EverE Industries

[Angder]

Angder woke up to the sound of coughing, and groggily opened his eyes, he was still strapped down, but with the exception of his left leg, all his limbs felt... odd. He shut his eyes, and tried to stop himself sobbing. He knew what must have happened. The upper part of his left arm hurt like hell, but it felt good as new from the elbow down, in fact it felt better than before. He felt the table, easily picking up every bump in it, he knew his hand was metal, but creepily, it felt like it was really part of him... Then he tried to move his right arm. There was a terrible screeching sound as the blade dragged along the table slightly. Angder opened his eyes, and tried to see what had happened. "I... I can't see my hand..." He stammered. "I... what..." Angder could see where his wrist used to be, he lifted his arm as far as the straps would allow, trying to see what had been done to him. "She... she... what?" Angder stared at the blade, some part of him unable to comprehend what he was seeing.

[Jacob Hail]

Red nodded, glancing slightly up at the guard before returning to Victoria. He checked over her body, inspecting each of her limbs and torso, looking over the diffrent scrapes and bruises she had. The wolf didnt take long though, and he finished off by tearing apart a peice of cloth and wrapping it around a still bleeding wound on her arm. "Im not what that doctor was talking about, she isnt going to die from these wounds." He said standing up. "Normally I would suggest two days in bed rest for a full recovery, but since that isnt plausible here just try and get a good night sleep. Youll be sore in the morning though."

Jacob stood a distance away, trying to blend in with the crowed while the guard was distracted. Unfortunately for him a paw decended onto his shoulder again, the voice of 496 low in his ear. "I need to talk to you, please." The hyena said, taking a look over at the guard before pulling the fox into the back of the room.

Outside on the factory floor a runner approached Andrew and Jackson, a nervous look in her eyes. She glanced around before asking a question to the two. "You guys are engineers r-right? Could you help us with something?" The runner looked around nervously again, closing the distance even more between her and Jackson and leaning in. "Could you help a few of us get our ID collars off?" She whispered.

[Cinder42]

Jackson's ear and eye twitched slightly. He remained silent though, his usually smiling face blank.

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Victoria nodded grimly, this wasn't her first rodeo. She settled into her bed, getting as comfortable as she could. She whatched Tybalt out of one eye the entire time, gazing at him afterward. "Who are you?" She finally asked

[Jacob Hail]

"Thats freaking insane!" Jacob hissed, though talked in a low whisper. "Youre the only one with no metal parts, you can blend in. Look, we have gone over this plan over and over, perfecting it. But we cant do it with someone whos been to the chop shop." The hyena whispered back. The fox looked at him with an almost horrified expression, but realization was dawning in him. This plan could mean freedom, not to mention turn his bad situation with the medic into a blessing. He was reluctant, the consiquences of being caught would be extreme. "A-alright, ill d-do it." Jacob stuttered. "Good." 496 replied. "Now we just need an engineer.

The runner continued to stare at Jackson, becoming uneasy each passing moment of silence. "W-w-well can... can you?" She asked, shying back a bit. Andrew walked forward and put a hand on Jacksons shoulder before turning to the runner. "Is there a specific reasonyou and ... who ever else... want your collars off?"
"I cant say now, i just need an answer if you can or not." The runner replied.
Andrew nodded and pulled Jackson aside. "What do you think?" He asked.

[Angder]

Angder lowered the blade slowly, folding it into his arm, it was slightly curved, but he reckoned with just the right angle...

one of the straps falls away. Angder grins, and moves on to the next one, slowly freeing himself, once his blade-arm is free, he should have no problem escaping. Perhaps having a blade for a hand was not so bad after-all...

[Angder]

Angder stood up, and glances around the room. He looked at the other patients... He cut the bird and cat loose. "Don't leave the room. if you do you will be shot. Just take the opportunity to make yourself comfortable." He stated. "If they blame you for getting loose, tell them it was me..." He wondered, almost absentmindedly, if anyone knew they had escaped. Its not like he could do anything, if he tried to leave this room he would be shot. He folded his blade against his arm, and looked for somewhere to sit down.

He knew at some point he would be dragged away, to be experimented on, or possibly back to the main factory. but for now... For now he was moderately free, free to rest, relax, perhaps even forget where he was for a few minutes, forget what was done for him. He tries to scratch his neck, but then finds his right wrist tapping carelessly against his chin. Angder looks down, his metal leg clanged, his left arm was a little too sensitive, a constant feeling of things brushing against it. and his right arm...

Angder put his head in his hands, or more accurately, rested it on his hand and wrist. He would never be able to forget. Even if he somehow escaped, and made his way to the other side of the world, his leg, his hand... and his blade... there was no fixing that.

[Cinder42]

Frost poked her head into the infirmary with a wide grin. She had been informed by some of her fellow medics that her most recent little "art project" had gotten loose. And they were not going to risk their own valuable hides to clean up her mess.

She crept around the back of her creation as he rested his eyes, snickering slightly. She used to be quite offended when the workers here didn't appreciate her work, but she had since come to accept it. They were so simple that they merely couldn't understand, it was almost cute to watch their brains struggle with such an experience. She slid her paws over his shoulders and crossed them over his neck, resting her head beside his ear and whispering into it. "Good morning, my little masterpiece. My, you're up early."

[Angder]

Angder recognized the voice as the medic who operated on him almost instantly. He was tempted to try to run her through with his new blade, but for now he chose not to, not until he had more information. "Thought I would take a walk." Angder muttered, he then glanced around. "No guards... that's a bit dangerous... 'Specially given my new blade for a hand..."

[Cinder42]

Frost clicked her tongue thoughtfully and  cocked her head, tickling his face with her large ears. "A whole infirmary ful of medics and sharps tools? You should have a little more faith in us." She giggled, running a finger over the length of the blade, smiling at the little drop of blood thay bubbled forth from her pad and rubbing it off on Adger's cheek. "So you like your little improvement? Im very from of it, myself."

[Angder]

Disgusted, Angder raised his left paw up to his face, and rubbed the blood off his cheek. and then looked down at his hand, fake, metal, and cold. He stared for several seconds, and then his eyes drifted to the blade. "I... I don't understand what its..." Angder stopped, the medic was crazy, no point trying to reason with it. "Its great, Thanks." he said simply, not betraying any emotion at all.

[Cinder42]

Frost squealed happily and huged him tightly, wagging her tail in excitement. "Aw im so happy!" She licked his cheek. I put so much work into it i was hoping you'd live it as much as i do!"

[Angder]

Angder yelps in surprise. Oh my god... this might just be genuine! She Genuinely is happy that I claimed to like it...

Angder forces a sheepish grin. "Guess... Guess not many people appreciate your work..."

[Jacob Hail]

Andrew cocked and eyebrow at Jackson before turning back to the runner, giving her a nod. "Ill help." He said in a low tone, moving closer to her. "I dont know what you have planned, and i dont want my ID to be mentioned, but ill help. Now show me which collar you want taken off." The runner nodded and led him back to the barracks.

Jacob paced nervously back and forth. He had never in his life planned an escape, let alone participated in one. What if something went wrong? What if someone recognized him? What if they were caught!? The fox let out a low whine, but quickly silenced himself when the runner returned with an engineer. 496 looked over at the guard still there and grabbed ahold of Jacob, then walked over to the Andrew. "We need to talk somewhere private." 496 whispered. "Have a place?" Nodding, the shark looked over at Tybal, be fore turning and motioning them to follow.

[Tina]

Lucy was up on the balcony with her body guard, Lennox. She is looking at one specific machine that a working was working on, her tail swishing like she was ready to pounce. Lennox looked bored as hell as he fiddle with his knife, throwing it in the air and catching it. Finnally Lennox broke he silence
"What are you waiting for? That machines not going to break just because you looked at it. Though i wouldn't be surprised if it did." Lucy turned and smiled, looking deceptively cheerful.
"I just had a sudden feeling something is going to go very wrong with that particular machine and i wanted to make  sure i waas right." Lennox didn't look impressed.
"So what your psycic or something?" As he said that a scram sounded from down below. The machine that the Lucy was looking  had one of its pistons come loose and as it pushed upwards it came right off and landed on a worker. It looked like he was trapped under amd seriously hurt. The other medics looks stumped by how that could have happened which Lucy took advantage of.
"Come along Lennox, better not let me prey die before i can play with it." Lennox followed, honestly not to surprised. Lucy went over to the worker moving quickly and lifted the piston off of him. As soon as the worker saw her his eyes were filled with fear.
"No not again! No please!" No other medic moved, they knew better than to take a worker from Lucy.
"Begging only makes me want you more. Lennox silence him." Lennox came over kneeled next to himand drew a baton.
"I'm sorry, i wish i could do something." Lennox whispered in his ear  before knocking him out in one swift blow. Lucy picked up the worker, slung him over her shoulder, and the two walked off.

[Cinder42]

Frost sat back and looked at the blade armed worker for a moment, her face blank, blinking numbly. Slowly, she shook her head, her ears drooping. "No, not really, at least they never come up to the infirmary to bother thanking me." She bared her fangs a bit as she glared down at her paws. "Beauty is pain, buttercups, why can't you all just enjoy the F***ING journey with me!" She barked the last part breathing heavily. Seconds later though she was smiling and bubbly, hugging Angder once again. "You're different though! My little masterpiece!" She patted him on the head. "Auntie Fem is going to be so exited when I show you to her, and she's NEVER exited!" She bounced in place. "Ooooh I can't wait, I have such big plans for you!" She gave him a squeeze.

"Umm, Ms. Frost?" The white canine released her favorite art project and whipped around to face a tall, lanky blue heron in a stained white surgeon's smock. He peered at her disapprovingly over the dingy surgical mask that struggled to cover his long beak. "You have an appointment scheduled with the CEO that you are CURRENTLY late to." He tapped his clipboard impatiently with a long, tattered feather.

Frost narrowed her eyes, prowling slowly towards the infirmary organizer. The bird's features seemed to morph as she got closer, from impatience, to confusion, to fear. He eyed her warily as she got right up in his face, appearing unable to move as if he were afraid she'd smell his fear. Frost's eyes sparkled, and she reached for a scalpel sitting on a rolling table nearby, causing the bird's eyes to widen. She lifted it, her muzzled twitching, and brought it down directly at the beak. The heron lost it, squawking and ducking from the blow. The blade narrowly missed and Frost grabbed the surgical mask in her other paw and ripped it off. "You look so stupid in that mask!" She barked, eliciting a look of complete dumbfounded confusion from the unharmed bird.

Frost spun around, mask in paw, and tossed it to Angder. "Make sure he doesn't get that back, I have to go meet with auntie Fem. Get yourself all snuggly up in your bed again and we'll start working together when I get back." And with that, she swung back around and marched past the heron, who had since broken out into violent shaking where he was still crouched on the floor, and disappeared out onto the main factory floor.

The heron gulped, standing shakily and brushing himself off. He looked at Angder and straightened up, trying again to look dignified and presentable. He lifted his clipboard from the ground where it had been flung in his moment of panic and scribbled something on a page before looking back to the "repaired" worker, giving him a quick nod of acknowledgement, and walking swiftly from the premises.