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"It's simple. All I need is..." Cedric paused for a moment, looking the elemental up and down. Would the parasite even work on this creature? He questioned. I mean, he doesn't have veins. What would it bond with?" "All you need to do is sit tight for now, maybe cause some trouble every so often just to keep the orderlies off of myself. I'll talk to Finch when I can and he'll tell me whatever he has planned." With that, Cedric turned to take his leave, debating whether or not to scout for other possible allies or return to Ward A. (( Sorry for the long wait in reply, got called away for some

"Right...Message boy...Anyways, his name is Finch, an inmate down in Ward A. That's all I can say; that's all I know. Just like everybody else here, he likes to keep secrets." Cedric replied. "As for how, I'm not sure either. I was just told to recruit the strongest and...well whoever is willing and we'll go from there. Is that enough for you?"

"I'm not even sure myself," Cedric chuckled. "But honestly, who wants to be trapped in this hell hole? I had no say in coming to this place, and I have no say in leaving. I just figure with the right type of....power, some of us might just stand a chance." He hesitated as he thought on the previous encounters with Finch and the vampire. "Others are willing, so could you..."

Cedric paused for a moment, moving only to jot down a quick note before returning to reality. "Well, like I said, this isn't really my ward so I'm not authorized to do anything. I'm just here to...scout potential escapees." Leaning against the opposite wall, he noticed the dehumidifier sitting the corner of the cell. Cedric gestured to the device with his pen. "Though I might be persuaded to tweak that thing just a little for you. To slowly drain the battery without the other orderlies noticing."

"Water, huh?" Cedric said, eyeing the elemental up and down. "I guess that makes sense. I'm no expert on elementals but isn't water also your source of power? Wouldn't I just be making you stronger?"

Cedric turned at the noise, facing what appeared to be a water elemental, though the absence of water in the air was notable. "I'm sorry," Cedric started, flipping through his clipboard. "I'm not typically schedule to be up here so I don't really know what to give you." Plucking the cigarette from his mouth, he dragged the ash along the wall of the cell, diminished the fire. "Though you could tell me what you eat. Along with whatever else you may wish to share."

"That's how his power works," Cedric retorted, beginning to take his leave. "I'll be back eventually with yours. Need to see what other wonders this ward holds first." As he returned to surveying the cells, Cedric shook his head briefly. The donating blood part he could do, but breaking the bond was completely out of his hands. He was sure his vampire friend wouldn't be too fond of knowing that, thus he decided to keep it quiet. All this trouble to pursue, more or less, being fired from a job he demanded he be a part of, Cedric was regretting his career choice slowly. He should have went to

"There's a lot of things I don't know," Cedric chuckled, pulling a cigarette and match from his coat. A quick flick of his wrist and the orderly was inhaling the coveted nicotine. "I don't know why you would be worried about us...humans...getting ourselves into trouble. I don't know if we even could escape with everyone's help. I'm just a man of science, trying to find answers." A faint cry rang through him, causing a stinging sensation to strike his arm. Cedric looked down and noticed the parasite-infested veins pulse with each breath he inhaled. It was feeding the creature, though it didn't

Cedric knew he was gambling with only theory to back his assumptions but it was the best bet he had. "If I understand his power correctly, our life forces would be tied." He propped himself against the cement wall that separated each cell. "If one of us dies, we all die. If one of us is immortal, we're all immortal." "The protection policy," Cedric clarified. "Was me being nice."

"I'll keep it brief," Cedric smirked. "I didn't sign up for this type of job, and I'm sure you're not fond of being caged here. There's an inmate down in Ward A, he bonds with people and can mimic their life force. With the right power, he can get us out of here. Keep me off your...lunch menu, and I'll inform him that you're willing to help. Or at least, willing to not interfere."

The hate could be felt through the words, passing through Cedric as if he was transparent. Quickly, he looked up and down the hallways, void of life other than the captives and himself. "What if," he started, leaning slightly towards the vampire. "I could make you a deal of sorts..."

Cedric cringed, wondering how the stranger knew his name yet he knew nothing of him. It was an odd predicament given the positions. "Just taking notes of you captives. Learning what I can, questioning what I can't, that sort of thing. Don't suppose you want to tell me all the things you're capable of, would you?"

Cedric looked up from the clipboard, greeted by snake-like eyes. The glare of death penetrated the orderly from the cell, tearing into his soul. Hesitantly, Cedric flipped through the pages he held, scanning each word slowly. "Mortal..." he muttered, unable to find anything of value. "In this place, that's pretty much what we all are. So what makes you so special?"

(( Realized the way I made Finch's powers and his first bond being the orderly, I kinda roped myself into doubling for now...Oh well. I Shall name him Cedric! )) Escorting his companion back to his cell, Cedric's eyes focused on the clipboard in hand. Faded ink detailed the tasks of each orderly and their corresponding inmates, void of any useful information for him to abuse. The only thing that stood out were the numbers alongside each inmate's name which vaguely gauged their threat levels. Under the Ward C section, the numbers stood drastically higher from the other wards. "Why so focused

Ward A Nails stained a crimson red, Finch's hand slowly raked the flesh of his arm. Cuts and scars were sketched across every inch of skin, most old with past experiences. As blood seeped into the wooden table of the community room, the orderly assigned to escort him winced with pain from each motion. "Is this neccessary?" The orderly asked through gritted teeth. "Stop bitching," Finch hissed, slowing the pace of the gashing. "It hurts me as well. The parasite has to feed." "And if it doesn't?" He demanded. "It'll kill one of us...probably." The orderly stared at his arm, cov