Welcome to the Animus - (Accepting)

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Thank you..." Haytham and Malak sighed together.  

[Zahzi]

"Fricking women always making life soooo much more intolerable than it already is..." Reaver grumbled, walking into the next room.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"I heard that, ya jackass!" Haytham snapped, following Reaver with a glare.  

[Zahzi]

"THAT'S THE POINT WOMAN!"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"YOU KNOW WHAT?!" Haytham started to yell, before the world around them went white..

As the argument continued between the two, visions of the screen that sat before their eyes flashed in a blue and white world, before the world was suddenly filled with color again, the glass screen sliding away as they regained control of themselves.

"...We're done for now, Mister Grant and Miss Summers." Vidic grunted, giving the two dull stares.
"It's late. Go rest." He added, as the sound of air could be heard being released as a door slid open not far from where the two laid on the animuses.  

[Zahzi]

"Well...That was amusing..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Yes... I suppose one such as yourself could find such a bloody ancestor amusing." Vidic grunted, busy typing away and what looked like a small laptop attached to a small desk that was connected to the Animuses.

"Now. Off to bed." He ordered, waving his hand as if shooing them away.

The woman, sat up now on her Animus, stared at Vidic, before giving a grunt and walking to the newly opened door.  

[Zahzi]

"Bed, eh? Wasn't there something my ancestor said about Templars and Beds..?" Nick asked with a smirk.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Yes. There was. You'll need to research on your own time." Vidic growled.

"Now go to bed."  

[Zahzi]

"Oh, I know EXACTLY what he said." Nick said with a toothy grin.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Mister Grant, will you go to bed already. Or do you prefer sitting on the animus all day and letting your sanity rot away until you commit suicide?" Vidic snapped, glaring at him.  

[Zahzi]

"Ohh, touchy~" Nick said, holding out his arms.
After a shrug, he walked into the same room the woman went into.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

As soon as Nick was through the doors, two beeps were heard before red lights suddenly lit up the door, signaling it was locked.

"...Do you always have to piss off the doctor who holds knives to our throats?" The woman growled, glaring at him.  

[Zahzi]

"Oh please, if he wanted us dead, we'd be in an unmarked grave somewhere..." Nick scoffed, sitting on a bed.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"We obviously have something he wants. No doubt he'll kill us when we unwillingly give it to him." She grunted, continuing to glare at him.