Pointless Wisdom (Kit)

[Velox]

Velox leaned against the wall of his cell, his heavy breaths always audible to those around him. Each breath drew in a large amount of air, and exhaled it with perfection, as if he had spent years practicing the art of perfect breathing. As it so happened, he had....so many years had forced him into doing such things. Practicing a skill, or an art was the only way to pass time in this place. That, and find ways to make living in a steel cell more...enjoyable. As rebellious as he was against the guards, he had found ways to get things he wanted, though it was still difficult at times. He did not exactly have ability to obtain a TV from them, but a carpeted floor a comfier bed were among the things he had coerced out of them. It made his concentration much easier, for the guards, this was a very good thing. For as solemn, and young as Velox looked, he had very strange inner nature. The guards were weary of him, just as he was weary of the guards.

The sound of a prison cell opening, then closing shut was his way of realizing another new prisoner had arrived. He wondered what this one's story would be? Another cliche, another story of death and no family and oppression by the humans? He had heard such a story too many times. But it would not stopping him from showing kindness to a fellow prison-mate. For, after 100 years in this prisoner, it was his job to make lives for others here seem atleast a little brighter. "What is your name, friend?" he said, a slight accent in his voice revealing he was not acquainted with modern slang. He was expecting a brutish male voice to answer, of some hulking non-human that the black rose corp was afraid of.

[Kit]

After being dragged into her new "home" under sedation, the groggy feline awoke in her cell. She found herself clothed; this was an odd feeling for her, but at least it didn't restrict her flexibility. As Kit arose from the cot, she noticed her collar. She nearly tore it off in frustration, remembering what just happened. As she reached for it and felt the worn name tag, Kit calmed herself. Chiming the tiny bell, her memories withdrew to better times, but this was no time or place to reminice. Slowly, the huminoid cat began to stand and tried walking to the cell door. She tripped after two steps, but her cat-like reflexes stopped her fall as she layed out her hands in front of herself. With a frustrated growl she got back up asking herself why her balance was off now, when she was perfectly fine running earlier. Shaking it off she gave herself a chance to get used to the awkward situation and adapt to being bipedal, using her tail for extra balance. Upon reaching the bars, the cat tried to squeeze her way through. It was working! She managed to fit her head and half of her torso through the bars before she was stuck.

Just then she heard someone's voice asking her name. Kit stopped in her place, wide-eyed at her predicament. As quickly as possible she tried to get back and unstuck and she fell backwards bfore answering. "Ugh, I don't rightfully know anymore..." she rubbed her faded name tag and remembered what the guard had said before she fell asleep. "What is this place?" Kit asked as she plotted.

[Velox]

Velox cocked his head to the side, curiosity now racking his brain. No sob-story? No tale of epic battles and tragedies that got them here? All he received to his own questions was simply more questions. His very nature could not allow him to leave such things unanswered, as new questions of his own formulated in his mind. Was it amnesia that had left this new prisoner so confused? The voice sounded female, which was, admittedly, a nice change from the norm. He sucked in another deep breath and sat up a bit on his bed, to gain a bit more focus rather than fall asleep. "You must have some name. I can't rightly talk to you and keep calling you 'friend', can I? Can you think of anything I could call you for the time being?" he said as politely as he could, trying to keep a pleasant atmosphere before he broke the news to her next questions. Apparently she wasn't aware of what this place was, which would make "settling in" that much harder. Most people were brought here knowing full well what this place was.

He paused a moment and thought up a good answer to her next question, hoping to avoid his blunt nature. Still keeping his pleasant, goody-goody facade for the new prisoner so that she could not freak out like he did on his first day. "This place is Asylum number 39, its owned and run by the Black Rose corporation for any non-humans. Its used to keep us away from those who might be afraid of us, or so they say...." he paused, unwilling to say the word, the dreaded word that had come to haunt so many people here. "...this place is a prison....didn't they tell you that when they brought you here?". He said, truely wondering how she could not know. Everyone they had brought here was told that they were going to a prison, and he had never met one with amnesia. He had also never met one of their experiments as, honestly, most never lived.

[Kit]

Moving closer to the direction of the man's voice, Kit answered, "I think I've been labeld as Kit, now. So you might as well call me that...but what about your name?" She wasn't about to let him interogate her without equal information in return. She reached for her tail as she listened to his explination of the place and noticed that it had split. Her eyes widened and her heart sank in terror that her beautiful tail now had two lenthy tips, but she remained silently listening.

"An asylum? oh great, that would explain all the nuts. No one said anything when i came in...besides shouting, does that cout? ... but it's certainly more believable that this is a prison." She sighed, trying to grasp her new situation and plotted evermore. "There was a time humans didn't even notice me. I doubt they would even now....even after---" she paused and went back to her cot. She just sat there, awaiting a response, if any.

[Velox]

Velox's curiosity continued to grow, as now he was even questioning his amnesia theory. But rather than ask her outright, he wanted to guess it himself, to test his intelligence after so many years. He had to show something for 100 years of constant meditation and study. He laughed slightly, though, when he realized in his own quest to be friendly he had forgot to give out his own name. "I am Velox, and it is nice to meet you....kit. I am an air elemental. Damn humans can even tell apart elementals from their own race..." he said, half inclined to bow even though she could not see him. And it was true, he looked rather human like except for a few, subtle features that most could not pick out. 100 years ago he could blend in well with a group of humans. But these days, it was near impossible for him to do it.

But, he was starting to feel less inclined to keep his very-friendly facade. This girl did not seem to be freaked out by her new accommodations, atleast not enough to show it. He had no need to help her feel more at home, now more of need to ensure this one was capable of fending for herself. He was inclined to make sure that people in cells next to him can withstand a few guards...they would be his only friends after all. "Most humans could care less about us, and I enjoy it that way. But this corporation....they will be the end of us all. Just, whatever you do with your time here, never trust an employee of the corporation. Their hired guards can be ok, but those employees are sneaky..." he commented with a half-smile, remembering just how he was captured. Tricked so easily in his youth.

[Kit]

"Elementals?" Kit was fascinated with all the new terms. I wonder what other 'non-humans' would consist of... She was almost distracted enough to forget where she was, but as the cold grew on her and hunger began to set in, Kit grew impatient. "This place would almost resemble home if it weren't for the bars and lack of r--" She smelled the sent food as a willing victim scampered right into her cell. The confident rats looked up at her fearlessly and Kit pounced it without hesitation, killing the rodent instantly after a dying shrill. She plopped on the ground and sank her sharp teeth into its warm flesh. The faint sound of her chewing was drowned out as Velox continued and the feline listened while she snacked. Kit chuckled, "Can you beleive I used to actually seek their attention?" She laughed at the irony. "Guess we learn the hard way, but at least I know they aren't all bad." She took another bite before continuing, "Though, these ones don't seem at all friendly." Kit remarked, mocking the obvious before flipping the topic, "Is there any water around here?" her tail swishing methodically as she chewed the rat.

[Velox]

Velox was sure he heard the girl attack something, then a quick shriek of a rodent dieing. Did she just find dinner, perhaps? He was curious as to what species this girl was that she could eat such a thing. Even in this prison he could not push himself so far as to eat a rat, it was simply too low for him. He was intent upon retaining some air of manners from his past. "Yes, I am an elemental, the incarnation of the spirit of an elemental in a body, or so my ancestors have claimed. As far as I care it just gives me control of wind, not much use in a place such as this. What species are you?" he asked, slipping in the last question in hopes he could get a general image of how this person appeared. He hoped this one would last longer than the cell's previous owner.

"None of the guards are friendly, but they aren't very smart either. They can be easily manipulated if you know how..." he remarked with a slight smirk as he gazed around his cell, wondering what he could do now to pass time. He heard her next question and shook his head slightly with a smile. Sighing, he got up and pulled out a small bottle of water from a hidden place and reached it out from the bars of his cell, to just within reach of the bars of her cell. His pale hand wrapped around the bottle and held it next to the bars, wondering if she would take it. "Water isn't brought to us very often, you have to take every chance you get to bring some to your cell. This should hold you over until they let us out next..." he offered. He had plenty bottle of his own stored away, but most he was saving as long as he could incase of...an emergency.

[Kit]

"Hmm?" Kit uttered as she finished her meal licking the blood from her hands. "Cat," she answered without second thought, despite her new anatomy. "You know...? That kinda reminds me of someone--- but i'm sure they're far away from here by now...I hope." She tossed the subject aside seeing the water through the bars. With a smug face she went over to accept it, "Thank you." Kit looked at the bottle mysteriously, her head tilted and tail flicking with the puzzling matter. "How does one open this contraption?" She struggled with the bottle as she would a toy. Eventually, she really did want it open, and began gnawing at the top as she sat on the floor. Hearing Velox's comment about the guards, she stopped to think, wringing the bottle as she answered with a soft giggle, "Manipulation wouldn't be a problem." She smirked and twisted her hands around the bottle, releasing the cap. "Oh! that's how it openes!" she cried triumphantly. Her ears laid back and eyes closed in contentment as she took a victory sip.

[Velox]

A very curious girl, this was. But at the mention of the word cat, atleast a few things made sense, one of which was the sound of a rodent dying earlier. Was this a talking a cat? Or some humanoid version of cat he had not seen before. The latter was more likely, as a simple talking cat would usually be taken as an expensive pet rather than an asylum prisoner. He couldn't help but let out a small laugh as he listened to Kit struggle with the bottle, a rare thing for him to do. He smiled and shook his head, sighing. "You have much to learn, my strange friend...." he said happily as he rested his head against the wall of his cell.

The sudden unlocking of his cell, as well as the cells around him, forced him to attention as he noticed the guards messing with the locks. He tilted his head to the side, quizzically examining the guard who had opened the doors. It was ed, though not too bright he was one of the nicer guards in the facility. "I thought we weren't being let out till tomorrow? Did one of the others threaten you again, ed?" he questioned with a smirk. "No, the warden is feeling extra nice today, Vel. But between you and me, I'd keep away from the courtyard if I were you. Never really trusted my boss. Well, good day to you. Hope you are enjoying the carpet, we dont want you killing anyone...." The guard waved to him as he opened the doors then walked off. Velox shook his head and got up, cautiously entering the main hallway of his resident cell block. It felt strange to stretch his legs after being in his cell for a week straight without movement.

[Kit]

Kit jolted and her eyes widened at the sound of the unlocking doors. She turned her attention to all the commotion and exited cautiously, wondering what exactly was happening. Hearing the conversation with the guard only added to Kit's confusion, "they're letting us out?" she asked tilting her head and shifting her tail as she walked out of the cell. Attempting to seem more clueless than she was, the feline casually walked towards the exit with her claws ready to strike anyone who tried to stop her. She didn’t have a plan, but it wouldn’t hurt to test the other’s reactions. So, Kit boldly tested her limits; knowing where the border lies would tell her how much she had to work with and then the plotting could commence. Until then, she saw nothing better to do than approach that door, not paying attention to anyone or anything else.