Thread: The Merc and The Belle (HeartToStart & VitaObscura)

...There were only short, very brief moments of consciousness. Every waking second filled with nothing but immense burning pain. Mr. Sinister knew the dangers of taking in a mutant as powerful as Rouge, and had made the necessary precautions in order to contain her. It wasnt complex, the plan actually very simple, keep her sedated and on round the clock observation. Any flinch, twitch or uneven breath was taken into account, as if she were to completely snap out of her drug induced coma...there would be a few new holes in the genius mutants lab. There was no possible way he could resist the allure of the southern belles abilities though. Deadly, powerful...limitless potential, and all obtained with a single touch. Numerous injections had been given, all of which needing to be applied with a powerful claw like arm and enhanced needle to compensate for her heightened durability. Sticking a syringe into someone who could resist the impact of a bullet proved difficult, but certainly not impossible. They had managed to get an IV in her, coursing the sedatives through her system, and that had been a bit of a chore. The hospital gown hung loosely from her frame, obviously put on in a rush. Nobody wanting to risk exposure to her skin for a prolonged period. This of course meant it looked like a blind one armed monkey had put it on. The laces along the back tied off in the wrong positions, the collar sideways and causing the cheap cardboard like fabric to pull awkwardly off in the wrong direction and bunch up along her left flank. Had she been awake long enough to notice...she wouldnt have been too pleased about it. Mmmph The groan was soft, eyes opening slowly and revealing the emerald irises beneath. The pounding in her skull was intense, set to the rhythm of her heartbeat. Everything was blurry, sounds came in as though she were underwater, distant and subdued. The glass tube she had been locked inside was tilted upward, numerous harnesses holding her in place and keeping her secure. Son of a.. It was no sooner the words were spoken she noticed something wasnt quite right. Everything below the neck down was numb, despite her desperate efforts to move her arms or legs, absolutely nothing happened. Ah, look who has decided to join us. The southern belle furrowed her brow as she took in the sight of the other man that had been captured. Something about him seemed familiar...but she was unable to place it in her memory. Deadpool was only known through reputation as far as she went, and of course the files that were kept on him beneath the school. A few of her teammates had made it clear that they were not a fan, but when one of them was Logan it was hard to tell if it could be taken with more than a grain of salt...as there were a lot of people he didnt care for in this world. It was only after she accepted that he was an unknown that her gaze pulled back to Nathaniel Essex. The two of them shared a not so pleasant history, a lot of it steeped in some bad decisions that a rather charismatic cajun had made. I wanted you to be awake for this, as I think you will find it...quite intriguing. Bending he moved to release the seal of her container, the pressure releasing and hissing out into the room. Rogue was still trying to move, free herself somehow, but it was all for naught. The only thing she could do was glare, and if looks could kill As soon as the lid was lifted a young man was waved over, couldnt have been more than 25. Ruffled blonde hair, thick glasses and a tall wiry frame...he looked to be incredibly nervous. Go on Henry. We need to see if we have made any progress The kid stammered, looking from Mr. Sinister over to the southern belle and back. It was obvious he wanted to protest, but was too terrified to actually do it. Instead, he took a deep gulp, the sound audible in the relatively quiet underground lab, and raised his hand up and outstretched his arm. N-no...dont.. Rogue could see where his hand was going, fingertips headed for the bare skin beneath the sleeve of her hospital gown. All she could to was flinch, close her eyes, and prepare for the horrible sensation that overwhelmed her whenever someone touched her. The memories, the emotions...it was never a walk in the park. Although it was probably worse to be on the other end of it. Due to the paralytic she couldnt actually sense the contact, but it had happened. Fingertips pressed down, followed by his palm, and nothing...no pain. Mr. Sinister could only smile in amusement. A few moments passed before Rogue hesitantly opened her eyes, Sage and Warpath looking on in silent shock at what they were seeing. Neither of them were keen on saying anything anyway, afraid to pull any attention as it had lead to nothing but excruciating pain when they had. What did you do? There was anger, confusion and a hint of excitement behind that southern voice. Eyes wide and searching for some kind of answer on either of the mens faces. Of course Mr. Sinister was pleased, but it wasnt a breakthrough for his research. Suppressing her mutant gene had been done before, but it was at least a step in the right direction. Very good. Secure her and make sure those paralytics dont wear off. I think weve done enough work for today. Just like that he brushed her off, not offering her anything but as sidelong glance of amusement. Oh, she wanted to hit him. Send him flying across the room and pound on him until she grew too exhausted to beat on him anymore. Still, her body wouldnt move, only having control of her head and neck. That certainly wasnt enough to bust her loose. With that the lab started to empty, small mumblings from the workers about the day's work, machines shutting down while others sputtered to life. There were cameras everywhere though, so just because the room was empty, didnt mean they were alone in the slightest.