Who: Recon; tag Sentient When: Tuesday, October 14, 2008 Where: Outside Mansion What: The life and times of the Healer and the Animator Status: In Progress Rating: PG
"That was when I knew I wanted to be a doctor. I wanted to know that even without my mutation, I would always have the power to help others through skill and knowledge. Plus, I would be working side-by-side with geniuses on a regular basis, which is another reason why I couldn’t pass it up, not to mention going to medical school for free. I'm happy here, I just…I don’t know. I just always feel like I could be happier you know."
Josiah had accompanied Conlan on his guard shift up in one of the make-shift towers. Joe sat with his back against the railing as Sentient stood a few feet from him facing towards the wooded area. Joe’s knees were hiked up near his chest as he fiddled with a dead leaf that was delivered to him by the breeze. The sun had set a few hours ago and the temperature was dropping at a steady pace making the wood beneath them dewy and the smell of dead leaves more pungent.
Their conversation had no limits; from family to friends, aspirations to failures, nothing seemed to escape their growing hunger to learn more about each other. It was like not seeing your best friend for twenty years and then boom, they’re here. They were spending more time together, more than they both had realized. The animator saw less of his recently infected brother and Joe saw less of the lab, almost to the point that his work suffered neglect. But time out of the dungeon proved beneficial to the young doctor, his mood improved exponentially.
“What about you? Are you happy here?” Joe asked while gazing upward toward the clouds that had drifted apart just enough to see a few stars peaking through.