Well, I’m bored.
Well it seemed like this one had a smart mouth like the other hunters as well. Lucky her. Still, it made her smile a bit, half from what he said and half from what would happen if he did try to take her knife away. It was only one of several after all. But nonetheless, Sophie was not a violent person, even towards the infected, so she simply crossed her arms and let out a dramatic sigh.
“Come now, I do have a sense of honor even in this dark and twisted world. Back stabbing isn’t my style. Besides, I rather like my intestines where they are and would prefer not having to replace them back into their proper positions. Again.” Now she stuck out her hand, a small sarcastic smile on her face.
“Apologies for my earlier rudeness, but certain events have caused me to become a bit….frazzled. My name is Sophie, and you are?”
Odd how she smiled at his slightly hinted threat, but he mentally rolled his eyes (didn’t want to seem rude right now, did he?) and slipped his cold hands into his hoodie pockets to warm them. “I get it, haha.” Jayson let a smirk come back to him, and brought out a hand that was hopefully not deathly cold, so Sophie could give him a handshake as he had said: “I’m Jayson. You probably already know I’m a hunter, and so on so forth.”
The creature stopped,cocking his head ever so slightly the side and looking off into the distance somewhere. He could sense emotions to most degrees and he was picking up some very strange and conflicting ones from this human. What an odd thing.
“You shouldn’t you know. Thinking safer won’t make you safer.” He began his pacing again. “Doctor? They found a replacement then? The last one met a nasty end. I suppose his replacement doesn’t matter.” They had the cameras well hidden—or perhaps there were no cameras and only microphones. There went that plan for escape.
1252 was growing impatient; frustrated. No cameras to use and this Kyles figure was useless. Of no authority and therefore no help. Still he was something to waste time on, something to play with. The creature was suddenly upon him, appearing in front of his face in a sort of flicker and grabbing onto the sides of it, forcing the other to look into his almost cavernous blue eyes. A name flickered through his mind and he quickly took hold of it and let his form ripple and change.
Even if they were moving to get the man out of the cell at that very moment,1252 would already have him in the palm of his hand before they could even open the door. It was too late for Mr.Kyles.
As he opened his mouth to speak with a little smirk forming onto his lips, and he even closed his eyes for a moment before trying to talk just a few words but- he noticed a shadow move in front of him and he looked upwards at the figure standing before him. 1252, mainly. Why was he so close to him? But he shouldn’t even think about that right now, he was practically alarmed by this sudden behavior that he attempted to move, but oh. His face was grasped by cold fingers, it was as if it was a mix of digging into his skin, or someone trying to caress his face. Hold it, maybe. Even if those were the three possible things that were happening, it only mainly felt like the creature was digging his fingers into his jawline. His eyes were widening at this point- just practically staring at the cold blue eyes. They looked like ice- though soon melted to a cool blue-gray.. Those eyes were soon nearly covered with long ginger hair falling near them, and Jayson’s own eyes only widened more.
Right about now he would try and talk above the beeping sound behind him, but he couldn’t. He just couldn’t. The one holding him now in his grasp was his roommate.. Dylan, oh Dylan, where had he been? He missed him so. Jayson’s mouth opened, but as soon as he almost nearly said a word to try and ask where the other had been, the door behind him had opened right then. It was a hushed sound to his ears, but possibly a loud noise to his roomie.
There was a tight grasp on his right arm- then his left, and he was soon being dragged out as the ginger’s fingers were leaving his face. “Dylan!” He cried right as his legs gave out- being dragged across the floor.
"No! Let me see him! I want to see my roommate! Let go!"
The door had closed.
“Jayson! That’s a fun name~” The hunter did not know that by their conversation was up, he was sure to have a nickname
“I wander EVERYWHERE!” Train chirped, flinging his arms into the air to underline his point of everywhere.
He blinked a few times before staring- then blinking again. “Ahah, thanks, I guess.” There was just a faint smile on his face before it went back to a normal frown, or half-smile. “Everywhere? I’d be careful when doing that, really, could walk into something harmful and possibly get hurt, y’know?”
Another hunter. Always hunters. Was she a hunter magnet or something? At least most of the hunters she met nowadays were somewhat friendly. Hopefully this one was no different.
“Yes, hello. Before we get any further into this conversation let me say that as long as you don’t try to rip my throat out I won’t try to stab you with my lil sticker here.” She motioned to the folded up blade in her belt. “Are those terms acceptable?”
Oh well that was a very pleasant introduction. Jayson scrunched his nose for a second before replying in the same sort of manner as the other did. “Yes, they sure are, as are making sure you don’t try and back stab me with that ‘lil sticker’ you have there on your belt, because if you happen to do so I might as well grab it now and throw it away without a chance of you trying to stab my stomach if I try and pin you to the ground as I claw out your intestines.” He smiled for a moment before frowning. “I hope that’s acceptable too. Now, let me ask who you are, or do you just want to skip that?”
“Of course. Study me. As if they don’t know most of what I’m capable of.” It was if he wasn’t actually talking to the human before him but at the same time was. If 1252 truly cared about the human in his cell then he wouldn’t be standing there nervously. The human would already be under his control and begging for any sort of attention from the creature.
“I’ve heard them refer to your kind as D-class personnel. Is there a branched caste system held within this facility?” 1252 was now began to look the human over and then began to pace, circling like some sort of predator. “You humans have names, you give us numbers. If we don’t have names then we are simply things. Does that make you feel safer? Thinking of us as things rather than living beings? What is your name,human?”
He kept his eyes on 1252 as it(he) circled him, watching his legs and then looking at that choi- Oh okay, talking again. Sure thing.
"Ye-ah I’m a D-class member, and we sorta have our own rooms and hallways just away from you.. guys. I guess." Sorta sad though how some of the rooms aren’t set up to the person’s liking. But oh well, huh? S’what he and the others get for being criminals of the law and then being sent here. "If you want me to be honest with you though, guy, I sorta feel safer thinking of you and some of the other subjects here as either just simply ‘beings’ or yeah, ‘things’. Whatever, eheh." And wait- it was asking for his name? Jayson thought for a moment before opening his mouth again. "I dunno about tellin’ you my first or last name, but I guess you can call me Mr. Kyles or something. Doctor always does and has been."
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>Uh.. Oh, a survivor.He takes a breath before speaking.