"Of course I'm nervous! I've never really worked here before!" Tugging at his shirt collar, Min scanned around the room, though he already knew it wasn't worth much. His eyes darted back and forth, between the scientist who was escaping an area very burnt and another intern. "Geez, you'd think they'd have, you know, safety measures and all that so we wouldn't get burned, you know?" The other intern nodded, these freaks were too much sometimes. Shrugging the scientist gave a simple, "What can you do?" and left the building. Honestly, they didn't even give them a handbook or something...or if they did to interns, he never got his. Maybe he was too new? Oh well. Going outside, he saw the spectacle of the same girl who probably burned the scientist throwing fire at the crowd.
...Oh God, they don't pay me enough for this.
Min had already grabbed the fire extinguisher, perhaps on instinct. Immediately, he dashed over to the place, making sure to put out the fires while also simultaneously forcing people away, "Hey, hey! She obviously doesn't want...attention right now, stay around and you'll get burned!" Pushing the last straggler away, he sighed. Putting out the fires while watching over his back to make sure he himself didn't get on fire was a pretty strenuous task. Already, this job proved to be very....interesting, to say the very least. Glancing behind him again, he caught a flash of the normally very volatile girl get quiet, for whatever reason. Of course, he really didn't want to talk to her about correct behavior, but it WAS his paycheck on the line.
The ground was still hot from the fires, even after he extinguished them.
Hm. That's something to take note of....I suppose I should write down about all these guys....might give me an edge in not getting injured around the area. Glancing around to make sure any of the audience hadn't drifted back in, he frowned at the unrepentant..'Misery' as denoted by the other intern. "Hey, uh, Misery? Nice to meet you and all, my name's Min, I'm a new intern. Sorry to get off on the wrong foot, but uh, please don't just shoot fire at the....audience. ...Well, unless your supposed to, I have no idea what this place is about, but hey, a job's a job I suppose." Glancing at the winged girl next to her, he remarked to himself, faintly, "Though, not a very good one with all due respect." Straightening himself up, he felt he had to ask, "Hey, does shooting out fire hurt you? I don't really understand how you...uh, work, but if you need some ice packs or something, just give a holler or whatever, I have to admit, I don't know if interns are actually issued those, but I'll figure something out if it makes you not so....pyro happy." Sensing, or maybe just paranoid about the possibility of being burned, he backed off a few feet, "Course, I guess I really can't stop you. But hey, um, just....do it less, I guess?"
Walking away, he felt as if he had only accomplished to look like a fool who didn't know what he was doing. Though, the be honest, he DIDN'T know what he was doing. All he knew was that 'the show must go on' or something along those lines. He wasn't really given any orders to follow. He should probably ask one of the scientists.....oh well, that could be for another time.
"What do you do?"
A rather emo looking kid, if he had to judge honestly, stood before him, poking a stick through the bars of the cage. Oddly enough, Soren expected worst. Then again, it's not like anyone would throw bricks or anything just to see how-
"HEY!"
The stick jabbed into his ribs this time, and he rose his head up; the kid finally got his attention.
"I'm like, your first visitor, or whatever! Do something cool!"
Ooh, can I, can I, can I?
Soren frowned, muttering more to himself than at the boy, "Glad to see that your liking this place...." Six replied with a cheery, Hey! This is fun! Now, let's do some good old fashioned....
Soren's eyes glassed over, and his blue eyes changed into a dull amber, "....Wanna see a magic trick?"
The boy was silent, urging him to go on with his hands.
Soren's skin paled, then he seemed to shrink into himself for a bit. His clothes changed color to a dark crimson red, and they changed shape, forming a red hoodie over a white shirt. His hair grew longer, and changed to a lighter red. Both his nose and mouth became less pronounced, and his eyes grew wider. Before long, a girl was standing in his place, grinning at the boy akin to a shark,
"Tada!"
Interested, the boy pulled the stick back and basically interrogated her, "So, how do you do that? Does it hurt your bones when you change your body structure? Is..."
As he was talking, her eyes were scanning him, an almost eerie stare that stopped all of his questions. Confused, he asked, "What's up?"
"No, no. Stay there. Stay riiiiight there......"
Finished, she seemed to give off a genuine smile, only making the boy feel more uncomfortable. By this time, one of his friends joined them.
"Hey, you find out what this girl does?" He was an older guy, maybe an older brother....taking his emo, younger brother out to the human equivalent of the zoo to look at all the freaks.
"Yeah! She can like, change genders!" Was his happy, fake reply. Shrugging, the older guy walked away, leaving the younger guy in front of her cage again.
"Man, you really don't like him, do you? That was really fake." Her response caught him off guard, of course, even he knew that his happy reply was pretty much as she said it was.
"Yeah, well, he's kind of a jerk. He doesn't really pay attention to me, and all that." Sheepishly, the boy looked as if he was embarrassed to tell his secrets to a girl he never met before...but for some odd reason, those amber eyes lulled him in a false sense of security, hypnotizing him to a small extent.
"Aw, is that so? You can tell me about it, if you'd like, I'll listen." Perhaps on purpose, her voice seemed to have the effect of lowering his guard. Her voice was relaxing.
"..Okay, here, you see....when I was...."
It continued on like that for a while. It was odd, in a sense. In a way, Soren felt as if he was watching everything with his own eyes, except he wasn't doing anything, it was all Six. Hearing the boy's frustrations, he made the mental image of Six as a therapist, it was amusing to him, to think that Six could be a therapist. After about twenty minutes, the boy seemed spent, but pretty happy.
"...Thanks, um...sorry, I didn't catch your name."
"Me? Well, I don't have a name. I'm just a number. Six. Or, Persona Non Grata Six."
"Persona Non Grata? Isn't that Latin for.....an unwelcome person?"
At this, she smiled sadly,
"Of course. In a sense, we're the Personae Non Gratae, we're the Unwanted People. No one wants us."
The boy cocked his head, "Us? So there's more of you?"
"Yeah, but most of them don't like...taking over. They like to just watch, and listen. Well, some of them. Some are just rowdy."
Just nodding, the boy walked away, satisfied, though, he turned back, and after an odd pause placed a ten dollar bill inside the cage. "For snacks, you know?" Was his last comment as he walked away.
"Hm. Hey, Base, think we should take it?"
Changing back, Soren grabbed the dollar bill, placing it into his pocket, "No. If a scientist sees it, they'll want it. I'm still not sure how they're funded, but we'll give it to a scientist. Kinda like work. Except we don't get paid." Staring out of his cage again, he resumed his brooding, letting the ten dollar bill conspicuously peek out of his pocket. Six, meanwhile, just smiled at the recent events. This IS interesting! Frowning, Soren silently wondered what interesting would mean as they became more acquainted with their new home.
