[OPEN] easy as 1, 2, 3?

[zabel xandra deliro]

Zqbel took a swallow of the beer, grumbling as he was pulled up, shoved harshpy forward. He stumbled, nearly tripping over the deaf woman as the collar of his shirt was grabbed, a jacket forced onto him, hood yanked up.
"Move it."

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon was pulled from his work to assess another crazy. He guessed he wouldn't have been so angry about it if he'd just been asked once he was done with what he was doing. But he was in the middle of a ton of papers and they'd acted like it was life or death. He walked slowly after the nurse, his clipboard in hand. She lead him into a room and told him his patient would be there shortly.

[zabel xandra deliro]

Zabel laughed as he was led through the hospital, humming. They had decided maybe the coroner could be of use, so why not let him in on what they had here?
Zabel offered his empty beer can out to the guy, who took it in agitation.
He growled as he was shoved into the room, hood yanked down. "You still didn't feed me." He complained.

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon looked up as someone came in, their hood pulled off. He rose an eyebrow, sure he was bring tricked. "I don't need to talk to him to know he's insane. What's in this for you?" He asked, slowly rising to his feet. It only made sense they wanted something out of this. Anyone could see this guy wasn't normal.

[zabel xandra deliro]

Zabel blinked, grinned. He pulled away as the door was closed, wandering around.
The guy shrugged.
"They told me to show him to you. He lives in the laboratory."
"Fucking feed me." Zabel snapped, glaring in agotation.
"I tjink they just want an evaluation before they start a new set of test injections."
"More?" Zabel rose an eyebrow, frowning.

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon looked at the man like he'd lost his mind. "Wait. So you've had this guy here testing on him? You did this to him? And you want me to give you the go-ahead to ruin him a little more?" Deacon laughed, shaking his head. The people around here really were insane, weren't they? Thinking this was okay to do to someone. "No. Request denied. Go back to your day job. You keep putting stuff in here and you're going to end up with a vegetable, Hannibal Lecter, or a corpse."

[zabel xandra deliro]

The guy rose his hands. "Just the messenger. With or without your consent, they'll do it anyway." He smirked.
Zabel just scowled, running fingers along the wall before laughing bitterly. "She heard no evil," He muttered to himself, stomach growling. He eyed the two, then made a run for the door. Instead he was met with a taser, bldid nothing more than grunt and shove the guy backwards, rubbing at his side. "Feed. Me." He spat, glaring down at him.

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon watched him, completely appalled at the way the creature was being treated. "You can't go get him food? I can hold my own against a crazy person until you come back." Sure, he didn't have Derek here. But he doubted the man could do anything to really hurt him. And he had a syringe of sedative in his pocket in case the man came at him. "Who hears no evil?" He asked, sitting down on the edge of the table. "What's evil?"

[zabel xandra deliro]

The guy scowled, but slipped out the door anyway, Zabel nodding approval. He sat down on floor, looking up at the man with a curling smile. "The woman. She couldn't hear." He tapped his fingers on his knees, looking around. "You work here too? Why was the woman not locked up?" Why had she been allowed to walk around unlike him.? "There's others?"

[deacon reid rudman]

The only person Deacon could think that couldn't hear would be the girl with the Greek name. "Her name's Thaleia." He told him, tapping his pen on the table. He nodded at his question. "I'm the coroner. She wasn't locked up because she's not a threat to everyone else. She has to be provoked to fight." He nodded again, wondering if the man had ever seen outside the lab before. He fished his phone out of his pocket, scrolling through his pictures. "That's my daughter and my brother. They're here too." He said, holding out the phone to him.

[zabel xandra deliro]

"Oh." Zabel could care less if he was called crazy. He was, wasn't he? He peered over at the pictures curiously, grinned. "There's lots here?" He ran a hand through his hair, jumping up as food was brought back. He snatched it greedily.
"You want me to go?" The guy asked Deacon.

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon nodded. "Probably hundreds of people. Including staff." He wondered what the guy looked like before all this, if he was one of the people Deacon had assessed. He chewed on his lip, looking up as the nurse came back in. He shrugged his shoulders, scribbling something down on his clipboard. "Do you contain him because he's violent, or because he's weird? Having no human interaction is just going to make him worse. And all of you are so cold and cruel, it's hardly a good influence." He told the man.

[zabel xandra deliro]

Zabel sat down with the food, putting his napkin carefully in his lap.
The guy scowled. "Both. He's violent when he wants to be-"
"He's violent because you're asses," Derek growled, stepping into the room.
The guy rolled his eyes.
"What, are you afraid of people knowing what you've done? You don't even have him in the records. I checked."

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon looked up as Derek came in, his eyes wandering back to the man on the floor. "I hope you're keeping record of what you're doing to him. When you end up with some man eating creep, I'm gonna laugh. I'll stand here and laugh because you're all a bunch of fucking freaks, doing this to people. A not-even-two-year-old girl too, no less. You're all sick. And you heed no warning. Half the people in the morgue wouldn't be there if you'd listened to me once in a blue moon. But no."

[zabel xandra deliro]

Zabel glanced up between careful bites of food.
The guy shrugged. "Like he could care."
Derek growled in agitation, but stopped when Zabel cleared his throat.
"I care," He muttered, eyes flashing. He glared over at the nurse, setting his food down. "I care." He repeated, starting to get up. The guy scrambled back. "Sit down freak."
Zabel just laughed. "No." He mumbled something else to himself, grabbing the guy by the hair.