A Growing List

~VENIN~
*A jacket flies across the room as the door quietly slides closed behind her..* Damn it! *A hand flies out to knock a nearby table...she needed some sort of noise...and sliding doors didn't slam* When the hell am I getting out of here! *she fall heavily onto the sofa as her hands rake over her face and into her hair* I'm a Hunter, I hunt....*she falls heavily back, a foot kicking up on the table* How the hell am I supposed to kill him if they never let me out of here? *She leans forward, hands sliding along her thighs as her eyes restlessly track the room* I can't sit here *She almost throws herself off of the couch and heads out the door*

~RAIDEN~
*The syntant is leaning against the wall when the woman leaves the room, one slender eyebrow arched at her exit. he heard a good bit of her little rant there- ah, well, none of his business. he merely wanted to know about the other syntant. He'd been training Zakai for a little while until the boy had vanished- he wouldnt mind knowing what happened to him.* not the quiet type, are you? *arms crossed- in a year or two, Zakai wil look like him. EXACTLY like him. from claws to fangs to those cold, narrowed eyes* or do you go knocking tables around your room for fun and games? *he'd been debating how to get her attention- looks like she took care of getting her out of her room for him though!*

*She stops dead in her tracks that voice...so familiar..yet different......she slowly turns, for the barest second there is a brief flare of surprise as she very briefly sees Zak...her gaze hardens as she identifies Sai* no, I generally prefer rookies..*she glances up the hallways* they let you off your leash already?

*he grins at her- the tips of fangs showing- when she glares at him. it never ceased to amuse him how people reacted to the indentical features.* who's to say I was on their leash to start with? *maybe he was, maybe he wasn't- just like sometimes he does as he's told and at others he completely blows them off. or blows them UP depending on what he thinks he can get away with. their only restraint on him so far has been the walls of this place. and who knows how long THAT will last. he's been steadily looking for a way out. Runners, Guardians......he'd thought he'd washed his claws of this mess a long time ago.* at any rate- where's *slight, unfriendly t wist of the lips into a colder mirror of that grin* my "little brother" at? any news on him? *he knows this is the woman who Zak had once stayed with..her scent had been all over him and his clothing.*

Everyone is on a leash here, just different lengths *she slowly looks him over....so many similarities, would Zak look like him one day?* You're brother? *an eyebrow raises* Zak? *shoulder raise in a shrug* I have no clue, don't really care ..*ahh, but she did...as long as he wasn't here, as long as he was alive..thats all that mattered...she never had to see him again..dind't want to see him....but that too was a lie..* Why?

*tone dry as the desert* no- the OTHER one. of course Zakai. *well he DID have another one but he was a bit on the dead side..* *then he grins, lips just showing the tips of his teeth a second time, brilliant blue eyes fast on hers* it's funny to watch people try to lie. *betting she is- he can't really know beyond trying to goad her to show it* heh- he should be hitting the real growing stages soon- I just wanted to know if anyone was actually guiding him, or if he was goin' to grow up wild. *A wild syntant- not a good thing. usually they have SOMETHING to act as a guide for them...even sai did. Zak's a little young to guide his own evolution.* if he is- they'd better off him soon.

*her own grin mimics his* its amusing watching /creatures/ trying to goad people *a disinterested eyebrow raises* growing stages? I dont believe I have read on those in any file yet....* a cold smile graces her lips* maybe you should write a few reports on the evolution fo your kind....for future reference

Even more amusing to watch people try to pretend they don't care. *smirking faintly- if she hadn't cared for Zak, he's quite certain she wouldnt be standing there. there were three kinds of things to a young syntant: a caretaker, prey, and predator. she certainly didnt' rank as predator, and was alive so she wans't prey- she had to've been a caretaker.* that's because your researchers couldn't find their own oversized asses with a sattlelite's help, let alone find anything as delicate as that. *and he'd sooner tear the scientists apart before he told them anything. yes- theyd' gotten quite a bit of information while he'd been in hibernation- but they'd gotten little more since he'd awoken. didn't need THIS place figuring out how to make syntants.*

Not much to pretend....*an amused smirk graces her lips as he insultes the scientists...her own opinion on them isn't much higher* While your at it...write a report on the different types of syntants...*her brow furrows as she tries to dredge her memory* I believe there is a variety that is more akin to fire than you ... *She might as well change the subject, the less she thought about Zak the better, the less the high lord might find out* I encountered one not too long ago * Unfortunately that foray also got her restricted back to base..well actually not so much that foray, but the unauthorized trip to to fiji grounded her*

*smirk not fading in the slightest* if you didn't care- you never would've lived long enough around him for his scent to get that fully integrated with yours. if nothing else, you'd have a nice pretty scar on your throat or arms from fending him off! *then he quirks an eyebrow at that- a look much like annoyance crossing his face a moment* a /fire/ syntant? *oh he knows there's no such thing as a fire one. radioactive now- that's another story..* mind telling me why you ain't dead already then? *lazing back against the wall indolently- amused by her thinking she can tell him to do jack shit anything. she's as locked up here as he is. hell, if he gets his way- shell be a HELL of alot more locked up than he is..*

*she smirks* him? I don't think so.....he doesn't have the skill, or the training ..he's probably dead by now *A low chuckles echoes form her throat at his annoyance and she shrugs* I dunno, something like that...a rather pathetic creature, makes your model look halfway intelligent....*her gaze once more passes over him* so? you been given a standing? or trainign assignments yet *she wanted more information form him, but she wasn't about to actually let him know...if she could get it gradually she would*

skill isn't needed when underestimated. *but he had gotten some information at least. if she didn't know if he was dead or not- he could trust that the brat was still alive- and probably evolving wild if not around her. not a grand thing- wild syntants had all the intellegence of a guided one like himself- and none of the learned fears. they'd pull some pretty crazy stunts- and usally get alot of the people on THEIR side killed.* so- wouldn't you like to know? *leaning back against the wall, hands tucked behind his head. yes, they had let him out of his cage- why he didn't know. so far he hasn't been able to escape the bigger cage of course- but they'd hafta be idiots if they thought he wouldn't eventually find a way out.*

*she nods* looks like you've learned something *a feral grin graces her lips* Yes, I would....either way...I'm your superior...which for you, could be bad....or good *she leans up agains the wall, one leg coming up to rest behind her* and I suppose that would depend on you

*a flash of fang, the claws flexing slightly* don't get cocky. you're no more my superior than that little pile of nanites called Zakai. *so far as he knows- and cares- he doesn't have a standing here beyond "loose leashed' prisoner. he owed the GUARD no loyalty- no more than he did the RUNners.* keep callin' yourself that without proving it and it's gonna prove to be bad for YOU. *he doesn't get to do much hunting in this place- civilized or not, no amount of cooked meat or even raw brought in tasted quite as good as something his claws were ripping fresh off the bone. he wouldn't mind trying human if she thinks herself above him.*

*She shakes her head in amusement* don't threaten, it doens't become you...in fact it almost makes you sound like Eclipse, only your not nearly as good about the subtlety part...you would think somethign would have rubbed off....besides his stench that is..why don't you go for a swim or something, cool off

*a few blocks later she's standing on the side of the road, her thumb out waiting for someone to actually stop and pick her up..Her thigh burns as she continues walking, turning every so often with her thumb out, the limp becoming more pronounced....but at least she was out of there...and thats what she needed..she hated the lair, last thing she needed was to be stuck there..especially now...now that she believed in this GUARD that they all tremble about....that place was too confined...too many people knew things. A place like that had to have a rat or two*

Venin did not just touch on a sore spot- she just flat out decked it. already narrow blue eyes are glittering slits of raw anger as he pushes himself away from the wall in a sudden motion, one hand darting out to try to snare her by the shoulder. he's fast- maybe not so much as Zakai- the physically stronger a syntant got, the more of their youthful speed they lost. he's still a damned sight faster than most people around him these days though..* bring that bastard up again and the only thing they'll find of you is a few pieces of fat on the floor!

*the hand closes hard on her shoulder- not enough to drive the claws through to the flesh, but there's a feeling of something charged very close to her- the feeling you might get while holding the still-coated end of a live wire. a thrumming running through it- well aware any moment a surge may cause it to lash wildly.* the only thing perfect about that is going to be how fast it gets you killed if you don't shut the bloody hell up...*snarled out softly- not bothering to polietly hide his fangs this time. Syntants may be intellegent- more so than many humans- but they are STILL feral in a way. and they don't like being taunted...*

*her muscles tense, the desire to fight is so close she can taste it..nothing is desired more, after all she is a hunter, born and bred to hunt, genetically designed to kill, trained form birth....but revenge...revenge is a sweet dish that occaisonally wins out over that desire as it does now....the smile of a fellow predator graces her lips as she simply glances at her shoulder* How sweet is vengeance?

*she see the narrowed eyes and the projected movement but doesn't move..amusement dances in her eyes as coarse laughter leaves her lips* touched a sore spot did I? *she had suspected as much.....it seemed most disliked him, but only a few truly hated him...*Perfect *the word seeming to almost purr from her throat...perhaps sai would be more useful than she thought*

*eyes narrow- she's playing with fire and she's so close to getting burned. the claws have dug into the clothing some- she's fortunate he's learned to control the electricity in this body. a young syntant- like Zakai- would have fried her thuroughly by now if he maintained this sort of contact. growing up has it's advantages.* you're about to find out unless you give me a damned good reason not to rip you apart. *she'd make a nice meal..enough to push him a little further on his goal...*

*she snarls as the claws tighten a little more and she absorbs and transforms the pain, readying it* two can play your game,but what would that accomplish? *She shakes her head* we can stand here, destroy the hallway, and perhaps eachother..or we can do that later....personally I have other goals in mind..and I'm certain that if you think about it, you will too

*he shoves her away- not gently, though he probably isn't even close to her in physical strength...he's about normal for a human. he still has a little ways to go before he can surpass that. maybe next hibernation...* and I have no reason at all to trust anything you say. give me one good reason why I should think your goals and mine are the same in truth. *she's done nothing to make him think she could be an ally- all she's done is try to order him around...*

*she smiles as he concedes and backs off* I didn't say that our goals were neccessarily the same, or that we had to be allies...*she smiles* however we do have a common /dislike/ of a certain being..perhaps by temporarily combining resources we can eliminate our common problem..*a feral gleam of anticipation enters her eye.....the hunt is approaching, but first she needed to choose her weapons and allies well..and the longer GUARD ignored her little hobby the better off she would be*

*he glares at her a long, disgusted moment- then turns to just walk away suddenly.* Your business is no concern of mine. *tone hinting persuing him would not be a good idea.* I've learned what I wanted to from you- now get lost. I have better things to waste my time on than you. *she wanted to kill Aerik. pah!! shell never win. she certainly would not have him for an ally.....what was it he had said back then? "It's easier to hate you..." ......and the unspoken translation. "It's easier to lie."*

better things? *she smiles as he walks away* after he /discarded/ you?...or is it that you still care for him? *arms casually cross over her chest, her power still at the ready* After what he's done? ...you were nothing more than a toy....a diversion, thats what the world is to him

*turning to give her a very blood-promising look, he pauses at the exit to another section of the hall,fingers digging into the door jamb* go down the hall, go find some of those rookies you so love to beat around and entertain yourself for a time. I hate him more than you could ever understand, but I also know you don't stand a snowball's chance in the devil's ass of surviving this. I don't participate in mad schemes. *take the logical viewof things. Aerik knew him. he knew everything there was to know about the syntant from powers to personality.* find someone he doesn't know so well and maybe you won't be committing suicide!

*A low chuckle of amusement rocks her shoulders* you fell for it, the elegant beuaty that hid the demon beneath....and the whole while he simply laughed at you, laughed behind his mask of perfection *she shakes her head* oh but I do...I understand perfectly, few could hate him as I do, few have as much reason.......*her arms uncross and hang at her sides* there are many things you don't know yet...but believe me, I do plan on surviving this.....I plan on gloating over his defeat, me and several others...do you wish to join us?

I will not join a suicide squad. *tone sharp and flat. fine- did she want him to put this out in plain fiery letters for her?* I CAN'T FIGHT HIM. It's not that I don't WANT to *um- not quite a lie...its' somewhere near but not quite..* -but what sort of ally is one who's powers are useless against who you're going after? *lips in a thin, humorless smile* you think I was taken in by his looks, his manners. nothing that elegant Im afraid. What I fell for was the fact he was the one person- the one thing at all- that could actually TOUCH me and not die. you know zakai- don't even try to deny it, his scent is all over you and yours on him. I trained him for a time. you know he can't touch anything living- he can't even touch most things NOT living- with his skin. imagine spending most of your LIFE like that then finding someone who CAN touch you, who doesn't scream in pain just because you forgot to pull your glove on all the way. children are caught by that sort of thing. *he turns, opening the door and hissing out* this conversation is over. now that Ive made my point- kindly leave me alone or I'll save him the trouble of killing you for being annoying!

we don't need you to fight, you would be useless...as you said he knows you too well....but..you, also know him, perhpas not as well..but enough...*she chuckles* touch? thats your reason....do I know what its like? no....but I've trained and worked with several who do *a hand raises towards the ceiling* you're surrounded by those who are different... we have shifters who can't touch a living organism or they'll change, theres one girl who's skin is so hard we can't get a needle in, psi's who can't be around normal unshielded people..we literally have hundred of bubble people around here, Hell we have one guy who can't touch anything because it /WILL/ die. *she chuckles* He took advantage of that inability of yours and used it to his advantage...you were his toy

*His answer to her words- the clicking of the door as it closes behind him, followed by a sharp scent of ozone as he melts the lock. she might have worked with them- but she wasnt ONE of them, was she? none of these people had met Aerik when just a child, none had gone through any of that with him. he didnt weld the lock to keep her from following him- he did it to keep him from attacking her then and there. he doesn't know aerik as well as she obviously thought he did. if he had, he never would have gotten so close as he had. and it would probably be far easier to let go. let her go on her vengance spree- he has no part to play in it. let her disrespect him as she will- the full truth behind this is none of her business. he walks down the hall in quick, mesaured steps- time to jsut return to his room and forget the world existed for awhile. damned bitch, bringing him up.....she ruined his whole day..*

*she chuckles to herself as the door closes behind him, the faint smell of melted metal coming to her..if nothing else she knew how to goad him into a fight, she loved that abilty to find someones sore spot and she did it so well these days....maybe this day wasn't so bad...she's at least planted the seed, maybe she can have one or two others help with the cultivation..she smiles to herself as she turns back into her room and adds another one to her mental list*