Look at me still talking when there's science to do [Active]

[le_verglas]

Characters: Vexen, Djinn
Content: Vexen finds one of the ever-elusive Djinn and takes it back to his lab for further study.
Setting: Vexen's Lab [Unknown Map Location]
Time: ...he's indoors. Is that important? (Slightly backdated.)
Warnings: SCIENCE! ...none yet, actually.

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[sceadu_gemynd]

It wasn't really any particular urge that had sent Zexion wandering down to labs so much as a not-quite-desire to find a quiet place to think for a while. While he'd been able to pick up what the city's local monster was called as well as how to deal with in (in theory) off of one of the journals, there was still the matter of how best to deal with it.

That and he had been wondering how badly Vexen had been overworking himself of late, and someone had to keep an eye on him. As a result, it should hardly have come as a surprise that on seeing that Vexen was in his lab, Zexion quietly let himself in.

"Another experiment?" he asked, a faint hint of what might have once been amusement coloring his voice. He knew the answer was likely to be yes, but it wasn't like asking would hurt anything.

[paixaonpcs]

Now, this was a new and interesting environment! Quite unlike anything the little Djinn had ever experienced before, to be sure. Where the nice man had taken it, it didn't know, and where it had been before, it didn't really recall either, but no, this was new and interesting nonetheless.

It hopped eagerly around on the lab table, poking curiously at whatever equipment it could reach from here. When Zexion entered, naturally, he instantly had the creature's full attention, zipping to the edge of the table (although not off of it) to investigate this new smaller person, and subsequently following his movements with its big blue eyes.

[le_verglas]

"Of a sort," Vexen replied to the question, not bothering to turn to see who was asking. There were few who bothered to come see him here, and as Zexion was the most frequent of his visitors (and least minded), Vexen had long since come to recognize the voice.

Finished with his sketches - why couldn't the cursed creature sit still, even for a moment? - he laid his clipboard down on a nearby counter and glanced towards Zexion. "Evidently it's known as a Jupiter Djinn, and there are several of them loose in the city. The fool who lost them posted quite a bit of information in the hopes of getting them back." Donning a long pair of rubber gloves, he scooped up the small creature and placed it firmly in the center of the table, poking and prodding at it to determine whether or not there was anything unusual under the surface. (Were something to be discovered, dissection would be considered as a future plan of action.) "It seems they are adept with lightening, not unlike our Number XII, though a good deal less rebellious."

[sceadu_gemynd]

"Did he now?" The question was more rhetorical than anything, but all the same a slight smirk briefly passed across his face. If he was looking for these things, they must have had some value to him - although apparently not enough to have kept them from getting lost in the first place.

"Dis he happen to mention the extent of their capabilities or is that something we'll have to find out on our own."

The question of whether or not the creature would be returned to the one who'd lost it didn't even register on his mental radar - if it proved useful enough he was sure someone would find reason to not return it. Certainly he didn't need all of them.

[paixaonpcs]

The Djinn squeaked as it was scooped up and deposited a little ways away on the table, and again as the man started poking at it. There wasn't anything too unusual about it; if anything, it would feel sort of squishy, like a big rubber ball. It wasn't very pleasant at all, though, and the little creature hopped away toward the far corner of the table, doing its best to evade the fingers and resume its exploration of Vexen's workspace.