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Post by Raki on Feb 5, 2008 23:08:20 GMT -5
 The tenrec went through a wide variety of expressions due to that last part of the sentence. Confusion, fear, repulsion, more fear, some more confusion, etc... "I just... I just came out here looking for a house that was supposed to be out here, didn't find it, and... I guess I blacked out or something, and then I wake up here with you dumping soda on me and saying you're going to sacrafice my colon to science. That's really all there is to it..." Part of him really didn't know what the pangolin meant at the last part, and he didn't really want to know. |
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Post by Jamie Lee on Feb 5, 2008 23:14:34 GMT -5
 "Mmhmm, mmhmm," Fini hummed as Dash spoke, idly pulling out a rubber glove from his malletspace, which he then proceeded to pull over his mechanical hand. He paused when Dash had finished and glanced up. "Last chance," The glove snapped loudly against his metallic wrist. |
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Post by Raki on Feb 5, 2008 23:16:19 GMT -5
 The tenrec literally jumped in his seat. "THAT'S REALLYALLTHEREISTOIT!" |
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Post by Jamie Lee on Feb 5, 2008 23:24:29 GMT -5
Finitevus slowly and very deliberately approached the tenrec... holding his gloved hand up clearly where he could see it... ... What he didn't see was Fini pull out yet another bottle of soda behind his back with his tail and unscrew it with his other hand. He suddenly dumped that all over Dash's head. |
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Post by Raki on Feb 5, 2008 23:26:38 GMT -5
The tenrec just ... sort of... cringed... while soda was pouring onto him. But at the same time, he was relieved. VERY, VERY RELIEVED. |
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Post by Jamie Lee on Feb 5, 2008 23:27:40 GMT -5
"Oh, don't think you're off the hook. You still need your physical." CUE CHLOROFORM RAG TO THE FACE. |
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Post by Raki on Feb 5, 2008 23:28:24 GMT -5
CUE SURPRISE AND SUDDEN UNCONSCIOUSNESS. |
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Post by Jamie Lee on Feb 11, 2008 7:07:24 GMT -5
"Well, that was both fun and a complete waste of my time," Finitevus sighed, idly tapping his finger on the table while eyeing the sticky mess he'd created. Now just what was he going to do with this little intruder of his? Well, obviously, he was going to live up to that promise of forcefully prying information out of him. ... And possibly the other part of his threat. Just because he was feeling spiteful. But first, the information. This would, of course, require the implanting of one of his highly prized neuro modifiers, as well as some good old fashioned research on his subject. -- INSERT CHEAP TIME SKIP -- Finitevus sat down beside Dash, whom at that moment was still bound up, looking throughly annoyed. His attempts at researching this tenrec's life and who he was supposed to be had been utterly unsatisfying. Unless he managed to find something more he'd missed earlier this left him with only one other option. If it didn't work... this tenrec's colon was toast. He hit the switch which would cause Dash to enter a state of semi-awareness. |
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Post by Raki on Feb 11, 2008 17:58:07 GMT -5
The tenrec drowsily came back to consciousness with a yawn. As he came more to his senses, he realized something seemed... off. Though he couldn't tell what. Everything seemed so... far far away. With another yawn, he slumped more into the seat, noting the sticky sound it made from the dried soda. Not that he remembered the soda incident at the moment.
"This seat is sticky," he mumbled to no one in particular. |
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Post by Jamie Lee on Feb 11, 2008 18:01:46 GMT -5
"Yes, yes," Fini said absently, making a note to have someone come in and clean the room later. "How are you feeling? Are you comfortable?" |
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Post by Raki on Feb 11, 2008 18:03:33 GMT -5
The tenrec pondered the question. "... S'alright." |
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Post by Jamie Lee on Feb 12, 2008 1:00:24 GMT -5
 "Very good," he said, wrinkling his nose slightly, "Wouldn't want you to feel... uncomfortable, after all," he coughed into his hand a bit. "Can you tell me your name?" |
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Post by Raki on Feb 12, 2008 1:17:42 GMT -5
"Ah..." he paused trying to recall that tidbit of information. Everything seemed to hazy at the moment- ah wait, there it was, nice and clear. "Dash, yep. ... no wait... Dashiel Tadelesh. 'Veryone calls me Dash though. 'Cuz Dashiel is too long." He paused, then glanced around the room as if to check to see if anyone else was listening in, then lowered his voice and leaned forward as far as his bonds allowed, as if he were about to tell a grave secret. " Plus it sounds kinda girly." He sat back again, apparently satisfied with getting that off his chest. "'So lets jus' go with Dash." |
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Post by Jamie Lee on Feb 12, 2008 1:22:25 GMT -5
The pangolin smirked. "I'll keep that in mind. Can you tell me a bit about yourself?" |
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Post by Raki on Feb 12, 2008 1:37:22 GMT -5
"Hmm." Questions like that were awkward. He never really knew where to start on them. But, for some reason, this time it seemed... easy. "I'm 17, I work as a pizza delivery boy for Luigi's Pizza, but I hate the job because he always accuses me of slacking off even though I always do the biggest deliveries, and I think I'm gonna quit and find another job cuz it sucks and I can't afford my rent for my apartment. The guy that owns my apartment complex is this crazy raccoon guy that keeps like, finding ways to make my rent higher every day. Except for like my neighbors. They get to pay with tinfoil and stuff. When I found that out it made me so friggin ANGRY except for with Leedz, I like her, 'cuz she's nice. She gave me this really nice scarf, see..." And he just sort of rambled on and on like that. |
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Post by Jamie Lee on Feb 12, 2008 1:48:36 GMT -5
Fini's head tilted to the side as the tenrec continued to ramble... and ramble... and ramble... about absolutely irrelevant things. Things that he could probably put to good use in blackmail if he ever felt so inclined. "Alright, thank you, that'll be enough." he said, cutting him off after a bit. "Can you tell me about your experience with the United Federation, or GUN, or whoever it is you work for?" |
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Post by Raki on Feb 12, 2008 1:50:10 GMT -5
The tenrec stared blankly at the pangolin. "I work at a pizza place." Long pause. "My Dad used to work for GUN though. Then he got his eye shot out. So now he doesn't. ... Work for GUN, that is." |
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Post by Jamie Lee on Feb 12, 2008 2:11:06 GMT -5
Finitevus sat back and gave a somewhat puzzled look. "So you're telling me that you don't work for the government in any way?" ... Well he did say he was only 17... And the information he gathered verified this. GUN wasn't normally the sort to hire individuals below legal age. ... Hmm. |
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Post by Raki on Feb 12, 2008 2:13:08 GMT -5
The tenrec yawned. "What would the guverment want with pizza?" |
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Post by Jamie Lee on Feb 12, 2008 2:28:52 GMT -5
Finitevus stared. And then picked one of his feet off the floor and did a sort of... facepalm with it. Why didn't he use his hands? ... Reflex, really. He then remembered that the floor was sticky from soda being sprayed everywhere, and that he'd basically just wiped it all over his face. He squeezed his eyes shut and his brow twitched. "... Alright. Tell me, do you have any idea where you are right now? Or who I am?" |
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Post by Raki on Feb 12, 2008 2:30:03 GMT -5
Blank stare. "Dunno and... uh... a guy with a foot in his face?" |
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Post by Jamie Lee on Feb 12, 2008 2:45:02 GMT -5
"A guy who's about to put that foot in your face," the pangolin spat, switching to massaging his temple with his hand this time. Finitevus frowned, folding his arms and crossing one leg over the other. Was... was that ridiculous story of his actually true? It was simply outlandish! "How did you find this place?" |
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Post by Raki on Feb 12, 2008 22:27:53 GMT -5
"uhm..." The tenrec shrugged. He really hadn't a clue. "... I don't even know where this place is." Long pause. "Oh, hey, is this Area 50??" |
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Post by Jamie Lee on Feb 12, 2008 23:05:08 GMT -5
"Uh. No." Fini stated flatly. |
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Post by Raki on Feb 13, 2008 1:38:34 GMT -5
"Oh. ... so this isn't where they keep the aliens and stuff..." |
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Post by Jamie Lee on Feb 13, 2008 1:39:22 GMT -5
"No. Just the horrible man eating genetic experiments." |
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Post by Raki on Feb 13, 2008 21:25:06 GMT -5
"... oh." |
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Post by Jamie Lee on Feb 18, 2008 23:45:33 GMT -5
Still massaging his temple, Finitevus leaned back in his seat as he pondered over this information. The information suggested the boy was right - and what's more, no one could have been able to prepare theirself for his brand of hypnosis. And if there was one thing he knew by heart it was how to read a person. But everything he was reading seemed wrong. It was utterly implausible. An innocent person, out here in the middle of the desert, just so happened to find a weak point in his security and fall through it. It just didn't make sense. " Why were you out in the desert?" he finally asked, still massaging. |
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Post by Raki on Feb 18, 2008 23:48:20 GMT -5
"I'mma pizza delivery boy. I was delivering pizza. What else?" Befuddled-rec. |
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Post by Jamie Lee on Feb 18, 2008 23:49:20 GMT -5
The doctor just shot him a flat look. "To who?" |
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