Calvator Conspiracy (Accepting)

[Randomly Gone Insane]

". . .Remind to make that child's next session with us extremely painful." Calvin said plainly, before looking at Stein, nodding to him.

Stein's eyes slowly scanned from the window to Sean. He then just stared at Sean for a few moments, doing nothing else. Not even taking a breath in from his cigarette.
Finally, he took in a breath, blowing the smoke out slowly as he looked away from Sean, back to the window.
"I'm the new resident doctor. You may call Doctor Franken Stein."  

[SoujiAtsumi]

Sean laughed when Stein introduced him self. "Well looks like Brads got someone new to bug." He said, not looking away from the computer. "And i'll make sure of it boss." He added to Calvin.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Perhaps." Calvin and Stein grunted together.

Jacob let out a heavy groan, his neck pain beginning to bother him. One should never spend too much time looking up...
"Abagail, you're going to make yourself more sick." He pestered, glaring up at her figure.

"Bah! The fresh air is doing me good." Abagail grunted, flying above the trees. "Besides, I thought you wanted this?"

"Yeah. And I also want you to not KILL yourself."

"You're so a crab..." She groaned, floating down lower into the same tree Sayuri was hidden within.  

[Zahzi]

Brad walked into the room and looked around before looking out the window.
"...I don't understand why you don't just leave them out there instead of stocking them in cages like inventory..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"The children know nothing of order, and order is what keeps this place running. If we let the children run free, there will be anarchy, and this place will not run." Calvin said, slowly looking at Brad.

"...And we wouldn't want that, would we?"  

[Zahzi]

"Oh I dunno...That didn't work LAST time, did it?" Brad asked, referring to when he broke out.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"You were a pure example of anarchy. A pure example order is the only thing that keeps us running properly."  

[Zahzi]

"...You really wanna call this order? Abducting children form their lives and families in order to work on some radical idea of some 'super-soldier'..?" Brad asked, raising an eyebrow and crossing his arms.
"Sounds like YOU'RE the anarchist here, Calvin."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Ahh, but I'm not just creating super-soldiers." Calvin said with a closed eye smile. "Yes, you and Jacob are turning out to be so, but I'm working toward the goal of a perfect human." He pointed a finger in the air as he turned to face Brad.

"And these children were the anarchists, dear Brad. They were constantly fighting with their parents, peers... Just creating problems. So I took out the problems."

Stein's eyes slowly shifted to Brad. It was obvious right off the bat he was examining him.
...A perfect human...
Stein grunted, slowly turning back to the window.  

[Zahzi]

"I guess this is the part where we're surprised you lived without friends, parents, or peers, Calvin?" Brad asked with a dull stare.
"Those 'problems' are just apart of life."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Oh, but I have many friends." Calvin smirked, holding one hand out to present Sean, while the other presented Stein.

Stein barely reacted, only putting out his cigarette, with another grunt.  

[Zahzi]

"Oh really?" Brad asked, his eyebrow still raised.
"Then perhaps you'd explain why you're the only one who doesn't want to be a freak like the rest of us?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Because I want to perfect the methods of achieving a perfect human before I participate. It wouldn't do much good if I were a mistake."

Stein then suddenly looked at Brad.
"...How did you know?"  

[Zahzi]

"What, besides the fact that as my 'job as security' I'm supposed to know? I can tell just by your stature." Brad said before looking at Calvin.
"Ahh...A cowardly Anarchist too..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Call me what you like, Brad." Calvin chuckled. "I am a God of order." He continued to laugh, turning back to the window.

"How does my stature give me away?" Stein asked, raising an eyebrow.