Nightshift 40: Recreational Field

[not_rly_fai]

[from here]

It probably wasn't the safest route, but it was a shorter distance.

Yuuhi pushed the door open out into the cold night air and stayed close to the building.  He kept the flashlight off, not wanting to attract any extra attention.  The door wasn't far, so it shouldn't be too much trouble to walk quickly and quietly back inside.

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[ruthless_hunter]

[from here]

Lockdown shivered when he stepped into the cold night air. Curse this pathetic body. Can't even control its own temperature.

The bounty hunter began walking around the grounds, keeping an optic open. He walked over to one of the nets bound between a metal frame. Perhaps if he could find a way to cut the net down, it would make a decent enough weapon or trap.

[longlivetehking]

Scar had found the way to the recreational field quickly, not that such was all that difficult to accomplish. Even the most brainless patient could do this, most likely

[ruthless_hunter]

When Lockdown heard the voice behind him, he immediately whipped around and instinctively poised into a Metallikato fighting stance.

The one who approached him was an older-looking human, with dark hair and skin, green human-optics, and a scar across his left human-optic. He didn't look too dangerous, but Lockdown did not allow himself to relax. Experience had told him not to get careless or be decieved by appearances.

Lockdown narrowed his optics at the man. "'Special Counseling patients'? What are you talking about, flesh creature?" Probably something that he was ignorant of, since he had only been here a few days.

[longlivetehking]

"Flesh creature, hmmm?" Scar answered. Maybe this person was a similar case as his roommate was, even though the King couldn't quite understand. All he knew was that unlike humans and animals, these creatures were not organic. Interesting...

What was also interesting that this individual wasn't familiar with Special Counseling. This suggested that the man happened to be rather new around here. Just his luck

[ruthless_hunter]

"Hmm, interesting," Even though this human had not tried to attack him, Lockdown was not quite ready to drop his guard, and so he stayed in his fighting stance. "Not much for the whole brainwashing thing, but that part about regaining my abilites sounds appealing. That would have to mean they would give me my body back, since all my abilities are housed in it."

That had to mean that his and HK's theory was right. The institute was keeping their real bodies somewhere. All he, HK, and the other Transformers had to do was find them. Somehow.

[longlivetehking]

Scar had no intention of attacking the other patient, despite the steel pipe he carried. The former lion was not the type to resort to violence quickly (especially if he was the one having to do the dirty work), but there was hardly a reason for any of that. He studied the other patient for a moment, taking note of the curious black markings on the man's face.

"But unfortunately, your body along with it's abilities would be gone by the time it is morning." The tone of Scar's voice sounded as if what he said should be common sense. Which was exactly what it was, or there would be a lot more non-humans creatures running around. Not including the monsters, of course.

"The headdoctor would hardly make matters easy for us, would he?" Of course, he wanted his body back just as much as the rest of the people in a similar situation. "I suppose you are one of those inorganic types, then?"

[ruthless_hunter]

A big part of Lockdown's processor knew that it had to be too good to be true, and his human's words confirmed that. "Well, so much for wishful thinking."

He relaxed somewhat, lowering his hands down halfway. Just in case this human did turn out to be hostile, he had to be prepared to defend himself in an instant's notice.

"Yes, I'm a Transformer. A robot."

[scarefaux]

[From here. Sorry I'm late!]

That first breath of the night air as he stepped through the door let the Scarecrow know he'd found the Recreational Field. Despite the darkness that filled the area, it still felt more like home than the rest of the institute. He clicked his flashlight on and off, determining that he could see decently enough in the dim light from the sky- the moon was hidden by clouds, but he imagined the nighttime field was beautiful when illuminated.

As he walked further into the field, he heard some words that caught his attention- Inorganic types? He looked around, and spotted two forms standing near one of the netted posts he'd seen earlier in the day, and headed toward them, thinking he recognized the Landel's uniforms.

"Excuse me," he asked, hoping he wasn't interrupting something terribly important, "I didn't mean to overhear or anything, but were you just talking about folks who didn't used to be of the human sort before comin' here?"

[longlivetehking]

Scar was just about to ask what a robot was before he was interrupted by a third patient approaching them, bringing up the matter they were just discussing. The king took a moment to observe the new arrival; partly to determine whether it was a threat or not. Aside from the leathery skin there wasn't anything worth notable. Or as far as he could see at least, with the lack of a decent light-source and his vision not as it was supposed to be.

How in the world did these human manage to avoid walking into walls all the time? Surely, they weren't actually born with these light-sticks, now were they

[ruthless_hunter]

Lockdown turned his head to face this latest other human. The only notable feature on his one was the leathery skin. What was with all the humans here? Did all humans feel the need to just randomly walk up to others and pester them?

Then Lockdown began thinking. Starscream and everyone else had said the monsters here were dangerous if one faced them alone, and that it was better to travel in groups. Perhaps these humans could work to his advantage in that area. It was doubtful that they would be decent partners, but Lockdown had no problems with meat-shields.

The bounty hunter finally relaxed fully. Was this new person a robot like himself?

"Yes, tell us," Lockdown said, making his voice sound pleasant and casual. "Are you a fellow robot, like me?"

[scarefaux]

"Er..." The Scarecrow stumbled, wondering what in the world a robot could be. "Well, let's just say I wasn't originally human either

[bullygeneraleva]

[[From West Wing, North Hall 1-B.]]

The diminutive vampire quickly determined the rec field to be completely free of bird-monsters, or any victims thereof. There were plenty of completely intact patients, but they didn't seem to have drawn any attackers. Perhaps their numbers had intimidated the creatures, or the beasts here were closer to an actual ecology than true guards, and attacked seldom and at random, as would be expected if they intended only to feed.

The end effect was the same; she was going to have to work a little to get anything out of this. Of the patient groups on the field, most seemed to be heading somewhere, but one was at a standstill, apparently as a result of internal discussion. Hoping to hear something of interest, she crept closer.

[longlivetehking]

Scar rolled his eyes. "Gee, we could not have possibly figured that out on our own." he commented, voice dripping with sarcasm. "Would you care to specify, by any chance? There is a rather wide range of inhuman creatures in here, you know." Landel seemed to enjoy variety, he supposed.

"Rumor has it that our original forms are indeed somewhere in here." the feline answered on a more matter-of-fact-ly tone. Somewhere on the third floor, supposedly behind the doors across the railing overlooking the sun room. But considering those were tightly locked, entrance would be rather difficult unless this ZEX's plan with the explosions would work. Or if someone managed to acquire a key. One of the nurses should be able to carry them.

Not that he planned on including such information, however.

[ruthless_hunter]

"Yeah, I've heard this theory as well. Although, my original body is kinda large, and it's doubtful any humans would be able to carry it up." Lockdown said. Unless there was a driveway leading to where the bodies were being kept. Lockdown was disgusted by the idea of any human driving his body.

Like the man beside him, the bounty hunter was curious to know what this newcomer was originally. He looked confused when Lockdown had asked if he was a robot like him. Perhaps he came from a world without robots?

[scarefaux]

"I used to be a scarecrow," he answered, hoping they would know what a scarecrow was and he wouldn't have to go into the details of his former occupation. The name was pretty self-explanatory as it was, but it seemed that there weren't scarecrows from some of the patients' homelands. "My original body wouldn't be hard to hide here, but if some of us had bodies that would be too difficult to carry into a building like this, especially to one of the upper floors, then perhaps they are stored elsewhere, or even in two different places

[bullygeneraleva]

Nonhumans, huh. Evangeline fell into that category herself, technically, but not the way these guys were talking about. The scarecrow made her curious, though, about how exactly he'd been animated. The golem-crafter in her wanted to know.

"If it's storage space you're looking for, there's more room under the building than in it," she interjected as though she'd been part of the conversation from the beginning. This was far from a helpful gesture on her part; there was a small grain of truth to what she'd said but no real evidence, and besides that she didn't think much of their assumption that their old bodies were just lying around here somewhere anyway. If they'd been transformed with magic that certainly wouldn't be the case... and even if they could find them in storage getting back into them would be another matter entirely.

No, she was more interested in infiltrating the group and pushing them to do something, anything. There was no point in being here if the nights were as boring as the days.