Thread: || Cell Block C ||

Name Rufio Arellano Location Cell Block C Tag Kaige Mayfair, open. Arriving from Main Floor post 17 The elevator at the end of the dank, sullen corridor opened with an ominous ding. Out stepped Dr. Rufio Arellano, a fixated smirk ever upon his lips as he began to stride down the hall of troublemakers and problem cases. He probably spent the vast majority of his day down here, with his personal office in Block B a close second if he felt like terrorizing the patients of that floor. But here, he was at his comfort and leisure, unbuttoning his sleeves to roll them up, revealing muscular tones on his forearms. It was not his objective, but for a brief moment he paused outside the cell of a specific case. PGE9786 . Now that was a case even Rufio was loathe to attempt at times. The womans strange abilities were not something to muck about with, able to result in instantaneous death if one was not careful. And what was worse, especially since Rufio could not play with the thing inside, was that she was rumoured to share a sadistic streak on par with his own. It was almost an issue of pride for Rufio in wanting to have some time alone with the gorgon, but it was unlikely any time soon. There seemed to be some activity going on inside the cell however. A doctor and some guards were standing outside, glued to their monitors as another inside interacted with the fiend. Rufio Arellano paused for a moment to glimpse what they were about. Item experimentation? It was about time the eggheads in Science worked on figuring this creature out. Rufio grinned and wished the fellows a crisp good luck before continuing on. Hey, if it works out, I might get to test my talents with the fiend after all. But he was not here for patient PGE9786. He was here for the feisty redhead, which was well apt to her condition. Patient KM9449. Kaige Mayfair. Outside her cell, he found several grim looking guards, all staring intently at a strange hole in the wall. It was not anything significant, at least in terms of damage. But it did pose a certain problem. Status? Rufio suddenly barked, making his presence known. What is so important to message me during an orientation session? One of the guards nodded at the wall. Shes at it again. So? Rufio snapped. Go in there and knock her about. The two men exchanged a glance, then the first one spoke again. This is the worst shes gotten so far. Me and Jebs here both thought I dont care what you thought. Rufio cut them off, waving his hand. He stepped forward and peaked through the small hole, though he couldnt discern much. Whats the interior temperature reading? About one hundred and nineteen degrees, sir. A guard replied, accessing a small monitor next to the door. Drop it to negative ten. Rufio ordered. Around his torso, he tightened his lab coat and buttoned it up. It was about to get cold inside. Very cold. Sir one of the guards spoke up hesitantly, the effects could be fatal on the patient. Perhaps I thought I made it clear that your input is not necessary? I never knew a dog that needed to be told twice without a bop on its nose. Do you require an education, boy? Rufio sneered at the guard, who promptly fell silent and turned back to the monitor. A few buttons later, the whine of massive generators beneath the floor could be heard rumbling up. Inside the cell, icy blasts of wind would begin to flood the chamber. In a minute, the temperature would artificially plunge over one hundred degrees. Rufio was not concerned for the patient inside. She would probably be more preoccupied trying to keep herself warm then turn her pyro magic on him. Once he was satisfied with the temperature, he ordered the door to be opened and in he went, flanked by another guard holding his rifle up high. Rufio entered the cell, his boots stepping hard on the already icy floor. Now, now, little lady. What did I say about playing with fire? He goaded in a mocking tone as the door slid shut behind him and the guard, who kept the muzzle of his weapon trained always on Kaige Mayflair.