little, not noticing the blood dripping from her neck, staining the floor beneath her. The neck wound she inflicted upon herself was already healing. "What do you want?!" She yowled angrily. "Why am I in here?! Let me out! Damn it!"

Lynx's cries weren't unnoticed, simply ignored. Reeves sat down at his desk and started going through some paperwork. It was only a matter of time before Dr. Jones showed up for his mental evaluation. Dr. Reeves wanted to pitch his new control device to his "partner" before trying to talk to the military reps.

[Tsemara]

The world seemed to have gone insane. The ground rolled below, and the ceiling was shrouded in a strange haze. The walls whirled around a door that seemed to dance out of reach. Jordan eventually gave up on attempting to grab at it and fell onto her side. The hybrid couldn’t remain focused, not that it really seemed to matter. The effort was like trying to grasp at fog, and just as pointless.

Someone had introduced catnip, or something of the same plant family into her prison. She had been so wrapped up in her fury that she didn’t notice. By the time she felt the effects of the tantalizing aroma, Jordan was already too exhausted to fight off the consequences of her actions. The chemicals in the plant as well as her weariness removed any bit of fight that she may have had left in her. The cross breed’s body contorted slightly as she slowly returned to a more human shape. She whimpered slightly as bones rearranged themselves and her fur was replaced with skin. Stoned out of her mind with catnip or not, it still wasn’t a pleasant experience.

She continued to lie on the cold floor, even after the changes were completed. Her shoulders were completely bruised and her clothing draped around her lanky frame. She wouldn’t have been surprised if someone came in at that moment. So she waited. There was nothing she could do about it, but wait and see what happened next. Hurr hurr hurr…catnip. Her bestial side was completely out of action. Her human side was dazed and unable to hold onto a thought for more than a few heartbeats.

“Oh, how the mighty have fallen.” A voice drawled from the door. “May I presume to guess that you are more willing to have a civilized conversation?”

To be perfectly honest, Jordan didn’t feel like much of anything. She hardly had the energy to respond in anything more than a half formed, “mmrrrr?”

“All those drugs, wasted. And here, all they needed to do was rub your nose in some plants. They could have destroyed years of careful experimentation in their carelessness.” The same masculine voice continued. The cross breed had a faint suspicion that she was supposed to be insulted right about now. But her brain couldn’t figure out why. She didn’t notice when people entered her little cell, but the firm hands that were binding her limbs were real enough to know they weren’t a figment of her imagination. She nearly blacked out when they raised her to her feet. Urgh. That felt nasty. Jordan was half carried, half dragged to a sterile smelling room. The lights were very bright, making her head spin. The mutant squeezed her eyes shut, to keep from getting sick. She was set down on what was probably an examination table, and strapped in place. People shuffled about, performing tests and asking questions she wasn’t sure she knew the answers to.
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The presiding doctor looked over his inebriated patient. Despite the massive bruising from trying to break down the door, and the fact that it hardly had enough brain power to answer the simplest questions, he found little wrong with it. The injuries would heal and its’ mind would clear. Both would take time. It was a healthy specimen, or as healthy as any cross bred animal could be. He scribbled down his observations of the mutants’ vital readings and mutations. The mild dementia that usually occurred with hybrids was subdued with the aromatic plant. That should be useful in other situations if the subject acted out again. Though, it probably would not be as efficient if the subject were well rested and in whatever mental state it was in when they first started attacking people. As far as its’ records show, this was a new occurrence. He stood by the feline mutant. “Do you know where you are?”

“Hnnnno?” Its’ speech was slurred, drunk sounding even. He scribbled this observation down.

“Would you mind saying what were you doing outside the perimeter?”

“Nnn….” It shook its’ head, eyes still closed. “Need to get out.” It mumbled.

The doctor raised a brow. “And what exactly would you do, once you were out by yourself?”

“Get out.” It repeated.

“You do realize that you and you’re friends are in a lot of trouble, yes?” He began to speak. “Sneaking out, dragging younger, more impressionable mutants with you. Breaking and entering private property. Injuring those sent to retrieve you, with the intent to kill.”

The mutant said nothing. It either had nothing to say in its defense, or he had spoken too quickly for it to understand. It opened its’ inhuman eyes, focusing on nothing in particular, and sighed. “Didn’t want to hurt anyone. Just wanted out.” It said quietly.

“The evidence proves otherwise. Judging by the damage done to the protective armour, you went for vital points, and successfully crushed someone’s forearm. I have no doubt in my mind that you would have continued had you not been restrained.” He waited to see what the hybrid would do. “You’re more dangerous that you lead others to believe.”

When the subject didn’t say anything, he turned his back on it and continued writing on his sheet. Subject unable to complete rudimentary questioning. Further observation and testing required. Psych studies should be considered. Restraints required. Sedatives not recommended. Tazers optional. He pondered over the last two notes. It couldn’t be helped. If they wanted a coherent subject, it couldn’t be addled like it was now. And the last option had proved successful. He turned to an aide. He handed them his observational notes as well as the test results.

“Make sure these get copied and sent to the appropriate people. I want these back.” The aide left.

To another aide he said, “return the subject to its’ cell. You may provide it with a change of clothing if you desire.” He didn’t care. They would probably end up shredded, like everything else in that space. He watched the aide, accompanied by armoured men, remove the cross breed, before going about his business.
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Jordan reeled as they moved her back to her holding area. The plants that had been introduced earlier, thankfully, were removed allowing her mind to clear easier. They had also removed the broken bed frame, to keep her from being able to use it as a weapon. Her mattress rested on the floor, with the remains of her sheets.

She was left in the cold cell with her damaged bed and a fresh set a clothes. She had enough mind to pull them on over her tatters. (These were pulled off from under her garments.) She tossed the rags on the pile of fabric before lying on the damaged mattress. Too exhausted to move, much less think anymore, the puma woman decided to sleep the rest of the catnip out of her system.

[Maeve]

"So, you both know what to do?" the older man said. The other man and woman present at his side both confirmed they knew their tasks before heading out of the room, each leaving in different direction. The woman headed down the hall, soon exiting the building and heading for her own office. There, she reviewed a pile of papers, before taking the phone and calling one of the doctors.

"Yes," a feminine voice answered.

"Dr. Black, I need you to go check on the last mutant, Lei. And at the same time, could you tell the other doctors in charge of the fugitives cases that I want to meet you all tomorrow morning?"

"Uh, sure," Dr. Black said.

"Good then," the older woman said before hanging up. She had alot of things to prepare for their next meeting.

Dr. Black headed out of her office, Lei's file under the arm. She was intrigued by what the headmistress had just asked her, wondering why she wanted a meeting and not just the reports of the case. She shook her head. After all, she would find out soon enough. She slowed down as she approached Dr. Reeves office, knocking at the door and waiting for an answer before entering the room. She didn't really appreciated the other doctors, especially Reeves...

[Mystal LaRose]

Uiki nodded.
"That's all I need for now take him back to his room." One of Uiki lankys nodded taking Sin. Uiki scribbled somethings down on his clipboard then set off towards the head mistresses office he wanted to know if she was planning on keeping Sin here or sending him back to Tabitha.

Sin was sat back on the bed he grumbled as the person left then he went back to human form. he sighed at least he could think straight now.