Guilty By Design

[H-008]

Seven snickers.

"I was created to serve. The goal was not to create something uncontrollable. Why, your group kills more pathetic humans than it saves. At least I do my job properly."

Seven takes the water, and spreads some of it over its lips, since it has no saliva.

"I love watching movies. Have you ever watched a movie? Not those propoganda films Red Inf... our government shows. Real movies. I learned this little trick from a movie. I've always wanted to try it in real life."

Seven kisses Dr. Simion's hand, and then dumps some of the concentrated lye on it.

[Despair]

Despair looks at Amy and considers her idea.

" I think a series of strong energy attacks will do the trick just fine."

He flies up to a rooftop and begins to power up a large energy attack.

[Twelve]

Twelve's demonic grin, grew wider as half his body was blown off. A puddle of darkness oozes from his side. Twelve suddenly falls apart into a lump of revolting darkness. Red demonic eyes open up everywhere. His hair stretched out as his whole body did the same. All that could be seen of him were his demonic grin and glaring red eyes.

[Dr. Lenna Simion]

Lenna says nothing. Bantering with a worthless sack of flesh is below her. The chemical burns her skin faster than fire but she doesn't make a sound. Mind over matter, and she had alot of mind... if she could keep this up.

[Raz Nili Ze'ev]

"Th...the r-r-r-realll quest-t-t-tion isss h-h-h-how to reactivat-t-t-t-t-t-e my aug-g-g-gment-t-tationsss with-th-out making me succ-c-ccc-c-ceptable to Zw-Zwei. Th- they ared-d-deativated. Th-they sh-shut down innnn th-the event-t-t of h-h-h-hack-k-k-kinggg," Raz slurs again.

"Elli," Raz mumbles. She attempts to roll herself onto her side. Unfortunately, she can't get her body to obey her. She feels nauseous. She is suprised Ezra hasn't rolled her onto her side yet. It is basic fist aid training to do that so the person involved does not choke to death on his or her own vomit.

[Damascus]

Damascus floated in a state of half consiousness. He felt his back hit something, felt someone against him. He heard the word "love." His eye wouldn't open, but he did know that voice. Rayven.
He made his tired mucsles move, made his arms work. He held Rayven in a weak hug, his muscles screaming in protest.
"Rayven." He said, it came as a whisper. His thoart hurt, and so did the rest of him for that matter. But he began feeling better slowly with Rayven here.
"I didn't die." He whispered horsly. "I'm still alive." Tears streamed to his face. He hadn't died after all, he'd made it out alive. He felt strength slowly, ever so slowly, returning to him. He only held her thighter.
"I love you, Rayven."

[Ezra Weil]

"Oh so they are deactivated and this is why you are in such a critical state." He replies.

He fully realizes how useless he is. He is compelled by a mysterious logic to turn her onto her side so she doesn't choke on her vomit.
But then she does this anyway.

I really suck he thinks to himself

Overall he just doesn't know what to do for her.

"Wyrm might be able to help you...I will go find him...."
He doesn't want to leave her, but since he is not much help anyway, he decides to for his own good if anything else.

He walks over to a group of anarchists.

(any of them at the base)

"Where is Wyrm, I need his help..."

[H-008]

Seven wastes a few minutes, and then gets bored. It dumps vinegar on the wound to neutralize the lye.

"Hmmm, perhaps... something else."

It tap a code into a wall panel, and a small door opens into a coffin shaped crevice.

It puts Dr. Lanna intoa straight jacket, puts white noise headphones on her, and bindfolds her for good measures. Then, it puts her into the space, and closes the door.

It was too hasty. Sensory deprivation usually works better with these sorts of pets.

[Destiny]

"FOOL." I said. "TWELEVE AND DAMASCUS ARE ELEMINATED." I said to Zwei. "I AM GOING AFTER ASHEN NOW." I said.

[Ashen]

He didn't hesitate a moment, didn't even think about whatever Twelve was doing, he just lunged for the machine. As he ran, he drew back his arm, and then when he was close enough, he thrust it forward merciliessly, calling lightning down form the clouded sky. A colum or two struck nearby, throwing red hot chucks of earth everywhere.

[Twelve]

Don't be so sure... Twelve's voice echoed through the area. A puddle of darkness formed under Destiny. A fraction of a second, It exploded under her feet, into a violent geyser of darkness.

[Raz Nili Ze'ev]

Raz is greatful. She dry heaves a couple times, but she hasn't eaten anything for a while, so nothing comes up but a bit of stomach acid. It burns her throught.

Raz is simultanously hurt and admiring of Ezra's deatched tone of voice. She wishes he cared more, but she admires his ability to keep his cool under pressure. An ideal soldier mentality.

Raz is still breathing in shallow gasps. She tries to slow her breathing, because she doesn't want to hyperventilate, but she can't.

[Rayven]

Rayven held on to Damascus and closed her eyes tightly when he told her he loved her again. One tear fell.
Then she pulled back and kissed his cheek.
"Come on, love. Let's get you in the car, okay? We could probably find another Inn... I would teleport, but I can only keep that up for so long. Can you stand?" All the while she stroked and kissed his wet cheek again.

[Ashen]

Ashen rolls to the side before his blade even struck the thing, evading the explosion of darkess energy.
"Unconcentrated attacks, just great. Couldn't be a bit more singular?" He asked Twelve. Lightning struck near the machine, and he aimed one forked flash directly at the machine.

[Ezra Weil]

"Okay anarchists, when you find Wyrm please send him to Raz."

He goes to the kichen and gets her some crackers and water.
He returns to her side.

"Wyrm will be here soon, and I am sure he can do something for you. Here...take some water..."

He hands her a blue water bottle that looks like it came from a camping supply store. He wonders which of the anarchists like camping.