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(Now, the people can show their personalities, meeting other people, etc, the homicidal's can kill someone random if you want. Just start off anywhere before the madness ensues)

 

 

Celandine was doing little. Just relaxing, soothing in a warm, hot bath, with only the sound of water steaming. Much more pleasant than people. The room was simplistic and plain-- small as well, even for being an apartment. Apartment number 16, of the Sacred Heavens apartment complex. Sacred heavens, it was just the opposite. How ironic. The walls and floor were white tile, with no other color in the room. The rest of the rooms had dim, hardly used lights, and the curtains that covered every window ultimately made most of the house gray and bleak, as if in a black and white old film, especially with the large moon that was there tonight. The apartment building was low on technology for living in the 2000's, they were all for media and social networking anyways. No need. (There's an electrical outlet right there.) Celandine thought to herself. (Perhaps I should just kill myself here. Let myself die. I'm ready for it.) She continued thinking. (That would be the best thing to do.) A grandather clock ticking like a metronome could be heard as well, the one sound breaking the silence of the building. (If so many people have died by me, I should just go too. Be back with them. If they would accept me-- if they didn't lie to me when they were alive. Like...him.) She didn't bother even thinking of his name. Rather than just cutting out his pictures from the walls, all the pictures were taken down. Each and every one. Thrown away, like if she would be able to throw away her memories just by giving up the mementos. Such an epoch of memories that scarred her. (I can always "accidentally" overdose my depressants too.)

 

Joshua stayed cuddled up, trying to sleep in the darkness of the orphanage. He slept better there than on the streets, where he was most of the time. But the orphanage was nice enough to let him stay only some of the time, since he didn't want to stay there forever. He had parents, at least-- he wasn't abandoned. Just....left alone, after a fire. It still seems a bit early to go back to school at this point, what with no money or knowledge of where exactly things were. Not after so long, at least. Joshua thought to himself, unable to sleep at this rate, his head was always flooded in thought, it was hard to concentrate on not thinking, and sleeping. (The people here keep telling me I should stay here. Yeah, I guess living alone outside is dangerous, and not just because I'm eleven. People can be mean sometimes too, so they're always warning me.) Joshua thought. He exhaled a soft sigh as all the other kids slept. (If you're nice enough to them, they wont be as hard on you though, right?) He thought, questioning himself. (I don't know.) Joshua turned over, cuddled and wrapped in his blanket still, trying to fall into a state of sleep.

 

Blood splattered on the white walls, a goo of.red slowly dripping down each second. But Isaac kept his sense of calmness longer. Someone else, a rather good-looking woman was taken down and onto a bed odf sortas. It tied them down, keeping them from escaping or troublemaking. The lady screamed in utter terror and pain, unheard by all. Isaac lived in an extremely large mansion, the laboratory being in the below basement where no one was heard. The majority of the house was kept rather tidy. The foyer hung its golden chandelier of candles in the center of the room, with a red and gold rug under. The first door lead to the living room, straight ahead from the large brown door was the grey double-door that lead to the living room. There was also a cozy library, a tidy kitchen, quite a few nice but dull and grey bedrooms, and even an attic. The laboratory was mostly white with occasional stained red of blood. The upper basement floor was where he was now, taunting and dissecting the woman. Below, in the lower basement floor was where experiments were held. Machines for genetic engineering and such. Inhuman screeches, yelps, and screams were heard there, all animalistic, and of rage, sorrow, melancholy, and such emotions. The animals begged with as much emotion as a dying human. Isaac would know. These animals were all more than one...in one. Chimeras, if you will. Isaac kept the woman under check. His dagger was placed by her neck as he slowly pulled up the woman's shirt without resistance. "Lovely...simply lovely." He grinned. He spoke in a calm tone, in the voice a scientist would, if that makes sense.

"Truly lovely. I'll keep it for my own." He said. The woman's scream was worse than a banshee's, yelping in complete pain, far worse than a horror movie. Crows in the frontyard heard, flocking away immediately. "Ahahahah HAHAHAHA~~!" Isaac came to madness again, his voice completely different now. Demented, like a demon's, but more fearsome. Sooner than later, the woman stopped screaming. Dead, and in dozens of pieces. "The experiment was a success." Isaac smirked and left upstairs with a demented smile and a bloodied face and shirt. His glasses were stained with red, and a body lied there-- or rather, the body's remains. It was all completely indistinguishable-- cut up and dissected into pieces where the body couldn't be identified. A bloody mess, quite literally.

 

"Tell me, how do you feel? Such betrayal is no satisfactory deal, however, it is no reason to be of such melancholy. Open up your heart to me, I will understand. I have felt this pain you feel now. Talking to me will make you feel better, trust me. Let us begin." Doctor Daniel Zirxes, or Doctor Zirxes, told a lady who had been appointed to the doctor before. This was a psychiatric interrogation room, inside the doctor's own house. The room was purely cream colored along the walls, ceilings, and even carpet floors. The doctor spoke in a calm voice, but still mildly raspy and old. Psychiatry was his thing, and he always had people reveal the truth, even if they don't want to at first. This is how they became vulnerable-- when shrouded by thoughts and standing in awe of their foolishness and unawareness. The lady sat down in a brown chair, in front of Doctor Zirxes on a wood table. "We should start from the beginning, please, what is your name?" The doctor asked the lady. "Diana." She answered. "Ah, yes, Diana, please: we should start. You see, my parents were always so neglective and cruel to me. I never spent a moment of free time with them, as much as I wanted to. They even had a conversation about disowning me. It broke my heart overhearing the talk about such a thing, and I grew even more neglected, until I was finally abandoned. Tell ME now, Diana, what were your parents like?" The doctor asked her. Yes, he told her a brief, yet fake summarization of a life, in order to strike a tad of guilt into her heart. Shed be more carefree now, focusing on the doctor's sadness as she told about her own.

 

"Shh, shh, hush now pretty. You wouldn't want my old wife to hear me chatting with another lady, now would we?" Joe asked somewhat sarcastically to his next victim, tied down and strapped over the mouth as well as she tried screaming. Joe spoke in a deep voice. He didn't stutter, but still talked slow. He kept a butcher knife in his right hand, brushing the girl's face with his left hand. Joe's old wife was a mispronounced saying, supposed to be his late wife-- dead. "Oh, well. I guess she'll just make me wash those damned dishes again. What a chore. I kept telling her to buy paper plates, but she didn't listen." Joe muttered. He dug his knife into the knee of the woman. "Oh, well, I guess. It's nice having someone willing to hear me out. You're a real friend. Other people are pretty damn rude. Oh, well. What can you do?" He muttered again, chopping down at the other knee. "Its been nice talking to you." Joe slashed off both her arms now. The girl stopped screaming, unable to with a lack of blood. "Bye. You'll make a good meal. Your lady parts are big enough to chew on. I finished all the sauces though. Oh, well." Joe finished as he slashed her neck. The pieces were thrown into a hunk of metal in the corner of the room. The place was a butcher shop, closed at this time. This was in the attic. Downstairs was a room where the meat was hung and cut-- the regular meat. Actually, human meat was down there too, for people to buy. Not that the customers knew 'bout it though. Its labeled beef. There's a freezer down there too, preserving all the meats that were going bad. Joe walked to the machine the body parts were thrown in. He turned a crank as he slowly hummed the children song: The Wheels on the Bus go Round. Out came pieces of meat out the machine-- red and in chunks. Yes, a meat grinder.

 

(Five of the six of my characters. Phew. I'm only posting as them all to start out.)

((I've missed a lot, lets see if I can sneak back in))

 

Jay wandered for hours, never actually finding a place to stay. He saw the ambulance rush past him, and he paused for a moment, trying to imagine what could have possibly happened to call for such a rush.

Turning back around he was shocked to see a person with a gas mask approaching his direction in a white van.

(This town just doesn't seem to ease up on creeps does it) He asked himself in his head. (Everything should be fine, as long as I walk past him.)

Jay began to pick up the pace, zooming closer and closer towards the van.

(It's ok, you're almost past him, you're almost past him) He told himself.

Edited April 7, 201312 yr by VIIth Angel

((I've missed a lot, lets see if I can sneak back in))Jay wandered for hours, never actually finding a place to stay. He saw the ambulance rush past him, and he paused for a moment, trying to imagine what could have possibly happened to call for such a rush.Turning back around he was shocked to see a person with a gas mask approaching his direction.(This town just doesn't seem to ease up on creeps does it) He asked himself in his head. (Everything should be fine, as long as I walk past him.) Jay began to pick up the pace, zooming closer and closer towards the one in the gas mask.(It's ok, you're almost past him, you're almost past him) He told himself.

((He's in a plain white van actually. Edit it to say that and you're good.))

((He's in a plain white van actually. Edit it to say that and you're good.))

((Fixed))

Joe in his van completely drove past Jay. Once he was far enough from the remains of the butcher shop, Joe took off his gas mask, already breathing the fresh oxygen air. Joe received a text message on his phone now too. Just stay out of sight from the authorities. I'll bring the charade down soon enough. "Whatever the boss says, I guess." Joe mumbled to himself. He merely drove ahead.

 

Isaac walked into the woods even more, and finally stumbled across someone. "Virus, correct? You've been invited." Isaac tossed the notice letter to Virus. "Meet people like yourself. It'll make you feel better."

 

Joshua dotted his eyes all over the house in awe. He couldn't help but feel happiness at the sight. "Thank-you, Natsumi! Thank-you an infinite amount of times! I love it...." he said with a small laugh of pure joy. "...And that's okay. I don't mind. I don't have anything from my old home except for some money I salvaged, so I can buy things too, so its not as expensive for you." Joshua then said to Natsumi.

 

Celandine now sat at a desk, writing a quick poem. It wasn't meant to rhyme every other line, just to express life's bitterness and irony. She wrote with an elegant looking black pen. Her writing and penmanship appeared formal and fancy-- very nice writing, and not fancy to the point where it's practically illegible to some people. Still though, it wasn't done. Just a hobby, or an unpaid job. It was no chore to do.

 

Doctor Zirxes-- a doctor specializing in psychology, psychiatry, sociology, and much more, including medications. Once a doctor at this hospital, he is welcomed a specialist towards patients when he comes along. And so, Doctor Zirxes chose today to go, after hearing of the intenseness of the situation. He walked through the doors of the emergency rooms, fully dressed in the clothing of a hospital doctor, how long it haas been. He walked to Ember's room.

Virus kept on walking... It couldn't really hear...or talk.... Or see....all Virus did was continue walking through the woods. Cutting the thin flesh that was barely left.....the same words repeating and repeating. "Virus virus virus virus virus..." But somewhere faint inside Virus wanted to say.... "How do you know my name?" But.....it had forgotten how to do that....long long ago.....

Natsumi smiled, placing a hand on his head.

"You're welcome." She sais.

The opening bars of Bibliotheca de Dalian ((w/e it is )) played on Natsumi's phone. "Go wait in the kitchen Joshua." She said, then walked into the living room.

"Jacob? What's...you're joking...Sarin?! He...eight next door to us...how could we have been so stupid." She groaned. "I need to make Joshua dinner... We'll talk tomorrow. Guessing the afe is being closed until the gas disperses?"

"Yeah Nat. Entire street is closed. Bastard left the sarin on...it's my fault. I should have moved our van in front to block it."

"You didn't know..."

"Then the place blew up. Cafe's ok thankfully. Gas should be cleared by tomorrow evening. So opening the day after tomorrow."

As the conversation ended, Nat told Jacob to be careful as she hung up and headed into the kitchen.

"So, what does my Keykeeper want for dinner?" She asked playfully.

 

Adel de Wynter sat in the driver's seat of his Mustang. So much saving for that car...but what dis it matter?

He didnt know how he was going to tell Sora she was an orphan.

(Guess which criminals are in league with eachother?)

 

Doctor Zirxes walked ahead, and into Ember's Emergency Room. He was followed by men as well, men also working for Crime Investigation. While Ember was escorted to the hospital, these kind men did checks on DNA and fingerprints, barely able to on certain points, what with the place being burned down. Doctor Zirxes cleared his throat and spoke up: "These kind gentlemen here have conducted their investigation on what happened tonight. It appears that Joe's DNA was found nowhere. The Sarin had no evidence of Joe being the causer. And so, Joe's Butcher Shop is plamned on undergoing reconstruction. Especially since, the source of the fire, led directly to Ember Mors upon scanning." Doctor Zirxes said. All the men showed results of their investigation to Jacob and the others. Doctor Zirxes turned to Ember now. "And so, I would like to have Ember attend my psychiatric ward in several days. She must have tried framing Joe-- as she committed suicide, which luckily failed. But we can have her cherish each amd every second of life."

 

Joshua simply nodded once Natsumi's phone rang and she told him to wait a little. He left with a simplistic "Okay" and sat in a chair in the kitchen. He flailed his legs in the air, kicking them to nothing but hydrogen and oxygen in an eager manner. He overheard only some parts of the conversation over the phone but not much. He mainly heard Sarin, which he thought was someone's name, "and eight next doors to us". (Hm? I guess they're talking about a neighbor...named Sarin? I don't know.) He thought to himsslf as the call ended. He could hear Natsumi now, in a much happier tone than when she talked over the phone. "Oh; I'll eat whatever my Biblioprincess wants, of.course!" Joshua said to Natsumi.

Jacob crossed his arms.

"There was metal shutters of babbit, closed tightly. From -" he scanned a report - the reports, this girl would need more sarin gas then she has the ability to carry. No, this girl..." he holds up a lighter in a bag. "Is a pyro. Not a gasser. She might have caused the explosion, but she did not set the gas. Sorry doctor. But Joe will be brought in. Because, if he . s innocent, why would he have vanished off the face of the Earth?"

Jacob handed the lighter to a police officer. "And doctor, I fail to see why you would care for a butcher shop, or even be allowed to see any reports." The FBI Agent looked at Zirxes. "Ember Mors will not be taken from this hospital or police custody by anyone but a Uniformed Officer. Not you."

Jacob handed the report back to the officers. "If you have a problem with that, take it up with the senior FBI Agent. Me."

Jacob positioned himself before the doors. "Now doc. Please leave this area. Ember Mors is a victim of an attempted murder until further notice. Until Joe is in custody and we have all the facts. Never judge a book by it's cover."

 

Natsumi smiled, pulling things from the pantry. "Alright. Mac n Cheese?" She asked.

 

Axel opened the door and stepped inside. He heard the TV. Zion had put in Tomb Raider and was currently mowing down Solarii charging at her. Sora was curles up at her side, head on Zion's lap again.

"Hey daddy..."

Her voice trailed off as she saw Axel's expression. "Daddy?"

He knelt in front of them. "Wake her up...gently...I...I have some...zome bad news."

"I understand what you are proposing-- or rather, forcing. I do not wish to relieve her from this hospital's safety today, but rather in several days, to assist her, at least in her pyro-maniacal methods and intentions. As for Joe, there are several officers I know of tracking his mobile phone as we speak. I suppose and understand Joe's possible conviction, however, he is found neither innocent nor guilty at the time. I will have you know when Joe is in our hands. The Butcher Shop's reconstruction is yet to have started, and will indeed take time even after we further investigate the matter of Joe. I'll bid you all adieu, but I wish to work with Ember Mors whence she has recovered." Doctor Zirxes explained. He began walking out, opening the door and stopping for only a few moments. "A victim of attempted murder. Ember is indeed a victim, but whether or not it was of murder attempt or not is unknown. You should not judge him like a book cover yourself. I am not judging by covers, but, rather, the summarization on the back of the book." Zirxes finished, and departed from the building.Joe's text messages and call were both deleted from the phone, now. Some agents tracked his phone already and caught him, without any resistance or problems. He was headed to where Zirxes was now.Joshua nodded. "Yes, please." He said. "You have a nice house too, Natsumi. I haven't been in one in a long time." Joshua said rather calmly.Isaac left Virus with the notice still. Virus didn't respond directly to him about it any way. Isaac simply left. "Who's left? Kanae, apparently." Isaac said to himself. He walked into a car, to which he drove off. Kanae was a bit further from the woods than the rest. 

Jay continued walking, and thought about the cafe again.

"Maybe I should talk to one of my coworkers about the cafe, I don't really know where we are going to go from there." He said aloud to himself.

Not too far in the distance, were some woods.

"I just keep stumbling towards the creepiest things, don't I?" Jay asked himself. He saw a car, which gave him an idea. "I'm not really familiar with this town, but maybe this car might be able to tell me a where Sora lives, its worth a shot." He assured himself, waving his hands.

"Hey can I talk to you? " He yelled at the car.

Virus was still cutting itself but was sitting against a tree creating a pool of blood... But that tiny voice in the deepest and darkest part of it's forgotten heart.....had grown. At least letting Virus see but very blurry...only seeing mixed colors of greens, and a white squarish thing. Virus picked it up, still hearing... "Virus virus virus virus." But getting the sense to slightly see back...for it has been 14 years since some talked to it... Virus couldn't read it no matter how close it put the paper near it's face... But Virus began feeling the paper...trying see if it was true what they did to it... Invitation..... Doctor Z...... Come..... Meet.... People like you..... There was no address but...in my mind there already was one and a route to there.... Question was should it go..... I looked at the paper more feeling slight pain in my arms...? I shouldn't be feeling it.....it was the fact I was become more human...and not a lifeless puppet...

As Zirxes left, Jacob looked disgusted.

"Because every butcher has enough sain gas to kill the entire LAPD as a deterrent from thieves." He turned to one officer. "No one sees her until she is questioned. She doesn't leave police custody. Officers are to be with her at all times." He headed for his truck.

"I read the summary. It told me pyros burn down buildings. Not use sarin gas to destroy the building."

Sliding into the truck, he dialed Natsumi.

"Nat. Pyromaniac barely escapes an enclosed shop and barely makes it because someone was using enough sarin to kill the LAPD. The butcher who owns the shop is innocent, right?"

He heard Nat laugh. "Totally."

Hanging up, Jacob headed home.

 

Nat hung up, resuming the task of scooping out the food to Joshua.. "I made plenty, so eat up."

 

Axel sat alone in his armchair. Zion had carried the limp Sora upstairs; the shock had made her faint.

As Axel stared into the fire crackling merrily in the fireplace, he cried. For his friends, for his daughter.

For tge sweet girl who's name was now on the table before him, as her family was added to the list of people killed by a remorseless killer

I sat on that bench for hours, simply resting there. Hopefully by now, the attention of my stunt had died out a little bit. I needed to go back there, and pay Adam a visit. Perhaps it was not too late to choose a worth successor... But he had something about him I liked, that, "I don't give a crap" attitude. So I hailed another cab and about thirty minutes later, I arrived back in the city. It was getting dark outside now. I happened to notice a man driving in his truck. and he looked familiar... Wait a minute, I'd seen him in the restaurant... Perhaps I could see how the investigation was going if I trailed him for a bit. I looked up at the hotel I was staying at last night. Obviously my trap hadn't worked, since the building was still intact. We must of had some pretty wise detectives... "Follow that truck there, don't be obvious either," I said, pointing with one hand, while pulling out cash with the other. I put my hood up, zipped up my jacket, and rolled down the window. I think the man's name was Jacob. We had to keep a distance otherwise he'd get suspicious...

Edited April 7, 201312 yr by Master Juan

I sat on that bench for hours, simply resting there. Hopefully by now, the attention of my stunt had died out a little bit. I needed to go back there, and pay Adam a visit. Perhaps it was not too late to choose a worth successor... But he had something about him I liked, that, "I don't give a crap" attitude. So I hailed another cab and about thirty minutes later, I arrived back in the city. It was getting dark outside now. I noticed a man walking outside, and he looked familar... Wait a minute, I'd seen him in the restaurant... Perhaps I could see how the investigation was going if I trailed him for a bit. I looked up at the hotel I was staying at last night. Obviously my trap hadn't worked, since the building was still intact. We must of had some pretty wise detectives... I got out of the cab, put my hood up, zipped up my jacket, and started tailing the man, Jacob I think his name was. I had to keep a distance otherwise he'd get suspicious..

((Jacob is driving a truck home...))

Sun took her phone back and called a cab. "We have about five minutes." She told them and hung up the phone.

"Now about what you asked earlier. I was almost killed from an over dose." She said.

"I get sick a lot." She added that as if it was the reasoning behind her words.

((Jacob is driving a truck home...))

Fixed.

Isaac drove on towards Kanae, stopped by a man quite stepped out of his car after parking  randomly, asking for 'a talk'. If 'a talk', was going to be him mugging me, he was way off the right guy to do so. Isaac stepped out of his car after parking and looked at him. "Hm? What do you want? I have a bit of business to do." Isaac said. In the back of his mind, he thought of inviting the guy to the other doctor's psychiatric ward next week. The more the merrier.Zirxes stepped out his own car after a short drive. He looked at the car beside it, where several men held a man in custody. "Ah, so you must be Joe. It seems you have been convicted of murder attempt. Your shop was burned to the ground and had an immense amount of illegal toxins. You will be coming with us." Zirxes told Joe. Joe complied and followed as Zirxes turned to an agent beside them all. "Would you mind calling up, what was his name?...Jacob. Would you mind calling Jacob for me? Tell him we have Joe with us, and he accepted to be taken into custody without resistance." Men opened up Joe's van, meats stanching up the streets. Zirxes noticed. "Joe, why do you have such meat abundant in your van, and where were you going?" "I was just leavin' to get some more meat. That meat's for Ame-Chan's café. I was gonna put that in the truck and bring it to Ame's tomorrow mornin'." Joe told Zirxes."Yes, ma'am!" Joshua agreed happily. He sat at the table, still flailing his legs like a mantis flailing it's arms towards it's prey. "Thank-you, again, Natsumi. For everything." 

A man stepped into Ember's hospital room. He had a small sling bag on his shoulder, and his hands were gloved.

 

There was a doctor in the room at the moment, he turned with a startled look towards Lawrence Fitzpatrick, but Law only took 2 seconds to reach him and smash his head into one of the walls quickly, rendering him unconscious. He turned towards the hospital bed.

 

"You are Ember, correct? You were involved with the incident at the butcher shop, correct? We have much to discuss, ma'am, but not here. There seems to be more going on than either of us knows, and I don't believe this is a safe place."

 

"Just so you know, you may call me Law, I'm the one who's going to try and save this city, and I'd like to ask for your help."

Jay tried to smile friendly at the stranger.

"I don't really know how close everyone is in this town," Jay began. "But I was wondering if you could show me where a girl named Sora is, I need to ask her a few questions about the anime cafe I work at." Jay looked around him "Any help would be appreciated."

Jacob picked up the phone, then hit the breaks, skidding as he U-turned and roared back.

"I want that bastard locked up. No, Zirxes. Why? Interfering with an ongoing Federal investigation. I don't care, shoot him if you have you!"

Jacob dialed Natsumi. "We got Joe. I'm heading down now."

 

Axel was on his way. As Jacob passed him as he was stopped at a redlight, Axel frowned. As he tur ed to follow, he looked at the cab.

"He matches the description the cafe staff gave...could be a coincidence"

He drove on, heading for the station.

 

Zion was curled up with Sora, holding the girl close. Zion had tucked Sora's head under her chin.

"I'm so sorry Sora...I'm so sorry."

Ember woke with a start. She looked around confused. Then she remembered what had happened. Now this man Law had barged into her room. She was still confused and conflicted. "Ummm... I'm pretty sure this city is doomed to hell, and that I'm the subject of an investigation. But if you can get me out of here, and give me something to burn, then I'd love to go with you." Ember spoke. Her only real goal was to burn stuff, and the hospital probably wouldn't let her do that. She had most of her strength back now. And might this Law give her attention, a resource seemingly rare in society?

"I know where Sora is." Isaac said to Jay nonchalantly. "I'll drive y

 

ou there; as its a small way's away." He continued he took a slip of paper and handed it to Jay. "Here. I want you to attend a psychiatric ward. What with the insane and depressed there, I'm sure they'll feel much better with one of sanity amongst them. In return, I'll pay you your named price. It starts next week." Isaac said to Jay as he had the paper brochure given to the boy.

 

Joshua heard Natsumi's phone ring again and looked at her a little curiously. "Is something wrong, Natsumi? You've been getting a lot of calls today." Joshua asked, directly, rather than snooping. "Or...are you just always this popular?" He said a tad sarcastically.

And then a police officer stepped into the room, then stopped as he saw Law. Then the unconcious doctor.

The cop went for his gun. "Hands where I can see them!" He said loudly. "You're not supposed to be here!"

 

Natsumi sighed. "Joshua...I'm not just a Cafe Waitress." She dug into her purse and slid a badge over. "I work for the FBI. I was going to tell you after you had some time to sleep." She sighed "I wasn't going to hide it Joshua. I swear..."

She looked at him helplessly, not sure what to say.

 

An officer stepped up to Zirxes. "Sir. Please follow me to interrogation three. You are being detained for interfering in a Federal investigation. You have the right to remain silent. Whatever you do or say can be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to ana ttorney; if you cannot produce one, we shall provide one for you. Do you undersg and your rights?"

Edited April 8, 201312 yr by Oathkeeper136

It took a few moments as the statement sunk into Joshua's mind. There was a pause of awkward silence, but then he just smiled. "That's cool." He said. It was plenty nonchalant to the situation, but he just smiled at it all again. "It'd be fine if you hid it too. Then I would find out, and I'd be in like, one of those FBI and detective movies." He sat down still amd began eating the mac and cheese like nothing happened. "Just tell me if anything crazy happens, okay?" He asked after he gulped down his first bite of the food. "The food's great too!"

Jade nodded. "I see. So your involuntary reaction was due to, in fact, a past experience. So i was right then...at least, for the most part." Jade said, smiling to Sun to give a bit of 'comfort'. "But do not worry, I promise not to overdose. Even I get sick...which involves chronic headaches everyday...but no matter." Jade took off his glasses for a moment, wiping them off a bit before replacing them.

Speaking of headaches, I feel like I've been hit by the worst sinus infection known to man... Jade thought, rubbing his temples.