[Event, returning from surgery, open]

[spiritsup]

Characters: All those who were expermimented on if they want and everyone else
Setting: Cafeteria, morning
Format: Whatevers easiest
Summary: Those that were taken a week ago are left in the cafeteria, changed and somewhat broken. (I'm starting with Romeo, and then everyone can just make their own threads/reply to each other/tag around. I just

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Kanaya

[grimauxilatrix]

[Relief washed over her when she woke up in the cafeteria and not in the cell. It had been torture watching people be taken and returned modified. It was even scarier to wait and know that you could be next. She had tried to remain calm and collected throughout the week, but it was difficult to retain her composure. She was furious at their captors and worried about the others but she was too drained to do anything about it

Re: Kanaya

[allurprincess]

[Sora has only been here for a few days; although she's heard from various people about their missing friends, it isn't a personal thing. But they were described to her, and she has a thing for faces.

When she comes down for breakfast, she knows who it is she's found. Mostly. Those who still have a human face. What she can't work out is what's been done to them. Utopia's experiments were nasty and brutish things, and as a street-level hero, she could never afford to be squeamish, but it still takes her a moment of swallowing to stifle her reaction. Even the smell of exposed, red flesh is too much.]

W-what... [bolts over to the nearest person who looks able to talk, a girl with grey skin and coloured horns, slumped on a chair] What happened? I'll help you!

[grimauxilatrix]

[Kanaya watches the girl come in and the expression of complete shock that takes over her face. She couldn't place her and wondered if she was new here, it was a good possibility. Then again nothing this bad had ever happened before, anyone would be just as stunned.]

[She only watches as the girl comes closer to her, a wise choice since she is the least deformed out of the bunch. It takes her a moment to answer her questions and while she speaks the phantom flails around in her abdomen, pushing every which where before attempting to climb out of her mouth again] We were experimented on, if you would like to call it that. In essence it was torture. [she looks around the room] It will be difficult to bounce back from this.

[allurprincess]

That's awful! [now that she's concerned, her expression is pure horror, caring and sads in equal proportions. When the thing tries to crawl out of the girl's throat, she automatically rests a hand on her shoulder in an attempt to provide comfort.] Can I help? I could find someone, or get you something...?

[wait.] Who did this?

/tags ALL THE SURGERY PATIENTS

[tempustemporum]

Somewhere in his sleep, Ienzo had felt that he had been tampered with. Of course, he didn't quite realize it until he woke up -- three hours later than he normally did. It didn't take him very long to see that this was definitely not a coincidence; circadian rhythms did not just break like that, especially since there was no stimulus that divided this day as different from any other. Suddenly wary of the universe, he went downstairs to the cafeteria.

And stopped at the door.

It didn't take him very long to drop the stoic act and just stare wide-eyed at the line of monstrosities that sat along the floor. He recognized a few immediately, Kanaya for example, but others it definitely took him a moment. Such as the small, mutilated creature sitting on the floor there. Now, Ienzo had seen mutated versions of just about everything under the sun, so he wasn't running out of the room and gagging like someone else might have. But he was still shocked speechless at the creature that had once been one of his towerma--

holy shit.

Romeo.

sob

[spiritsup]

People started coming down, Romeo looked at them. He was so glad that there were still people who wern't hurt, who had spent a week not locked in a cage. He saw Ienzo and smiled, his smile; which was a little twisted due to his mouth and nose being wider, faded a little.

"Izeno..." He tried not to cry but it was so hard when Ienzo looked like he wanted to run away. He had to stay brave, even if his friends would be scared of him now.

[tempustemporum]

No. No matter what intolerably weird shit is going on with his face right now, he isn't running away. What surprised him was how much he cared about this development; it wasn't like seeing this kind of thing was new to him. And as far as he would like to be concerned, he wasn't attached to Romeo either. But after five months of awkwardness and hired help and things that didn't generally cause endearment, he was (somewhat) visibly upset.

A moment later, Ienzo returned his expression to its neutral form, though it looked slightly shakier than usual. "...What happened here?"

[spiritsup]

Romeo tried not to cry, he had to be strong. He had to keep being strong and not scare Ienzo more than he was already. "The bad guys got us and did bad things to us." He blinked hard to stop his tears. "But it's going to be okay Ienzo so don't be scared!" His voice catched at the end, he really didn't want Ienzo to be upset.

Milagro

[princesslantern]

[Milagro may have spent the last few days after her surgery pathetically undifficult, but as soon as her eyes open in the cafeteria, she's ready to fight again. She's ready to give someone a black eye.

There was only one problem with that. Milagro's arms had been taken from her. Or rather, they had been stripped of their bones, nerves and muscles still intact, and then wrapped around her body and stitched together. A human straight jacket. Nowhere near as bad as the others- but just enough to keep her from sucker punching the first person she saw.

She's done with this. So done that as soon as she's awake she's up standing- standing way too fast, and ends up falling back down into her seat. ]

[evertosoar]

[Laying eyes on Milagro, America's first thought is that it makes his previous concerns about her trip through the glass seem ridiculous. But underneath that is the current of recognition, now that he's seen her in person, that this is one of his citizens, maybe one of his last few citizens anywhere, and she is hurting, and he has to do something right now even though he doesn't know what to do or how to fix it or even who she is outside of that post she made about the glass.]

What--what happened?

[princesslantern]

[Milagro takes a deep breath- but even that hurts, and tilts her head up towards America. She recognizes him as one of the people who replied to her on the computer, but other than that she has no idea what kind of a person he is. She decides to tell him- because someone should know. They should all know how horrible the people that did this were.]

They took us last week. Kept us separated in different cells, but made sure we could all see each other.

And then one by one, they took us. And they did.... this.

[evertosoar]

[America's eyes are wide, processing this. He knew the tower was some sort of trap, some kidnapping scheme or something, but he couldn't imagine something this bad happening. Fury pierces his mind, and he wants to go off and tear through that staff elevator and fix everything right now, but he holds off, although just barely.]

I'll--Um. I'm sorry, I--Can I help?

[evertosoar]

America was up earlier than usual, but his typical early morning (or late morning) exhaustion was muted by the unease that the note he had gotten brought. Still, he was too out of it to notice how he walked rhythmically enough that he might as well be marching.

And when he stepped out of the elevator into the cafeteria and saw--saw--what was he even seeing?

His first, lizard brain instinct was to bolt back for the elevator, but the rest of him wanted to bolt forward and see what was happening. And so he was left staring as the elevator closed behind him.

[spiritsup]

Romeo saw his roomate and watched him quietly. He didn't want to scare him, everyone seemed very scared and Romeo was sad that it was him, him and the others, that were making them scared and sad. He didn't want to make people scared. He wanted to make them happy.

[evertosoar]

"Romeo?"

America's tone was uncertain; he had been living with the boy for some time, of course, but the boy--didn't really look entirely like a boy anymore. It looked like it hurt just to exist, and there were bones jutting out of skin and antlers and--

"Can you talk?"

[spiritsup]

"Yes sir," Romeo's voice was quiet but speaking was easier then nodding, he kept getting put off balance when he moved his head. "I can talk still."

Dean

[gimmepie]

[Unfortunately, Dean can't even really see where they've been taken, nor can he smell without a nose. All he can do is listen-- by some miracle -- to the people around him. He doesn't want to be seen like this, whatever it is. There is no comprehensive image of himself in his consciousness, but he knows it must be horrible.

He doesn't understand why he can even think. Why is he alive?

Will you approach the man sitting there in a hospital gown and without a face? He'll probably need some help up the stairs. Or doing pretty much anything that requires vision.]

[evertosoar]

[Yet another jolt of recognition but not. If the man hadn't been sitting up and breathing America would have been sure he was a corpse. If not for the citizenship recognition America would have been sure he was a monster, after that. But no, this was--this was impossible. And hideous and terrifying and everything at once.

His desire to keep what few people he had left safe--and the failure to do so staring him in the face with the removal of this one's--kept him from running.]

H-hello?

[gimmepie]

[That vast crater turns towards the sound. Dean can tell the person behind the voice is freaked out, but who knows if he's talking to him or not.]

If it freaks you out, don't look.

[Where is that voice even coming from?]

[evertosoar]

No, I--how are you talking--I'm sorry--

[He half-realizes it's ridiculous to apologize, and half realizes he's apologizing for not protecting this man. Both halves realize it wouldn't make sense to him. He walks over instead.]

D-does it hurt?