Machine Fur Project IC

[Fitzwilliam Jinglesworth]

04 groans, setting the tongs down. "I'm a herbivore, dammit...I can't help myself."

He crosses his arms and goes to get some failure-approved nondescript vegetable paste, then sits down at the table, still grumbling a little. He waved at 13 as he sat down and tried to affect a welcoming smile, but it was fairly obvious that he was forcing it.

[Lavender_Stripes]

Thirteen nodded, smiling. "Once. I don't remember much about him. I hope you're doing well. The administration has been rather rough today..." She looked at 4, smiling at him. He was faking it, though. "I miss spending time with you. Have you gotten any trouble?" She kept her eye on him when she went to get her food; a fine fillet cooked to perfection. And a salad? She motioned for him to sit with her as she sat at Four's table, idly pushing her salad to him. If she missed out on food, it was her own fault.

She'd often sneak some Success-specific privileges to some Failures if they did well from what she saw. She didn't do it TOO often, because she'd be punished if she did it frequently. She'd suffered caning from the officers assigned to her more than once.

[Fitzwilliam Jinglesworth]

04 takes the salad from the cat beside him, grinning. "Hey, thanks!" He eagerly grabs a fork and starts eating, talking to her still with his mouth full.

"Trouble? No...just still a little angry over the whole failure thing..." He sighs, swallowing. "But it's fine...you?"

[Lavender_Stripes]

She sighed, resting her head on her paw and looking at Three. They never really made contact. Not even a handshake. "Frustration, anxiety, resentment. The usual."

[Fitzwilliam Jinglesworth]

"Eh...sorry to hear that...wow, this salad's really good..."

Goddammit, 04...

[shkkf]

3 took a seat across from the other two and browsed an eyebrow at her. "Owh?... Well something new then. I thought that the Successes were always happy." As the feline looked at the other cat and gave a strange look to her, before looking over at 4. The goat was talking even with his mouth full, which was a bit not disgusting, but more irritating. But the male brushed it off quickly.
"So tell me then 13, what were you required to do then today that made you so tired?" 3 asked, he had always wanted to get closer to 13 more so then even he dared to admit, but still the man was hesitant.
 
For one, they weren't of the same class, he himself a failure, she a succes. Not to mention if the administration would even allow relations or anything to occur. The idea was interesting however, but still they were supposed to be these 'super soldiers' that would fight terrorism, evil and more. To 3 it was all bullcrap, they might eventually become these super beings, but if they were then why were they beneath the humans that leashed them so much?

[Lavender_Stripes]

Thirteen sighed, rubbing her head. "Things are very pleasant, yes, but the things we do aren't. I had to test a Hermian today. Fast buggers, they are. But it's not really that. The emotions are all the same. Resentment, anger, jealousy, longing. I get it from everyone who isn't classified or a Failure. I wish I could change that sometimes. I hate negative emotions just as much as anyone." She offered a smile, cutting off a piece of her steak and offering it to Three. She'd known about his longing for a while, and she had subtlely directed that word at him as she said it. "I gather you two had a test together?"

[Suzumibachii]

Stood in her cell as the guards opened the door "One you are to head to the mess hall. Get your mask on and we will escort you." Picking up the cracked mask she opened a drawer and pulled out a different one. Once more clipping it behind her head she walked out with the guards "This is unusual, i don't normally get to eat with the other subjects." One of the humans scoffed at her. "You wont be eating. Not unless you break protocol....again" Remaining quiet untill the got to the mess hall One walked in and looked at Not only Thirteen but also two other subjects there.

[Fitzwilliam Jinglesworth]

04 waved to the new arrival, motioning for her to join them. He continued to eat his salad.

[Suzumibachii]

Waved back quietly before sitting down with the rest of them. Nodding at Thirteen then looking at Three and Four, it would be clear that sitting with this many non staff members was a little awkward for her. Reaching back and fidgeting with her mask for a few seconds. "How is your food?" she asked for lack of anything else to say.

[Fitzwilliam Jinglesworth]

"Good, good. Gotta think this guy for it." He elbows 03 a little, smirking.

[Lots-of-Paws]

Number six walks idly in circles around her room. "Jack be nimble, jack be quick..." she resited the nursery rhyme as she walked. An announcement blared from the speaker but it wasn't words to her just a scratchy noise. She layed her large ears flat and covered them with her paws, "birds and buzzards make their call...stop it stop it."

The door to her room opens and guard steps in, " come subject 6, you have testing to go to," his voice was gruff. Six's ears shot up and her large tail wagged, "Ooo goody..I love tests." She clapped her hands happily like a child. She followed the guard to the testing room. "Stay put," the guard instructed. Six ploppes down on to the floor, "Are we going to play a game?" She asks. "Something like that." He responds before walking away. 'What a stupid girl, no wonder she's a failure.' The words echoed in six's head. Her eyes narrowed and her surroundings grew clear. 'More testing, this is a complete waste of my time. No subject could compare to the substantial amount of power I have flowing through my veins.' She thinks angrily, her pupils slit like the cat side of her.

'I'll show them I'm not a failure, I'll show them all.'  She looks around room hoping to find some sort of weapon or object that could be used as a weapon. The door opened and the guard returned.

[Lavender_Stripes]

Thirteen tensed. WHO got him that food? It was obvious that he was digging at her. She was used to bring resented just because she was a Success.

[shkkf]

If 3 had been eating something when 13 spoke up to him he would most definantly been choking at that point, he was gratefull that wasn't the case. Hearing the word longing being spoken by the other feline made him look away for just a tiny bit. And he felt the urge to ask her if she was feeling him out. As 3 had indeed been thinking of his own personal feelings again. It wasn't too uncommon for him to ponder on what could, or could have been.
 
As the steak was presented the male gladly accepted it, quickly moving it onto his plate as he mixed it underneath the les then good smelling sludge that the failures were given. "Thank you 13, I owe you one!" As the feline smiled to her and softly made a purr. He did enjoy a good piece of meat, more so seeing as he barely got any. Only once in a while did failures get something decent to eat. And this was done to make it so that they pushed themselves a bit more. "Well, there is one solution to change all those negative feelings you know... But sadly nobody here can do that. Only they can!" As he shrugged, only the admins could redeem the failures to succes and the humans all decided how well the subjects lived. They determined life and death. It had always been that way.
 
3 kept staring at 13 for a small while, not noticing he had been staring, untill a group of guards accompanied with another subject drew his attention, breaking his gaze. The subject got near their table and he nodded to her. "Hello 1, they let you join us for once?... Must mean something will occur no doubt." His gaze then went to 4 as he moved his elbow a bit when he got poked, somewhat blushing and irritated at the same time. "4, come on." As he chuckled afterwards slightly, something he barely did, but it was welcommed.
 
"So 13, tell me did they give the successes any plans for the afternoon?... The medical doctor that did the testing with me and 4 here gave us the afternoon off. I guess as 4 needs to heal from me stealing some years of him." As he shook his head, having disliked that. It was torment to him each time he needed to do that action with others.

[Lavender_Stripes]

Thirteen smiled at one, giggling. "I think she pushed herself a bit too hard." Her striped tail swished as she smiled at Three, biting into the rest of her meal. Delicious. Her ears layed back as she relaxed, savoring the flavors of the meat. She felt shyness from One, embarrassment from Three and a fool hearty confidence from Four. A much-decided improvement from the dull depression of earlier. She made a dismissive wave, showing nobody owes her anything. She thought a bit. "They didn't tell me anything more. As far as I know I'm free." Thirteen let herself smile. She rarely heard Three laugh, and it was a joy feeling a momentary happiness from anyone.