DAY 26: Men's Showers (Second Shift)

[canieathim]

Gluttony didn't want to leave his Lust, not after he'd just found her!  But the mean tasty nurses said he had to.  "You can't join her in the women's showers" was a bad excuse.  He didn't like the mean tasty nurses.  Maybe Lust would let him eat them later.  Still, he knew he would see his Lust again, and that was good.  He liked Lust.  She was

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[tartaros_avatar]

Recluse was generally not in a good mood. Running into a telepath who had done nothing but threaten him over some thoughts that couldn’t possibly apply to anyone in this damned ‘hospital’ had rather destroyed any attempts to act like a normal human. He scowled, leaving the cafeteria as soon as the doctor mentioned where they were all going to be herded off to. The nurse had trouble keeping up with his stride, admonishing him the whole way for not being more considerate. He knew where he was supposed to be going, why waste time?

Upon arriving at the showers, the nurse told him to behave, before turning to leave. Recluse was angry enough at this point to ready a decapitating strike at the woman, running into the sickening feeling of trying to control the limbs that had been taken from him. He stripped and found a shower as far from others as possible, as far from the blasted lights as he could be. His constant near-migraine from the light was only making his mood worsen all the more.

Knowing his luck, some vapid, infuriating human

[tartaros_avatar]

"Yes. Some retain a small amount of power. I have not. But they seem to underestimate what can be done with the materials available here." No matter how petulant both the head doctor and the radio announcer might have been last night about the idiocy of the prisoners, quite a lot could get done, as long as people worked efficiently.

[sword_and_demon]

"I am unsure as to my current capabilities. I will be sure to determine how much I have retained before venturing out," He wondered if he would still heal as quickly, or move as fast, or if he would perhaps have some of his inhuman strength.

"So you are getting by without your power?"

[tartaros_avatar]

"Do so. The overconfident are quickly shown how vulnerable they are here." Like Jack had. That had been so satisfying, although he almost wished he could have killed the man... useful as he might be through simple manipulation, he was an annoyance.

"Yes. I am making blades, explosives and chemical weapons." It was so incredibly far from ideal, but much better than what the rest of the patients here could say.

[sword_and_demon]

"I am quite partial to blades myself, though I do know how to use my fists," Sparda once more studied his human hands.

"A pity humans don't get more in the way of natural weapons."

[tartaros_avatar]

"I might be able to make you a sword, if you're interested." If the man was willing to work for him, that is. "Apart from that, there will be a flashlight with some weight to it beneath your pillow in your cell. That is the only real makeshift weapon that is provided that is useful here, although I have seen several who were stabbing at monsters with plastic pens." It was so easy to make a sharp edge on anything sturdy enough to become a weapon. Why was it so difficult for people to manage that? They could at least try to break the furniture, or something similar...

"Yes. The night time creatures have an advantage in that regard. But most of them are quite easy to kill, as long as you are not unarmed."

[sword_and_demon]

"I am interested, but what do you want in return?" That was the case with most beings, they never wanted to just give anything away. While he could understand that such arrangements made the human world go around these days, he hoped that such would not be the case in a situation like this.

[tartaros_avatar]

"That we work together. I am not interested in having to fight both this institution and those trapped by it." Although there were sometimes where he would love to, if he was given enough of an excuse...

"I can make anything up to a longsword. No guard, unfortunately. I don't have the materials. But a blade, as sharp as I can make it." And he was a perfectionist when it came to keeping blades sharp.

[sword_and_demon]

"I am not opposed to a little cooperation. Very well, I will work with you. And a longsword would be fine. I can use just about any type of weaponry, but I do prefer swords," Sparda smiled at Tartaros, pleased that he wasn't asked for anything unreasonable.

In fact, Sparda would have agreed to help him even if he hadn't offered to provide a weapon for him.

[tartaros_avatar]

"I will have it made as soon as possible. Time without supervision from the staff here is limited." He opened his eyes again, making a slight hiss as the light immediately started trying to drill holes in his skull. He wanted the dark and quiet of the nightshift. "And how has this place changed you? You mentioned the loss of wings, but as something from before all of this."

[sword_and_demon]

"Yes... I gave up my wings a couple thousand years ago. I had two sets, and a nice pair of hard, protective wing-covers," He was looking at his human shadow again.

"I also had horns, and claws... and my skin was no where near this soft of colorless... but, I've been in this body for the past two-thousand years of my life. The only sign that remained that I wasn't human was my shadow. Even after I took this form it always held the shape of my true form," but it had been worth it, giving all of that up. He now had a wife and children and the humans were safe.

[tartaros_avatar]

"Why did you give that up?" Recluse would never give up the changes to his body willingly. Unless it was for something better. He filed away all the information for reference, regardless. The more he knew about an individual, the more easily he could determine how best to control them.

[sword_and_demon]

"I had too. I couldn't remain in that form in the human world, and sealing the connection to my world reduced my powers greatly," He certainly was asking a lot of strange questions. As a half demon, shouldn't Tartaros have already known this information?

"I was still the single most powerful being on Earth, even with my powers reduced," unfortunately he wasn't strong enough to avoid being overwhelmed by a massive swarm of weaker demons.

[tartaros_avatar]

One thing that was said reminded Recluse of another point about the facility that should be explained. "Ah. I think I should mention that we are in all likelihood, not from the same dimension." No one from his world would have missed the description of his normal self.

"This place has taken individuals from many different realms, and different time periods." With no real logical pattern behind the choices. There were certainly some who wrote on the message board who were an utter waste of time.

[sword_and_demon]

"That would explain quite a bit," So there was no telling exactly what this Tartaros was, if he was from a different reality. Perhaps he was dealing with Tartaros himself, and not someone simply claiming that name, but from a different dimension.

"Certainly, it would make sense for me to be weaker away from the world, and dimension, of my origin."

[tartaros_avatar]

"Not necessarily. Dimensional travel does not mean weakening, unless your powers are tied to something of that world." He had enough personal experience with the subject.

"The weakness is therefore entirely due to some aspect of this facility, for most." He was going to find out exactly how it all worked, before he left. However long from now that would be. He didn't care. He could wait.