High-Risk Cells

@H-666-96: Song Yuqi Yangyang chuckles bitterly, staring at the little space between them where the pristine floors met a solid metal door. Once more, he glances over his shoulder to scan the surrounding area. It was quite spacious, but all entry and exit points were heavily guarded by several staff members, most likely armed and ready to shoot if necessary. He was lucky they knew better than to scan every single one of the roaming entities, or else they would have figured out that he had essentially escaped from his cell without prior permission from higher authorities. "Don't worry too much," Yangyang reassures once he sensed her emotions through the door. "They know what I'm capable of, I could even kill without touching them. I assume they wouldn't want to risk their lives just to punish me for leaving my cell too early."

He exhales calmly, resting a hand against the door
to reassure her until he feels the metal grow frost under his touch. Surprised, he pulls his hands away, and soon resorts to keeping them in his pockets where it was safer and under control. His elements were all out of whack now, his powers going through a crisis now that he's had several fits of aggression within very short intervals. Sometimes he wonders what would happen if they locked him in long enough for him to completely lose it. Yangyang shudders at the thought of him summoning storms in his own cell. He shakes his head, deciding to press his forehead against the door instead. "Plan? This floor seems way to guarded, don't you think? My abilities aside, I don't think even I can get past that one hallway over there," Yangyang gestures with a flick of his wrist despite knowing he couldn't be seen. Maybe at this point, the other entities probably thought he really was going insane trying to talk to a closed door.

@H-117-10: Liu Yangyang She was both surprised but also not surprised upon the tone of his voice being quieter than what she had heard from before, yes he probably shouldn't be out, but considering the situation it would be unlikely the staff would notice. "Would you go back into your cell later, I mean no one wants it but I would hate to find out what they would do you if you do get caught." Its unusual for her to worry but she would be concerned at what they would do to her new found friend. "Sorry about the sudden out burst, I cannot control it , it happens for a good five minutes, every half hour , except when I am asleep . It is due to the poison, I only told the staff half about me. However I am glad you are alive and breathing now that is true, and it is not a problem, I want everyone out to breathe when they can, I mean it would be nice to see what they are really like in full blown anger, frustration and such but now is not the time for it, it is better for everyone to breathe." She chuckled before stroking her own door, contemplating. "We will take over, I trust you enough with this info, I mean the risk is high but next time I am out, of here and you are in , I don't care what it takes , I am opening your door , we shall plan our freedom escape soon. I just have adjust and finalize my plan, I want out of here, I might end up in confinement but it is a risk to take. Freedom is close. Ah to live in caves freely again." She sighed, truthfully , if they did escape and get caught they would end up dead, but considering how much she hated it in here, she would rather take the risk, as for her new found friend, well she will have to discuss it to him another time.

@H-666-96: Song Yuqi Among the other entities currently roaming the area, Yangyang was more reserved and quiet, hoping his silence would make his figure less noticeable — or at the very least, make it seem like he wasn't worth any attention from the staff since he seemed rather harmless this way. He's greeted by the same kind voice from before, and in a split second, was greeted by another, but one that sounded much similar to the outburst he had prior to leaving his cell. Despite the loud clash of metal once again ringing in his ears, Yangyang doesn't flinch, but he does look over his shoulder to see if the staff were disturbed by the noise. Judging from their stoic expressions and unwillingness to react, he assumed this happend quite often with this fellow entity. Yangyang worries he would end up the same. "I wouldn't say I'm managing well, but at least I'm alive," he replies, idly tapping at the door out of boredom's habit. "It's only a matter of time until one of these people notice I'm not supposed to be out of my cell just yet but... thanks." Truthfully, all Yangyang needed was a bit of freedom to stay sane, his inner beast refusing to adapt from living somewhere as vast as the forest to being confined in a small artificial space.

@H-117-10: Liu Yangyang She took one last look at the others door before going back into her own cell before watching the door slam shut behind her, only to shake her head. "One day Yuqi shall interact but for now yuqi go pee." She sat on the toilet before looking at her hands, and sticks both her rude fingers up , knowing that they could see and hear her. "You es watching me pee, what the hell, this is for you." She only became startled upon the knocking, something that usually didn't happen, only to sigh in relief upon the familiar voice. "Oh hello there, hah I could tell and I am glad that you finally got your freedom, I hope you are able to breathe easily now , new friend. Just try not to get caught, but if you do you can blame me, I don't want you to suffer like that again." Her voice, suddenly one of concern, but anger, she just was not used to the containment which , like a spark in her brain, set her off smashing on her own door. " GET ME THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" A small , unusual growl could just be heard , but she ended up just slinking down on the other side of the door. "Anywho, despite this, how do you feel , are you managing well?"

@H-666-96: Song Yuqi Yangyang listens carefully as the next roaming session is announced, hearing several cell doors around him click open except for his own. Of course, it seemed he was being deprived of that freedom once again. Desperation proved to be stronger, however, as he turned his attention to the slight damage that had been inflicted onto the foot of the door, close to one of the locks that held it in place. Ever so cautiously and after much deliberation, Yangyang decides to help the poison work and gives the mechanism a quick bolt of electricity, successfully fying the lock enough to have it release the door. He was still careful even as he took his first step outside, just in case one of the on-duty staff would realize that his door was not supposed to open. He was much calmer now that he was outside, to the point that he could even fall asleep on the floor comfortably. But instead, he quietly scurries off to cell 96, raising a knuckle to gently knock against the heavy door. "Hey, it's me," he speaks in a hushed tone, sitting in front of the door like a curious child. "Took some work but... I managed to get out."

@H-117-10: Liu Yangyang She went back to stroking his door in an attempt to soothe him , only to stick my ear next to the door to listen inside and shook her head. "Try not to become weakened to the cell, you don't want the staff to laugh at you, no?" Perhaps this wasn't the best choice of words as she wasn't used to this but she tried anyway. "Stay calm alright, wait, did you just say staff? " she looked at the three that where keeping an eye on her, meaning there was a fourth coming. "You think I was sitting here doing nothing, I managed to make a tiny hole on the floor, just under your door, and filled it with poison. Long story short a cell is meant to only be keep you inside, they didn't say anything about from the outside, give it some time , the bottom of the door should, HOPEFULLY be weakened. If so , come and find me in cell 96." She gasped upon seeing the fourth staff member, shaking her head in denial. "Hey I was only just giving them company, geeze!" She patted the door one last time before getting up and heading back to her own cell as to avoid trouble while the others where out of their cells.

@H-666-96: Song Yuqi Another whimper leaves him at the thought of having to wait, but Yangyang supposed he didn't have much of a choice. His eyes eventually glow purple and blue all at once as his room grew even more suffocating by the second, a telltale sign of his panic causing his elemental powers to well up inside of him with nowhere to vent it out. It had always been his primary defense instinct, an instinct his body had adapted to protect him from potential danger by releasing a deadly burst of lightning and ice when pushed to his limit. Knowing those signs, he immediately worried for the hand trying to create a hole through his door, afraid he would accidentally hurt whoever it was on the opposite side that was kind enough to help him. He remained mostly quiet before his head suddenly perked up, senses picking up on footsteps rather far off at the end of the hallway leading up to the cells. "Psst, staff incoming," he warns in a hushed voice. "Don't get yourself in trouble because of me. It's not worth the extra confinement," he adds, his pained voice a clear indication of his discomfort. Albeit still suffering, he felt a little too guilty letting this person risk a harsher cell block just in an effort to free him.

@H-117-10: Liu Yangyang She became a little surprised when it went silent ,but yet she was used to it at the same time, gently stroking the door in an attempt to soothe the other, weather it worked or not was another story, but she has seen the staff do this on a few occasions. "Please ? Let you out? I wish I could but I have no key also I wish to not fight and potentionally kill you, I can give you company however." It might not be the best she can do but she pondered upon it, looking over to the staff members and attempts to punch a hole at the bottom of the door. "Give me some time I am trying to let you out but weather or not it is working is another story, if I get caught I might end up in solitary." She ended up shutting up for a moment and looks at the clock. "We might never meet due to our timings , however in the next five or so minutes they will let everyone else out, so I hope that includes you too, I will be sent back to my cell though." Once again she looked at the staff before rattling on the slot where they place food. "Come on you little , open up! " this time her voice was getting frustrated, despite her trying to keep it down to avoid being suspicious.

@H-666-96: Song Yuqi In any other situation, Yangyang's first instinct upon hearing an actual answer to his agony would be to fall silent and observe who or what exactly he was potentially interacting with. His nose twitched at the new scent, albeit dulled by the almost acidic smell of cleaning chemicals, whoever it was on the opposite side of his door was not one of the staff. He stops clawing for a brief moment, whimpering like a hurt puppy. Aggression bubbles up in his throat rapidly, but he tries to swallow down his impulsive, atmosphere-induced violence in an attempt to be nice and civil to the person who decided to give him attention. "Please," he breathes out, eyes shaking as they gazed at one wall after another, his anxiety making it seem as though the room was closing in on him even more. "Can't breathe... let me out," Yangyang manages to finish, although he couldn't help but growl the last few words. At this point, he didn't really care about escaping, and was solely focused on getting himself out of this cramped cell before it would drive him completely mad.

@H-117-10: Liu Yangyang Yuqi had been only in the facility for four days and yet somehow she managed to win the staff over , more like made them fearful of her knowing if she didn't get what she wanted they risked being poisoned, and so they let her out, they kept their close distance and a watchful eye on her but let her out at a different time to others because of her urge to fight anyone that she saw. Of course she was different, she wore nothing but a bed sheet like a hospital gown and was shoeless as she found it easier to walk around in silence but today she was behaving and making a small patting sound as she walked on the cold, hard floor . She looked around only to become curious at hearing violent scratches upon a door and sat down infront of it, putting her hand on the door. " HELLO in there, can you hear me?" Was her first choice of words, some people had a better chance at talking when they sounded kind, and despite her unusually deep voice, she tried to fill it up with warmth.

@H-666-96: Song Yuqi It had only been three days since Yangyang had been brought into the facility, and recently, his desire for any sort of freedom has caused his sanity to suffer significantly as staff still deemed it too risky to let him out of his cell in his current state. Despite the young entity's pleas and genuine promises that he would behave if he were given just a little bit more room, his requests were unsurprisingly denied either way. And so, with his chest now feeling as though it were about to crush his ribs any moment, Yangyang becomes ever more aggressive in an attempt to gain sympathetic attention from whoever was nearby, knowing he couldn't break through these walls himself as they were specifically designed to keep him in no matter what happened. He growled to no one in particular, his voice pitiful but his actions the complete opposite as he clawed at the door, the noisy metal ringing in his ears.

@L-341-01: Momoko and Calm His limbs neatly folded around himself, the entity blinked simply at the other being for a long time, as though considering if he wanted to take her up on the offer of meditation. He didn’t really want to. But maybe he could stay around for longer if he was well behaved. Maybe. No, this time, he wouldn’t eat his visitors. That would be very polite of him. “I’m not angry, I don’t need to learn to meditate,” He insisted. Even as he said it, his fingers curled into the fabric of his trousers in frustration. It couldn’t escalate because of that strange feeling the person gave off, and it made him all the more irritated. “What do I have to do to do it? Is it easy? Will you leave afterwards?” He hoped so. Felix wasn’t really a friends person. Friends tended to end up getting eaten when they got to their first argument. That, or their limbs got strewn around because he’d been caught on one of the few days that he wasn’t actually hungry on.

@X-579-00: Lee Felix Sighing, Calm looked at the man as he stood up, seemingly just for the sake of opposing what had been asked of him. Then as he spoke, Calm shook it's hosts head. "No questions, don't worry." they said, before the man began to complying, confirming that he only wanted to be called Felix. "I can understand that. All this L34101 talk is tiresome." it hummed before continuing. "I hear you've been angry lately? Someone suggested you need an outlet to keep yourself calm, and, well, that's my specialty." it stated before nodding to the man. "Have you ever meditated before? I can assist and teach you a few ways to handle any inner chaos." Calm hummed, watching the man and sitting in front of him, leaving some space between them to avoid making the other entity uncomfortable.

@L-341-01: Momoko and Calm Felix didn’t want to take a seat if she was asking him too. In fact - he got up from the bed and stood as tall as possible. He made no move apart from that passive aggressive one. If they were allowed in his space without permission, then he wasn’t going to respect them. He wasn’t allowed in their space after all. He chided himself by reminding that he’d want to eat them all if they made any sudden movements, and shook his head like a flea ridden dog to clear his thoughts. “What would you like from me this time? I already answered some questions today. Maybe tomorrow or the day after.” This Calm person made him unsure. He could feel the strange aura to the room - it made his skin prickle. He didn’t like it and how it was making him feel less angry. He didn’t like the short lady. But slowly, he plopped himself on the ground, legs neatly folded into a pretzel shape. “Yes, I want to be called Felix. Not anything else but Felix. What do you want?” He repeated, his voice full of more intent this time.

@X-579-00: Lee Felix Momoko had been working on creating a series of videos to post to the internet as a way to dissuade the general public from investigating further into various potential entities when a hand had been placed on her shoulder. “Which one are you now?” came an exasperated voice and Momoko span in her chair to grin at the man who was clearly on the security team. “Momoko, but you want Calm I’m guessing? Wait a moment…” Momoko hummed as the man nodded, before closing her eyes and focusing for a moment, before the other half of her consciousness took control, the atmosphere of the room instantly calming. “I’m assuming that there has been an issue. Brief me on the way?” the entity questioned.
It took roughly ten minutes to get to the right floor, and in that time Calm had been given it’s instructions and lead to the shall of one of he few X-class entities. Confidently it walked into the room and took a moment to look the man up and down. “I’ve heard that you like to be called Felix? Is that correct? Well, I’m Calm and I’ve heard that you need a little of that in your life, so if you’d like to take a seat?” the small woman asked, still looking at the man.

@L-341-01: Momoko and Calm Felix wasn’t happy again. He didn’t like being told he wasn’t allowed to leave when he wanted to. He didn’t even really want to - it was just being told he wasn’t allowed to. He stretched out on the bed. He was allowed one of those. And a sink and toilet, that was so kind. He gritted his spiky teeth together. They were all canines, all designed to do some harm if they got sunk into someone. But then, he’d spent all day insisting he was going to be all nice and helpful. As soon as they’d left he’s spent an hour snapping and mocking in their voices by himself. He blinked, hearing the door. He couldn’t hear outside the door, they knew he’d use it against them. Nonetheless, he pulled up his ‘I’m going to be nice’ face, and sat up, gazing at the door with the intensity of a hunter on its prey. “…come in,” He began, knowing they’d come in either way.