Just another day at the lab.

Experiments to check on, equipment to prepare, specimens to feed… the list of chores was always there, always the same.  Vexen went through each with a sort of machinelike autonomy, comforted by the almost-mindless nature of the chores.  Change the water in the rabbit cages.  Check.  Take ( Read more... )

            The colors in the room morphed continually.  They faded until it was almost impossible to see them, then became so bright that Roxas had to squint to look at them.  He let his head roll back on his shoulders and rest on the back of his couch and laughed.

“Fuck, man…  Everything’s breathin’…”

The door opened ( Read more... )