New Species (All Welcome - Mature Content)

[PrincessLUV]

She listened, sligtly intrigued by the situation but she also knew what was to be told if he visited a level hire than herself. They brought new Species in, this was true but rescue missions were deemed dangerous and bad PR. Though a look of empathy crossed her face. To hear such things broke her heart. She missed her master but knew many did not have the luxury that she had. So many broken girls had come here looking for another chance. How could they ever gan acceptance by attacking the rich? Leaning in slightly she waited to speak. Someone was listening in and if they knew her at all they would know that it would infuriate her. She looked at the door.

"If you would excuse me a moment..." She walked though the door, slipping through it and closing it quietly before catching Stripes by the arm.

"You know better. If I had needed you I would haf called for you!" She said in an annoyed tone. "You may have the best of intentions but I am not always needing your protection. I would haf told you everything but it seems you know enough." She released the arm. "Give me five minutes." With that she reentered, apologizing.

"You will get your help, but remember that lying will make you lose it."

[Blazey-kun]

“Hello, I understand you have a Species Male under your care.” Vermillion replied after the pause, taking the time to listen in to as much background noise as possible. He’d had his team of specialists already examine the phone number and verify its source, knowing it was a small town run Animal Clinic and who was in charge of it. So far the information matched but he was still hesitant to believe the woman. They’d had incidents before where humans had tried to harm his kind whilst they were outside the walls of Homeland and he knew it was a possibility that this was nothing more than a trap.

“As you can surely understand we must confirm your story. Each New Species is given a serial number instead of a name – could you please tell me his?” This information wasn’t public knowledge, and thanks to the recovered records from Mercile they had an extensive list of Species and their corresponding numbers. If this was a ruse then it was likely they’d chose an incorrect serial, as Vermillion hadn’t mentioned that the number was only three digits long. And if they did choose a three digit the it was likely that a guess would be made and the number they say likely to match up with an existing Species already here.

@Shine

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Sable couldn’t hold back a grin when he saw the look of pure amazement and joy Rose had when she saw his home, a feeling of pride swelling within him … as well as something else he couldn’t quite understand yet. She appeared so very fragile at that moment, her hand clinging to his like he was her only lifeline. Being relied on to this extent was an alien concept to him, one he hadn’t anticipated. Sure, in his job as part of security he was expected to safeguard their kind but this felt so much more personal.

Though she hid it well he scented a faint trace of her fear, an acrid taste in the back of his throat. She still smelled of wildflowers, an exotic and delicate perfume that had him taking in deep breaths just to inhale more of it. Why was he reacting to her like this?

“I’ll have a spare key made for you so you can come and go as you please” he said, turning his own in the lock until he heard a click. The door opened without a sound, the interior sparsely decorated. He never spent much time here as his current duties kept him busy. He knew he needed to change things around, but he’d yet to find the time.

Leading Rose by the hand, he closed the door behind them as he gave her a tour of his – her new – home. “I hope you like it here, everything is pretty basic though so I’m sorry if the look doesn’t suit your taste. We can get rid of anything you don’t like.” He came to the spacious kitchen, situated in the back and connected to the living room. A counter separated the two, leaving the view between them clear.

“Don’t worry if you don’t know what anything here does, I’m still trying to adjust on how to use most of the things in the kitchen. Thankfully we have classes where we are taught the basics and we are all quick learners.” He led her off through a narrow hallway, coming to stop at the first door he came to.

“This will be your room. I hope it’s to your liking.” He said, opening the door to his guest bedroom. His own room was the next door down the hall, both rooms similarly decorated. Both had large double beds, wardrobes, drawers, but little else.

@Faithy

[Axion]

Stripes' eyebrow twitched, as she jumped to conclusions. He was not trying to protect her, he was simply going to suggest they investigate his claim. He shook his head as he muttered his intentions under his breath, knowing her ears would catch it. His eyes turned to slits as he walked away from the room, suddenly wanting no part of any of her plans for a while. He made his way to his place of seclusion, a half renovated room in the upper corner of the compound. No one ever went there as it was never completed, so it made an ideal spot for Stripes to hide out in.

"There are times that I feel my kind are no better humans... though how can we be, we were made from them. I know she doesn't need my protection, I was merely going to offer my opinion. Eh it doesn't matter, she can come up with a plan that doesn't involve me, I'm in no mood to deal with her right now..."

[Bow-Bow-Kun]

It seemed the air was thick around the two from earlier now. But as instructed, Lars waited patiently for Snow to reenter the room. Best thing about being a feline NS was that he could hear them anyway; as she apologised he mentioned before she carried on. "I think he didn't mean anything by it; but wanted to offer an opinion." Lars suggested.
Then Snow went on to say that his way of speaking will get him in trouble; that it may.
"I lie, to protect my sister." he replied sternly, "I can inflitrate and get out without being seen, and I offer this to the NSO if they need it, but the reason I lie is to ultimately keep Tabby alive."
He sat back in the chair eyeing up Snow's demeanour. Obviously seemed demanding of respect from peers and knows what she's on about.

[PrincessLUV]

"My friend has many opinions...unforutately, he is very likely to succumb to his animalistic nature. I'm sure you understand. Many of the Species here are volatile, under pressure clear thinking, it is gone." She sat back on the desk sighing. It bothered her that Stripes was so attached though she enjoyed his company and was pleased with his growth.

"You fear greatly for you sister, I understand this. But I will need more information if I am to provide assistance." Her eyes sparkled as she said the next bit, "I refuse to leave our people in the hands of those with trouble minds. I do not know her pain but I know the feeling of not being free." She leaned back slightly looking off into the distance though the room was tiny. It ould be no easy task but she would help him should he be careful and honest with her. If need be she would take it up with her superiors.

[Bow-Bow-Kun]

"Fine." Lars mumbled, "What information do you need? Tell me what you want and I'll get it."
Surcumming to his impatience at last Lars wanted Tabby out as soon as he could do so without endangering her safety, "If you can assist me; I'll guarentee a cut of my mercenary earnings and my services to you permanently." he told her.
He saw her eyes shift from contact with his. She must have a past of some kind in relation to this. Well if that is true then she'll want to help get Tabby out alive and safe. Using his left thumb and index finger he rubbed his eyes from frustration of it all; sat here doing nothing was not going to do anything. He needed to know what Snow needed and then he can get on the task. Strange considering Lars is very tact; despite his impatience.

[Shine]

Doctor Williams let out a shaky breath as the gentleman on the other end of the line began to speak. The entre situation was just a little insane. It was a massive relief to hear a rational, professional voice and as he spoke she began to organize her own thoughts. She had both Alexia Blake’s ID and the chart the woman had handed her, both a wealth of information.

“The male’s number is 331. He was brought in by a Mercile employee name Alexia Blake just a few minutes ago. I haven’t had time to assess him yet but he seems to be very ill….”

Back inside the room Alexia had just finished giving the resting male a hearty dose of antibiotics. She jerked on the handcuff once sharply and cursed when the metal threatened to cut into skin.
The doctor seemed to have reached someone. Since she wasn’t going anywhere perhaps there was something she could do to speed the pick-up process up…

Alexia opened the door and leaning out as far as the handcuff would allow she plucked the cellphone from Dr. Williams hand. The woman looked over at her startled and was greeted with a wink. She glanced at the phone making a note of which number the good doctor had called and for a moment almost regretted her course of action. well… fuck it… in for a dime in for a dollar…

“Hello Vermillion! At least I really hope this is Vermillion because I really don’t want to have to wait while things get cleared all the way up the chain. My name is Alexia Blake with the Mercile Corporation; I can give you my employee number in a moment if you want it. Earlier today I escaped with number 331 from a facility located in the mountains north of here.” Alexia felt a powerful hand close around her arm and yank her back into the examination room.

“Who are you talking to?” Pan hissed paranoia in his voice and the beginnings of rage on his features. The receptionist had put some towels under his head as a makeshift pillow. Alexia yanked them out from under him and dropped them on his face. His grip tightened but Alexia ignored both the Pan and the pain he was suddenly causing barely missing a beat in her mission to flood whoever was on the other end of the line with information.

“Roughly 18 hours ago 331 was infected with feline parvovirus. It wasn’t an altered strain and personally I think it was just a stroke of luck… bad luck… that he contracted it at all but… he did and now he’s sick in a bad way. We’ve started treatment here but he needs more than what this clinic can offer. I have information on the facility we’ve escaped from. I don’t believe we’ve been followed but this is not a defensible location. I barely even know what that means but it’s true. If my employers come to retrieve us it’s not going to be much of a fight. I’ve got a handgun I don’t know how to use…” Apparently that was news to her traveling companion who released her arm and after quickly brushing her down plucked the gun from the waist of her pants.

“heywhatthehell Give that back.” Alexia hissed at him holding phone away from her mouth. Pan ignored her, checked to make sure that the safety was on and then dropped it into a drawer well out of her handcuffed reach. She muttered profanity as she turned away from him returning her attention to the phone.

“I had a gun I don’t know how to use.” She hesitated her second wind fading and leaving her tired again. She had spoken quickly barely allowing time for interjection. Interruption was an opportunity for rejecting her story. She needed him to believe her, but she had nothing more to say. When she spoke again her voice was plaintive.

“We need help. He needs help. Please.”

@Blazey-kun

[Spartacus]

Her stomach was all aflutter when he unlocked the door, and she couldn't help but gape a smidge when he said that he would have a key for her made. She didn't understand the concept of moving about as she pleased and quirked her brow a bit – questioning evident upon her face. Her mouth dropped when she peered inside, and before she knew it, a loud gasp slipped out of her mouth. The inside was more beautiful than anything she could have ever imagined, and Rose held tight onto his hand as he gave her a tour of the place. He mentioned that things were basic, but she was sure it was the most decorated place she had seen for quite a long time.

“It's... it's beautiful...! It's not basic at all! I wouldn't dream of changing a thing, because it's your place.”

Her eyes took in every inch of the rooms he showed her, and she couldn't help but stare in awe of the kitchen, but he had pulled her away before she had a chance to truly study each detail properly. It wasn't long before they were in front of a door, and he opened it after stating it would be her room. Her room. As in a room that wasn't a cage. As in a real room with a bed. A bed that wasn't newspaper on a floor. She took in the double bed, wardrobe, and drawers, and immediately loved it. Smiling at him, she hugged him close, her lips pressing against the corner of his mouth.

“I'm so grateful, Sable. Thank you...” She was afraid she was going to be too afraid to sleep in the room, but at least she had someplace to call her very own.

@Blazey-kun

[PrincessLUV]

"De obvious. Names, locations, what ever you know that can help to form a proper plan."

She slid off the desk sensing his frustration. "De level of involvement you are desiring...I have no doubt that a very small team would be adequate but it is your decision." Her form moved around the heavy desk, noting how abused it seemed from the past squabbles with less agreeable NS. She had caused little damage on her own but merely because it was not in her nature. Gentle but commanding. Her stature demanded respect, her mannerisms plead for trust.

[Axion]

Stripes stayed in his spot, knowing that only a few people would be able to figure out where he was hiding out. Stripes always found it more conductive to his thinking to be alone, though it was rare to be alone as he was mostly always being watched. To this day he could not figure out why Snow thought he was protective of her, he stayed around her because she was the only one who talked to him. If she didn't want him around because she was misguided and thought he was protecting her, then he would simply stay away from her. He did not need more problems than he already had, so he was now debating the best way to keep out of her way.

"I wonder what plan she will come up with to aid him, so long as it doesn't involve me. She thinks I always want to protect her, well she can go on without me."

[Bow-Bow-Kun]

"Fine then. Give me the best part of an hour and I'll be back with all the above and more." Lars replied, his tone sharp and determined. With little bother for things like honor and respect he got about his way by trusting those who trust him, so long as they are skilled to some degree he shifted himself to follow Snow's movements; keeping eye contact, "I don't need a crazy assed fight going on. In. Grab Tabby. Out."
He grabbed a pen from one of the drawers in the table, stood up, and headed towards the door seeing a small picture which looked like NSO propaganda or some kind. Ripping it off the wall he said to Snow as he left. "By the way, I'm borrowing this to make a map."
And just before he stepped out he held the door handle and swung back towards her with a little smirk, "Oh and one last thing. You know my name, it's only fair I know yours; so I know who to ask for."

[PrincessLUV]

"Good, I prefer a quick and quite job," she noted as he gave his requests...or demands for time. Stopping her movements, Snow continued to listen to him. This was an important issue and though his voice barely gave him away she feared that emotions may be an issue. These sort of jobs were not easy. She would speak to Stripes as a back-up in case something went wrong. She was torn from thought as he poster was torn from the wall. He quickly explained himself and asked her name.

"Snow...it is Snow. Here," She reached into the pocket of the jacket she still wore, handing over a plastic card with an embedded microchip. It was standard for all the new arrivals.

"Perhaps, you vill be more apt to use the gate now." An eyebrow raised, letting him know that she was well aware he did not enter in a practical way. "I vill be ready whenever you are...You're sister vill be safe soon."

[Bow-Bow-Kun]

A cheshire smile crept across his face, Snow was sharp; very sharp. Catching the card he nodded, "Snow. Fair enough; I can see why." he said realising her name was based on her characteristics. That's when he actually realised also, that Snow had a very good figure and nice facial features to boot. If you added in the personality, she was quite the unique and strong woman. Shaking the thought he proceeded out the door mumbling, "It would be boring taking the front door. Back soon." chuckling to himself.
Swaying in and out of people he made his way to where he came from and went back on to the rooftops heading towards the building where his sister is held captive.

[Blazey-kun]

Vermillion uttered a harsh curse, disbelief knawing at him over the woman's story but unable to refute her claims. After giving him the male's number he had his people check it through their database. It matched their records that one by that designation had indeed been alive but hadn't yet been recovered by them. It angered him that some of his people were still out there being held by those bastards who created them.

"A Mercile employee brought him in? Why would..." he was cut off by the sudden outburst of a new female voice. She sounded so loud that his his ears hurt due to the enhanced hearing and he was forced to hold the phone away from him until she calmed down. From the sound of things he could pick up in the background things weren't going very smoothly for her.

"Why would you help one of us Alexia? If you are with Mercile then it makes little sense for you to assist by freeing one of us." Even as he spoke he'd already sent a team of his people on route to her location, would be there in a about an hour. If she was right then it was highly likely that her colleagues would come after her. They needed to move quickly so that weren't too late.

@Shine

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Sable froze in place, too shocked to move after Rose turned to hug him and press a soft kiss to the corner of his lips. Though her touch was light the effect she had on his body was anything but minimal. Having her alone in a bedroom was a very bad idea, especially after what she'd just been through. His mind made a valid argument for him to just step away and leave her on her own to adjust but all the same he found his arms snaking up to circle gently around her trim waist, holding her to him. He swallowed hard, suddenly feeling all moisture leaving his mouth. He licked his lips just over the area she'd kissed, hoping to savor more of her sweet taste and let out a sigh of relief when he found the spot and lazily licked it.

"Will you be alright here? I know you must be tired after traveling so far. I have more pillows if you need them and will be just down the hall in the living room. Vermillion gave me the rest of the day off so I will be close by in case you need me. Though he didn't want to he eased his hands away from her smaller body, already regretting the lack of heat the proximity to her body gave him.

"Sleep well Rose." He backed away, leaving the door open for her so she knew she wasn't being caged.

@Faithy

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The bus driver parked his vehicle behind the main administration building, lining it up next to all the other vehicles the New Species owned. He waved to the human security guard seated in a small hut by the entrance to the parking lot. His back cricked as he then disembarked, his hands reaching down to rub at the pained area. He was getting too old for this job, had reached the retirement age already. When the government had raided Mercile and revealed what the company had done he had wanted to help, had volunteered to work for the New Species.

His mind flashed back to those protesters just outside the main gate, their cries and taunting so loud he could even hear them through the bus's thickened glass. They'd thrown things at it, from cans to fruit until his vehicle was peppered with small dents and looked to have come out on the wrong side of a paint ball fight. He winced when he turned around to look at the damage and knew he'd need to get the whole thing cleaned up. He didn't mind that so much really, having worked most of his life, but it was the fact that no matter how clean he got it those people would just mess it up again.

"Ah well, guess I'd better get start-" his words were cut off, a sharp pain throbbing in his neck as something warm gushed down his front. His eyes blurred as he tried to speak again, the sound coming out as more of a gurgle. He lifted his hands to feel his neck and found wetness, his vision barely working anymore as he saw the crimson stain his fingers. His legs suddenly gave way, lightheaded enough that he didn't feel the impact as he his the hard pavement. Figures loomed around him, dark shadows his eyes refused to focus on.

"That was easy. Come on guys, time to hunt us some animals." The sound of an unknown man grated against his ears and he realized all too late that some people had managed to sneak onto the bus and remain undetected. He needed to call out for help but didn't have the strength anymore. The last thing he saw was the boots of a large number of men walk away from him, headed towards the main building.

[Shine]

it paid the bills... Alexia fought the urge to make light of her employment with Mercile. Even exhausted there was nothing funny about being employed by the monstrous organization. He was listening at least and that was what really mattered. He hadn’t hung up on her.

“I’m pretty sure they’ll consider the stunt I pulled today to be resignation effective immediately.” The tan woman sagged back into the chair near the bed and the door. Pan was lying flat on his back again but he tracked her with his overly bright eyes and she suspected he was more than capable of hearing what was being said on the other end of the line.

“I never intended to continue employment with them. I knew when they scattered that it would be helpful to have someone on the inside to flush them out. I was biding my time to gather information and make a clean escape. Things didn’t work out that way.” She shrugged knowing full well that there was no way for Vermillion to see her casual cest le vie gesture.

“The experiment that Pan… 331 was selected for was intended to be fatal. Plans got rearranged.”

@Blazey-kun