VIII.
[The sound of static slowly fading, moogle noises and the patter of feet distancing from the microphone, as if it had been turned on abruptly catching the middle of a conversation. The dark, serene voice of Xemnas speaking]
'It is true, a perfect clone of flesh and bone, so kindly offered for investigation.'
'It's an interesting subject indeed, Superior. So much data to be collected from one little clone. [Vexen gives a small laugh, with a few faint noises in the background of something working]'
[a child's voice, angry]'I want to go back to Papa Kuro! Right now! [sound of stomping and trying to shove away. ] You can't make me stay! I'll fight you all!'
[replied by a calm voice, deceitfully gentle]'Now now, Shura, remember your manners [the sound of low chuckling.]'
'It seems as if his heart was blazing with rage, but at the same time doused in fear. A clone capable of having a heart, created, yet without being artificial. Number IV, seems your lab assistant is having complications binding him.'
'Even my Replica isn't this complex. [A small sigh] A clone should be interesting to experiment on.[ A small pause before a sharp click of fingers can be heard.] He wont be able to break through my ice, so he is now completely helpless.'
'No!! Let me go! Father, tell them to let me go! [angry growling and sounds of struggling]'
'Shura is the product of centuries of cloning development after all [A dark chuckle is heard, obviously amused.]'
'Child, there is no point in struggling. Nothing will come out of it, that ice will not break. Plus- Father wont come. Hm, I will need to look into this. [ Vexen gives one of his evil laughs.]'
'Apparently, his father is this gentleman, but all cries for help are futile.
Let us commence.'
'Father!! Why?! [more struggling, after a while they grow stressed, finally breaking into a muffled sobbing]'
'He is being too noisy, I cannot write a report in this condition. Silence him. [the sound of metallic objects, scalpels, forceps, other surgical tools]'
'[Small Moogle noises can be heard with tapping of feet along the ground] Very well, where shall we start? His heart or his voice box? '
'Papa Kuro!!!! [A loud, anguished cry]'
'Definitely, his voice box. We have several days to study the heart as a whole.'
'[Vexen gives another laugh] I will need a knife then. [A sound of something jumping] Thank you, Mr.Moogle. Electronic assistants are more efficient than human ones. And what used to be just a stuffed doll. [Another chuckle] (He starts cutting here)'
'[The frantic struggling bursting into a disgorged scream, sounds of ripping flesh, something dripping, slowly turning into a puddle]'
'Far better. Not even in that distant past we ever dealt with such loud creatures. I will need the terminal to write the report. [the sound of someone approaching to the terminal, touching the keys, typing] ...Number IV... my terminal has been recording this... publicly.
Blame be upon your faulty monstrosity! But it is too late.'
'I see, this should be an interesting night. I wonder who will be playing the hero this time.[Short pause, with something being dropped carelessly onto the table] Right, voice box successfully removed. Now we can experiment on him without stupid cries for daddy. Pitiful.'
'I will assign someone to greet the unwanted guests, if they ever successfully approach.'
[end]
((ooc: Yesterday night they were offered a new test subject, courtesy of Yomi. Vexen's new lab assistant was 'playing' with Xemnas' terminal and turned on the microphone.))
'It is true, a perfect clone of flesh and bone, so kindly offered for investigation.'
'It's an interesting subject indeed, Superior. So much data to be collected from one little clone. [Vexen gives a small laugh, with a few faint noises in the background of something working]'
[a child's voice, angry]'I want to go back to Papa Kuro! Right now! [sound of stomping and trying to shove away. ] You can't make me stay! I'll fight you all!'
[replied by a calm voice, deceitfully gentle]'Now now, Shura, remember your manners [the sound of low chuckling.]'
'It seems as if his heart was blazing with rage, but at the same time doused in fear. A clone capable of having a heart, created, yet without being artificial. Number IV, seems your lab assistant is having complications binding him.'
'Even my Replica isn't this complex. [A small sigh] A clone should be interesting to experiment on.[ A small pause before a sharp click of fingers can be heard.] He wont be able to break through my ice, so he is now completely helpless.'
'No!! Let me go! Father, tell them to let me go! [angry growling and sounds of struggling]'
'Shura is the product of centuries of cloning development after all [A dark chuckle is heard, obviously amused.]'
'Child, there is no point in struggling. Nothing will come out of it, that ice will not break. Plus- Father wont come. Hm, I will need to look into this. [ Vexen gives one of his evil laughs.]'
'Apparently, his father is this gentleman, but all cries for help are futile.
Let us commence.'
'Father!! Why?! [more struggling, after a while they grow stressed, finally breaking into a muffled sobbing]'
'He is being too noisy, I cannot write a report in this condition. Silence him. [the sound of metallic objects, scalpels, forceps, other surgical tools]'
'[Small Moogle noises can be heard with tapping of feet along the ground] Very well, where shall we start? His heart or his voice box? '
'Papa Kuro!!!! [A loud, anguished cry]'
'Definitely, his voice box. We have several days to study the heart as a whole.'
'[Vexen gives another laugh] I will need a knife then. [A sound of something jumping] Thank you, Mr.Moogle. Electronic assistants are more efficient than human ones. And what used to be just a stuffed doll. [Another chuckle] (He starts cutting here)'
'[The frantic struggling bursting into a disgorged scream, sounds of ripping flesh, something dripping, slowly turning into a puddle]'
'Far better. Not even in that distant past we ever dealt with such loud creatures. I will need the terminal to write the report. [the sound of someone approaching to the terminal, touching the keys, typing] ...Number IV... my terminal has been recording this... publicly.
Blame be upon your faulty monstrosity! But it is too late.'
'I see, this should be an interesting night. I wonder who will be playing the hero this time.[Short pause, with something being dropped carelessly onto the table] Right, voice box successfully removed. Now we can experiment on him without stupid cries for daddy. Pitiful.'
'I will assign someone to greet the unwanted guests, if they ever successfully approach.'
[end]
((ooc: Yesterday night they were offered a new test subject, courtesy of Yomi. Vexen's new lab assistant was 'playing' with Xemnas' terminal and turned on the microphone.))