Oh, intimidating, she thought sarcastically to herself. She couldn’t say she liked Sabien, not only because he was an institutional guard, but because he had a terrible attitude. “Xa—“ she took a sharp breath at the effort, face cringing in pain. The internal blood pooling was somewhere near her lungs, and it didn’t feel too good to use them. She had to use them more when she spoke, so that was really out for a while. She was too scared of the pain to try a whole word. Xanthe… she ‘told’ both of them.
Sabien nodded, he sort of recognized the name, maybe she'd been at his ayslum, or maybe he'd heard of her in teh news or form one of his 'buddies' i.e. the people he worked with.
Sabien turned around, she was gone, the small girl was gone,
"Jason, she's gone!" Sabien barked pointing to where the girl used to be.
Jason glanced at the empty sidewalk. “So she is,” he said nonchalantly. He was trained not to lose his head over stuff like this. “Honestly, though. The kid was terrified. I doubt she’ll come anywhere near us again.”
Sabien nodded, but he wasn't so sure,
"Yeah, 'cept if she runs off to her gang or something and get us killed." he said optomisticly. He turned back to Xan and frowned, she wasn't going to be strong fora while it seemed. He reached out adn grabbing her arm pulled her to her feet, she wasn't letting her out of his sight, she seemed dangerous,
Jason nodded and gave a slight smile. “I’m glad I found such an optimistic teammate,” he replied sarcastically. “Just ask Xanthe what she knows of the girl. Other than that we’ll just have to remain vigilant.”
Upon seeing Sabien reach for her, Xan pulled back both out of instinct and fear. Don’t touch m— “Ah!” she gasped and doubled over as the pain overtook her, temporally causing her powers to recede and her body threatening to black out once more. When she had recovered enough, her power manifested weakly. If…I can’t even…speak…what…makes you…think I…was ready to…s-stand?
"You can stand." Sabien said, putting his arm under her shoulders to keep her on her feet,
"What do you know about the girl who ran off?" he added. Sabien looked around, they should keep moving, he didn't wnat to stay in one place too long, it wasn't a good idea, he nodded to Jason,
"Let's move out." he suggested.
Easy…for you t-to say…you’re not…hemophiliac…you weren’t a lab r-rat. She let out a shaky breath, wishing she was strong enough to make it without the support of the institution guard. You…don’t need to worry about…Zak. She was and is alone… she only attacked me…because I scared her…if you leave her alone…she won’t mess with you…
Jason listened to her explanation of the girl. “Sounds legit enough to me for now,” he said, spinning his staff. “Of course, move out me—er, Sure. Let’s go.” He was about to slip into his captain routine, but stopped himself. This wasn’t home. It wasn’t his unit.
Sabien started to walk , half carrying half supporting Xan in his left arm. He headed down teh road walking pretty quickly, looking around for a good place to hunker down and make into a base of sorts. He didn'ta ctually care what Xan said, after all he'd only sort of listened to what Xan had said about the girl...who's name was Zak. Odd name for a girl, probably Chaos, they seemed to choose boy names for the their girls a lot, or names with boy nick names.
Xanthe kept her mou—er, mind shut as they walked along. It felt like someone was twisting a flaming dagger of fire in her stomach. It felt like she was about to die any second. Sure, she had been his like this by the guards back home, but she could lie limply in the corner for a few days afterward. She had never moved around half an hour after gaining consciousness. She had to stop soon. But there was a problem. Something was really, majorly wrong. “I…ugh…” her face paled even more—she was like a partially melted snowman. She strained and worked diligently to get words out, her face the very definition of pain. “not…doing…well…p-power…not…e-ven…w-work…now…”
Sabien stopped and scooped Xan up in his arms and carried her, he didn't want ehr dying on him. He didn't want to be the cuase of soemone else's death, she may be a patient and he may not like her or people in general, but he didn't want to cause her death.
Jason glanced back at Sabien and Xanthe. He whistled. “She looks terrible,” he said. “…I had a comrade get to a similar condition… we should look for a place to set her down. Something about blood flow to the vital organs when disturbing internal wounds,” he shook his head a little. “I didn’t realize she had it that bad.”
Xanthe was clutching her head now, beads of sweat forming from her strained concentration. “You….g-get a-a-away…n-now… “ She knew it was coming. It had only happened once, right after she developed her mutation and hadn’t learned to control it, but she knew this feeling. The fog. The panic. She was switching into do-or-die self-defense mode. Quinn was going to take over her mind for her. And who knows what Quinn would do after being locked up and suppressed for so long. The pain started to fade away. “attack…is…coming on…my mutation…”
Sabien entered a building adn put Xan down, he grabbed Jason's arm and yanked him away. Saien guessed Xan knew her body and mutation bette rthan he did, if she siad move, then they should really get out of here. He'd be back though, eh didn't want to leave someone this powerful to wander around without him eing able to know where she was.
Jason stumbled along with Sabien as the guy yanked him away from the building. “Whoa, what’s going on?” he asked, breaking free to walk and run on his own. “I’m totally lost here.”
As Sabien and Jason fled, she couldn’t suppress it much longer. The girl who had merged with her mind so many years ago was finally taking over. The one who really is insane. The one who caused Xan’s body to attack itself. Within the next minute, Xanthe was no longer in control. She was in the recessive state. Quinn was the dominate one now. Her hair gained a red streak, in addition to the white, to show the transformation. The wounds faded away. Quinn rose and walked out of the building with a smirk.
Sabien yanked Jason into a side door and shut in quietly,
"She's a mutant, a double person." he exapliend quietly, his voice still cold, "Her otehr person is in control now." he finished, his voice never seemed to change pitch and was monotone unless he was angry.
Jason looked at Sabien, his shocked expression showing despite his training. “And I suppose that’s normal for you Xperime’s or something?” he barely whispered.
Quinn looked around with a crazed, high pitched laugh. It was what you’d imagine in an asylum. Naturally. “Hahahaha… Xanthe may be too afraid to touch the guards…But I’m not. Why don’t you show yourself? Are you too afraid of the little asylum patient? Hahahahahahaha!” She looked at the ground irritably. “XANTHE! Shut it, will you? I can’t hear my brilliant schemes with you nagging me. I don’t care! I don’t care! Don’t make me level this place. I can! Grr… Don’t you dare underestimate the great Quinn-dalia!”
"Yeah, I suggest shutting up now." Sabien said. He listened to this 'other Xan' QUinn or something like that yell. HE didn't respond, he didn't exactly want to take on another asylum patient, not after what had happened to that patient last him he'd fought one, it hadn't been pretty.
After hearing the new chick, Jason quickly listened and snapped his mouth shut. He was completely fine hiding from the crazy.
Quinn growled. “Oh Mr. Guard… I’ll find you. You should just come out now. I want to rip you to shreds—it would make my day. Xanthe—c’mon. Lend me your power. It’s so much more painful than mine. What? How dare you! I use my power on you all the time, and you won’t let me use yours to hurt him? But he’s a guard! It doesn’t matter, he’s a guard! C’mon, at least bring up a painful memory or something. Why are you so stupid! You could’ve killed everyone and escaped, you didn’t even have to do it—I could’ve! Uhg! You know what, I’m done! I’m giving you the silent treatment. Blah blah blah blah. I’m not listening… Mahahahahahaha. Sabien, Jason, where are you…” She started walking around looking for them.
Sabien satyed quiet, he wasn't sure how long this would last, at the asylum sometimes patients were like this for minutes, for hours, a couple patients had it going on for days. He didn't sit down though and satyed tense, if she found them he'd have to be ready to fight, and fight hard, he hoepd she wouldn't find them though, fighting her would make him risk shifting.
Zak heard yelling a little ways back, she'd gone through a maze of alleyways that twisted and turned, but obviously she wasn't as far away as she thugh, for that Xanthe, or a very angry loud version of Xanthe yelling. Zak turned down an alley that led to the road and walk catiously down it.
Quinn stomped in irritation. "I want you to show yourself!" She shouted, her red streak becoming more vivid in her anger. That was the thing. Xanthe could supress Quinn effectively with her power, and by reamaining calm. But Quinn had anger as her only means of keeping Xanthe down. As long as she was angry, there wasn't a thing Xanthe could do.
Zak stepped into the raod and looked around, she noticed a girl who looked sort of liek Xanthe but was different, this girl looked mean, angry, hateful. Zak stared fir a few moments and listened, then she slowly started to back away and back into the alley, her hand shaking, this wasn't a safe place, she needed to get away and this time not do a big circle in the confusing alleys.