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Post by Yuki on Apr 5, 2016 20:19:35 GMT -8
Taylor stared at the room around him, it did not seem like a cell.. More like room that is meant to calm you. Still it was a prison even if it was a good looking one. "I have to get out of here.. I could just use my powers but.. I don't know what to expect on the other side of that door.." said to himself. His powers where useful but that did not mean they would help him with everything. Taylor then started to look through his pockets and grew pale. That had taken his communicator, of course they would.. But they left him his music player.. Not much he could do with that! " How am I going to get out of here.." Taylor said as he started to tear up a bit. That is when he heard something at the door. Taylor looked at it and watched a man with food entered the room. He did not even look at Taylor as he placed the food then muttered about using the buzzer to contact someone. " Wait! why am I here? What do you want with me?"Taylor asked as he stood up. But the man left without a word. So there was a guard at the door.. Of course there was. Taylor then stared at the food that was brought.
It seemed they did not want to harm him.. Well yet anyway.. Though Taylor was not going to eat the food, not yet anyway. So the young boy sat down on the floor again and crossed his arms and sighed. He then unfolded his arms and put his ear buds in his ears and turned on his music player. For right now there was nothing he could do.. At least they let him keep his music while he was trapped here against his will.
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Post by The Izzack on Apr 5, 2016 20:42:25 GMT -8
Johnathan's simple mirth turned to intent observation as he continued to watch the boy. It wasn't quite time for a one on one talk yet. No, no, it was important to know who you were talking to before you dealt with them. As it was, everything Taylor did, Johnathan watched. There was no sound on the video feed, a slight oversight, seeing as how this room wasn't meant for prisoners, and the camera was only there to see when an unruly family member had finally calmed down, or to stop them from hurting themselves. As it was, Johnathan could do without audio. He would get through with only body language. And Taylor's body language spoke a great deal about him.
After an hour, Sean descended the stairs once more to pick up Taylor's dishes, and, as he entered the room, he was only mildly surprised at the untouched food. "Was there somethin' wrong with th' food, lad? I'm sorry if it wasn't ta yer likin'." he muttered, sounding a little hurt as he picked up the food, gone cold from time. "Perhaps ye want somethin' different. Water, perhaps? Soda? You should get somethin' in ye. Chloroform hangovers are nothin' ta deal with on an empty stomach." he said. While he still didn't look the boy directly in the eyes, this time he at least seemed willing to talk.
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Post by Yuki on Apr 5, 2016 21:22:01 GMT -8
During that hour Taylor did his best to ignore that throbbing headache. That was most likely due to Chloroform that had been used on him. He got up and would walk around the room and even looked at some of the books as well. Did not read them though, just looked at the covers before putting them back. When he started to feel uneasy again Taylor sat down though this time on a chair. Ugh he was starting not to feel well.. He would just have to do his best to ignore it. Taylor closed his eyes and tried to get lost in his music. After a while he heard sounds from the door. Taylor opened his eyes and looked, it was the man who had brought in the food before. It seemed he was a bit disappointed that Taylor had not even touched it. Taylor then turned off his music and took out his ear buds as he stared at the man. " Not really hungry.." Taylor said as he looked away from Sean, ".... How long are you planning on keeping me here?" Taylor asked though still did not look at Sean.
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Post by The Izzack on Apr 6, 2016 0:45:55 GMT -8
"I can't say, lad. I don't run tha show around here, Th' doctor does. As it is, you can be here fer hours, or days. Chances are, though, tha' he'll be down here soon. He's...he's not a bad person, if ye can believe me. He's helped us all, y'know. He's just a little...intense." Sean offered. It wasn't much, but he felt that he had to at least offer something to the boy. "Th' name's Sean MacGowan. What about you, lad?" he asked. Again, anything he could offer to help. Chances are, this wouldn't have the reaction he was hoping for, but it was better than nothing as far as he was concerned.
As Johnathan watched the two, he grew more and more certain that the time for his appearance was drawing near. First, however, he needed to change his appearance. It wouldn't do to have this boy see the reporter he met earlier again. No, that face would be beneficial only if he kept it far separated from himself. Instead, he donned his usual, stark, attire, combed his hair back, and gave his best cold stare into his closet mirror. The man who looked back at his looked little like the mild mannered doctor he was pretending to be. This man looked, perhaps, like he had a slight familial resemblance to the man. The same nose and eye color, but a more jutted out chin, piercing, judging eyes rather than kind, gentle ones, and a wrinkled, angry forehead that seemed accustomed to scowling. He continued making his disguise perfect, adding more physical changes through objects such as makeup. This had to be perfect. There was no reason to go through this trouble if one was going to fail at the end of the race.
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Post by Yuki on Apr 6, 2016 5:57:55 GMT -8
So it was not clear how long he would he would be here... Ugh if only Sarah or even Amara where here. They would know what to do, but sadly he was really om his own. At the bank he was able to contact his teammates and got help on the way. Though when Sean claimed the Doctor was a good a person the young boy looked at Sean and shook his head. " I don't think a good person would kidnap someone and hold them against their will." Taylor said to the man. This Doctor must be a brainwasher or something to get all these people to do his bidding.. He had to get out of here and fast! " Please just let me go." Taylor asked though he knew it would be a long shot. " My name is Taylor." The young boy said answering Sean's question.
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Post by The Izzack on Apr 6, 2016 9:32:34 GMT -8
"I'm afraid tha' I'm not at liberty ta free ye, Taylor. Trust me, I wish I would, but don't ya worry. While you may not see him as a good man, Th' doctor isn't a bad person. Chances are he is lookin' ta scare ye a bit, or use ye ta further his research, but I can promise ye this, he won't hurt ye. That isn't how he does things." Sean promised. Interestingly enough, he seemed genuine. Perhaps he truly believed what he was saying. With that, he left again, promising to bring some water down later.
Very shortly after Sean left, Johnathan walked in. He seemed like a completely different person than before, and any similarities he shared with the mild mannered reporter only served to accentuate the differences. "So, you are our little hero, hrmm? Well, I do hope that the accommodations are to your liking. It simply wouldn't do to have the man who saved the day be uncomfortable, would it?" he asked. While his face seemed severe in its expression, his voice was oddly cold, as if he wasn't talking to another person at all, as if Taylor was little more than a wall decoration that he was monologuing to.
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Post by Yuki on Apr 6, 2016 20:22:31 GMT -8
Taylor shook his head as Sean spoke, there was no way this Doctor was a good guy.. He had his goons try to rob a bank and when that failed, he turned around and kidnapped the one who stopped him.. Though Taylor did not say anything back to Sean, what was the point? Though as soon as he left the Doctor walked in. Taylor tensed up a bit as the man spoke to him. What did he want? What was his goal.. Well sooner or later he was most likely going to find out. When the Doctor asked if he was comfortable Taylor said nothing at first. Unsure what to really say, this was not his first time being in danger but those other times he had his friends. Even at the bank he had some back up.. Though here and now he was utterly alone. " Please.. Let me go." Taylor asked though knew that would be a wasted effort. His heart raced with fear and his hands trembled a bit.
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Post by The Izzack on Apr 6, 2016 20:47:12 GMT -8
"Now, now, that won't do. That won't do at all. You are strong, heroic, and, if I may, quite dashing. You should be brave, even in the face of danger. Wouldn't you agree, Taylor?" Johnathan said, a small, mirthless smirk appearing on his face when he said Taylor's name. "Taylor...Taylor...A fine name, as well, should I say so myself. Perhaps not the most striking name for a hero, but we hardly choose what we are called, do we? Well, I suppose you at any rate can hardly choose. Tell me, Taylor, why do you think I would go through the trouble of having one of mine apprehend you, and bring you here? Don't worry, there are no wrong answers here. I only wish to know why you believe I have done what I have done." his voice had not changed once from that icy tone. It was hard to discern what emotion the man felt, as neither anger nor mirth came through in the slightest. Only the uncaring voice, and the stern eyes, judging Taylor for every little twitch.
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Post by Yuki on Apr 6, 2016 21:17:58 GMT -8
When the Doctor spoke saying how Taylor should act because he is a hero the young boy just stared, not really caring what he thought. Not every hero was fearless, though when the Doctor said his name that was a bit of a shock. But then again in this day in age just having a photo of someone you could get info on them. The Doctor then went on to ask Taylor why he thought why the Doctor did all this to catch and bring him here. The only thing that came to mind is that he stopped the bank heist. " I stopped the bank heist..." Taylpr said as he then looked down at so he did not have to look at the Doctor. The way he stared at him made Taylor uneasy, he really needed to find a way to get out of this mess... But he was very unsure if he could all by himself. He may be a hero but only really when he was with his friends.. When alone he was just a scared little kid.
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Post by The Izzack on Apr 6, 2016 21:33:13 GMT -8
"I am afraid not, little Taylor. You see, I had planned that bank heist for some time now. Here's the interesting part, are you ready? I told the group to surrender long before they even stepped foot in the bank. All you did was speed up the drama, which I should thank you for. I was never one for pointless theatrics. You see, Taylor, I brought you here, because you interested me. I like to see how people tick. I take a person who is in dire need of help, and I help them. I ease whatever illness of the mind plagues them, and in return, I study them. I need more information, you see. I am looking to build a utopia. Imagine a world where your kind, you lesser beings, can live, free of crime, and poverty, and hatred, and any other sorrow your kind seem infatuated with. I could make it happen, and I would. You see, I don't hate you regular people. How could one hate a creature too stupid to know any better? No, you lot should be worked with, like any other animal facing extinction. Place them in a controlled environment, keep needless deaths from happening, and create an ideal world for the poor little things. That is why I'm doing this, dear Taylor. That is why, when I get those you put in jail out on insanity pleas, I will bring them back here to find out how the jails treat their inhabitants. As it is, you should thank me, Taylor. For I shall be the one to save you from yourselves." John said, grabbing Taylor by the chin in order to force him to look up into his gaze. His voice, despite its tone, carried no hint of insanity that might be suspected after such a claim, nor did his eyes, though they seemed to calm slightly, as if he was looking at a dog at rest, rather than one who had just done wrong. He said no more, but he kept eye contact, nonetheless.
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Post by Yuki on Apr 7, 2016 11:52:06 GMT -8
Taylor had no real desire to look at the man who had ordered him to be kidnapped. Though it seemed The Doctor wanted his full attention by grabbing him by the chin and forced Taylor to look at him as he spoke. Taylor's eyes grew wide as the man spoke, saying he had planned for his goons to give up and went on to tell Taylor his plans for the world. What really was unsettling is how lowly he spoke of people. Like everyone had to be fixed just so for his utopia. Taylor now started to believe The Doctor is a mad man! And whats worse The Doctor now had his sights on him! With a sudden boost of courage Taylor then smacked The Doctor's hand away. He then stood up quickly and backed away from the man giving a slight glare. " T-that's crazy! And what do you want with me?" Taylor asked as the fear he was feeling started to grow stronger. He had to find a way out of here he did not like the idea of being at the mercy of this mad man!
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Post by The Izzack on Apr 7, 2016 12:25:27 GMT -8
"It is not crazy, little Taylor, it is merely ambitious." Johnathan corrected, seeming not to care that his hand was smacked away, so long as the boy continued looking at him. "Now, as for what I want from you, well, that should be obvious to anyone with even a slight measure of intelligence, though I suppose I shouldn't have expected much from such a foolish race. You have powers, Taylor. You have the ability to manipulate elements of our reality, and change the outcomes of events for good or for ill. Such abilities are a wild card for my plans, for people who can do such things very rarely think and act like normal humans. I have plans to study the thoughts of a criminal with such powers, but for now, I shall study how a hero thinks. I still need to reach a conclusion as to whether your kind will be allowed or not in my utopia, you see." he explained, rather matter of factly, as if he were debating with another doctor at a conference, rather than talking to a prisoner of his.
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Post by Yuki on Apr 7, 2016 14:31:32 GMT -8
Of course it was his powers that got the Doctor's attention. Taylor felt at times having powers where more of a curse then a blessing. Always seemed to lead to more trouble then anything else. Times like this he wished he was just a normal human, but he was born a mutant so there was nothing he could do about that. " Study me??" Taylor said in disbelief. If this guy wanted to study him to see if others like him would fit in his dream world Taylor already knew what the answer would be. None of the hero's would fit and would most likely fight him. Taylor then sat on the floor again, unsure what to say at this point. Or even what to do, he could try and force his way out with his powers but he did not know how many goons where on the other side of that door. Powers where handy but that did not make him unbeatable. Again Taylor looked away from the Doctor as his mind raced, he had to get of out of here.. His only chance he could see is when his family and friends noticed him missing and started looking.. Still then he was stuck.
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Post by The Izzack on Apr 7, 2016 14:52:05 GMT -8
"Yes, little Taylor. How else would I determine the mental state of your kind? It is through study that I will learn whether or not you and those like you will threaten those under my protection, you see." Johnathan said casually, as if he didn't know, or perhaps didn't care how depraved his logic seemed. Just then, a voice came through his radio. "Doctor! I'm so sorry! The cat got away! I'm sorry, doctor, we really should have done better!" Rachel's voice seemed out of place in this scene. She sounded scared, but not the type of fear that one would expect to accompany a man such as Johnathan. No, she seemed like a young kid doing poorly at sports, and being scared that their father was disappointed in them. "Now, now, Rachel. There is no need to be upset," Johnathan offered, his voice oddly gentle, the kindly old gentleman talking sweetly to his cat, "I'm sure you did whatever you could. I didn't need that cat anyway, capturing it would have merely been a bonus, and a small one at that. I am at the safehouse near the bank, please do pay me a visit. Alas, Taylor, it would appear that I have some pressing matters to attend to. Mending a bruised ego takes some time, I'm sure you understand. We shall speak later, if it pleases you." With that, he left, turning his head towards Taylor and smirking that cold, humorless smirk as he revealed that the whole time he had been down there, he had not had the door locked. "Ah, Sean. I see you're back. You seem to have taken a liking to this boy." he said as he turned back towards the door, noticing the man standing in the doorway.
"Ye trusted me with makin' sure th' boy was healthy, an' that's what I'm doin'." Sean replied. In his hands was a tray holding a glass and a pitcher of water. As John went back up the stairs, Sean entered the room. "How're ye holdin' up, lad? Here, you should be drinkin' at least somethin'." he said, placing the tray on the table. He seemed genuinely concerned. Not only in his tone of voice, but in how he acted, in how he brought such a large pitcher, in how he looked at Taylor, like a man would look at a beggar, before giving him the last dollar he had.
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Post by Yuki on Apr 7, 2016 15:22:25 GMT -8
The more the Doctor spoke the more Taylor grew to dislike him. The way he spoke of others and how he seemed to think he was better then everyone.. He was just like any other villain, who wanted to rule over the world. Like the Dragon slayers for one.. Though they where a bit for scary then John though.. Seeing as they where willing to kill, but he had a feeling the Doctor may be willing to kill if he had to. Of course he would get one of his goons to do it.. Taylor then shot glare at the Doctor. Taylor knew the answer what his findings would be. A real hero would try and stop him without a doubt. Just like they would with any other bad guy that wanted to take over the world. But the young boy said nothing and blinked when he over heard a young girl crying that she had been unable to catch a cat. A cat? Had he sent someone after Sunny? " Tried to get Sunny huh? Can see why that failed." Taylor said to himself with a sigh.
That is when Sean came back with water like he had said he would. Taylor looked at the man when he asked if he was doing ok. " I would be a lot better if I was not here." Taylor said as he then stood up. He decided he was going to drink the water at least seeing as he had turned down the food from before. Taylor walked up to the table and poured some water into the cup and started to drink the water. Though said nothing as again he was unsure what to say.
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