[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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for Romeo

[princesspowaful]

[Molly had entered with Piccolo on her shoulder but he hopped off and went towards... something. She quickly followed after him and as she got closer she realized what it was. It wasn't a what, it was Romeo. With that realization she ran as fast as she could towards him, piccolo still got there before she did.]

[she gives him a strained smile] You look kinda cool? Uh, that's kinda mean, sorry. Um. Are you okay? Me and Piccolo missed you.

;; Molly

[spiritsup]

[Romeo's heart leaped when he saw Piccolo, he was so glad his friend was okay. He had been frightened that he hadn't been able to get to Molly but Piccolo was brave and smart. And then there was Molly. After Ienzo's first reaction Romeo was terrified that she would run away from him. But her words made him smile properly for the first time since this had happened.]

Molly! Thank you for looking after Piccolo for me, did he behave himself? I missed you too! [Tears came into his eyes again and he shook his head, toppling a little as his antlers overbalanced him.] I was scared... I'm glad you're alright.

[princesspowaful]

[she nods, trying not to cry herself] Piccolo was really good! He's smart and we went on some adventures together to look for you! [she puts a hand on him to comfort him, but stops herself from petting him as she doesn't want him to feel like an animal] My mom used to say talking about bad dreams make them seem less bad and I know this isn't a dream but if you wanna talk about I'll listen to you. But then I gotta go find the bad guys and make them sorry for hurting my friend!

[spiritsup]

[Romeo smiled through the tears] He is very smart and brave and so are you Molly! Thank you! [He welcomes her hand, he wished he had hands to hold hers but he didn't. At her words about dreams he looked sad, it had felt like a dream. Especially since the surgery hadn't hurt so much as felt strange but now he was back there was no denying it was real.]

Molly don't! I don't want them to hurt you too! [The tears that had threatened now fell at the thought of Molly being hurt. Piccolo squeeked at his feet confused and Romeo felt bad that he couldn't pick him up.]

The bad people had red collars... they put us in cages and took one or two people a day... to do things to... I couldn't stop them taking anyone, they hurt them all.

[cantgetlaidin]

Germany was vaguely relieved to wake up in the familiar setting of the cafeteria. It was preferable to the glass cell he had been confined to for the past few days. It was over. For now, at least.

Still, the damage had been done. The nation was barely recognizable from a distance. Frail, delicate, his skin far too big for him and sewn together by black thread. He was a skeleton of the strong, imposing figure he had been only a week ago. Drained and weak, he pushed himself up from the chair with considerable effort. He needed to get out of here. He needed to get away, locate an ally he could trust and... Well. He wasn't sure what he would do after that.

It took him considerable effort and it looked like his legs were threatening to give way with every step, but using the tables and chairs as support, he slowly tried to make his way towards the exit of the cafeteria.

[dawnlotus]

Vietnam was making her way into the cafeteria when she noticed the man struggling, and while part of her was telling her not to go help, her pride kicked mentally kicked her and she headed closer.

"Do you need any..." Vietnam couldn't finish that sentence, realising who this was. Or a shadow of who he once was, a melting, almost fleshless shadow.

"...Germany?"

[cantgetlaidin]

Germany had hoped he wouldn't have to meet another nation, but he didn't get very far before hearing the familiar voice.

He stopped moving, arms quivering as he held himself up straight. He must have looked pathetic enough without struggling forward like he had been.

"Vietnam." Unsure of what else to say, he looked down to the ground ahead of him, feeling ashamed.

[dawnlotus]

"Oh my goodness..." Vietnam went up to him, holding her hands out, just in case he needed help. She knew him to be a proud country, and she didn't want to do anything without permission. At least not yet.

"What did they do to you...?"

France

[creme_master]

[He had had the better part of a week to physically recover from his surgery. At first he'd wondered if they were ever going to release them, but now that they had the man wished they hadn't. Reflecting the others' thoughts, it was incredibly surreal to see the cafeteria as it had been the day they'd been taken. A week ago, and while everything had changed for them nothing had seemed to change for the Tower

[evertosoar]

France?

[America's tone is childishly subdued, closer to shy colony than brash world power, although he's trying to grasp at the tone of the latter and sounding more afraid for the effort. America ran to his citizens first before he was entirely aware of the other people he knew in the room. France didn't look, at first glance, injured. But he was wearing the hospital gown like the others, so something had to be wrong.]

[creme_master]

[He couldn't blame the younger nation from going to his citizens first; the same would have been done if Francis were in his position. In fact he had hardly even noticed, oddly enough.

The man almost seemed reluctant to turn his attention toward the American but something about he tone had made him horribly nostalgic for a flash. Francis tried to give the boy a reassuring smile that was too tight to be effective. Wasn't like he could just strike up a friendly conversation, but he tried in his own way.]

[evertosoar]

[France not talking was unusual, but his brain ran around in circles trying to figure out what to say. Normally it would be a cause to make jokes, but even America wasn't that callous, and he was wishing more and more that this Tower was all some ridiculously complex dream, and he could wake up in bed and everyone would be alive and normal and things wouldn't be so weird and terrible.]

Um... So you can't talk... Um. Paper?

[He looks around as if paper might materialize in the cafeteria.]

Ψiioniic

[2nd_dii2ciiple]

[Ψiioniic is huddled in a corner, arms wrapped around his legs and curled up tight. He's got his eyes closed - he's learned that he can't trust what they tell him, his vision twofold cutting in and out sporadically. He can't tell the difference between visions of the future and visions of the present - he was trying to fight off the drones that came to retrieve them hours before they actually appeared.]

[With his horns gone and the white, skin-tight film that completely covers his body, he's almost impossibly to identify except for the crackles of red and blue electricity that occasionally snap around him. He can't control those, either. He can't even hear or smell or touch or taste properly. He's helpless and he knows it, and he's pretty sure he'll never make it all the way from the Cafeteria to his room alone.]

[Worse, if the Condesce or Dualscar find him like this...]

Kanaya... Milagro, Romeo, everyone, are you all okay?

[spiritsup]

I'm here mister Psiioniic, I'm alright. [He is sat or lay on the floor nearby. He knows that Psiioniic can't see him or hear him very well though.] I'll make sure nothing bad happens to you. [He'd already failed in that, but he would try his best to stop anything worse happening now that he wasn't locked in a cage.]

[2nd_dii2ciiple]

It's not your fault, Romeo. [He's repeating words he's already said many times in the last two days... hopefully eventually Romeo will take it to heart. He reaches out, groping to touch the human boy he's starting to think of as at least a comrade, if not a friend.] We'll all protect each other.

[spiritsup]

[Romeo shuffled closer, accidently nudging Psiioniic with his horns] Sorry [He gives a tiny small smile though, they would all protect each other and there was nothing that they couldn't do if they worked together!] We will make sure they hurt no one else.

[f0rceless]

Ven had had no idea there were any consistent disappearance; he knew some people were missing, but looking was a pretty hefty task. But then before he knew it, there was a huge crowd in the cafeteria and.... What had happened? What had they done to them?!

He didn't know many of them, but he knew something was wrong; and he did recognize Romeo vaguely after a moment or so of though; that was the kid he'd seen before when the phantoms showed up...!

So the blonde hurriedly rushed over and tried to help steady the poor kid, with his hands on what would be Romeo's shoulders if he were still human. "A-Are you OK?! What happened?!"

[spiritsup]

"Ven!" Romeo hadn't seen the boy all that often but he remembered him as the one who fought darkness with a key and had magic fire. He managed a half smile as the boy steadied him and nodded, wabbling a little as his antlers made him lose balance. "Yes..." He had to keep his spirits up and Ven's too! But he was still scared. "The bad people got us, they were like doctors but doctors are good and they were bad! Very bad."

[f0rceless]

Ven gave an uneasy smile to try and ease the kid; but that quickly went away when he heard about what had gone on. And now he was erring on the pissed-off side of the emotion spectrum.

"I don't think any real doctor would do something like that." This seemed more like some kind of twisted mad science. "But why...?!" Oh screw it, not important right now. "Are you sure you're OK? Is there anything I can do to help?"

[spiritsup]

Romeo shook his head, because he didn't think a real doctor would do anything like this either. Real doctors were good people like Doctor Casella and they helped people. They didn't hurt them. He nodded slowly, "I'm alright, it doesn't really hurt it just... feel strange and I can't really walk."