“Hey, man, don’t be freakin’,” Noisemaster said, holding his hands up in a casually dismissive gesture. This guy definitely didn’t have any style, but Noisemaster could deal with that. At least he looked and talked like he had half a brain.
"Lemme guess: you found yourself jacked up in some room, listenin’ to a white coat jawin’ ‘bout a—” he air-quoted, “—social experiment, righ’? Takin’ a good look ‘round, you know you ain’t where you’re from.” He put his hand on his hip and jabbed a thumb at his chest. “Same goes for me, man, and a whole bunch’a other girls n’ boys ‘round here.”
To be honest, Noisemaster didn’t know much more about what was going on than this stranger probably did. After all, it had only been a short while ago that he’d been in the same situation, wandering around this dank city with only half an idea as to why he was there. … Come to think of it, he still didn’t know why he was there. Not like he was gonna tell this stranger that, though.
"Name’s Noisemaster,” he finally introduced himself. “What’s your deal, bro?”
Jason narrowed his eyes even more; so this was a thing that happened to pretty much everyone? Then surely he didn’t have something really special that targeted him, those were some good news, good as much as they could be.
"So what, they’re keeping people here caged up like lab rats? And nobody’s doing something about this? I may not have my guns, but I know that I can beat some sense into those..science guys”, he growled.
He wasn’t happy to be treated that way, that was clear, and to hear that this was a common occurrence upset him even more. He wasn’t going to lose it now, he got through that stage, he was going to be calm and logical. As much as he could be, that is. Counting down the minutes until he snapped was a different kind of deal.
“Don’t get too friendly with me.”, he warned him. He would tell off people like Roy off for calling him names and he wouldn’t allow a strange creature to do the same.
Lucifel chuckles, and his smile is both smug and serene. He’s more than happy to explain. “Well, violence, greed, voracity…” He pauses, almost teasingly, as though waiting for an objection before laying out the flip side of the coin.
“Determination, creativity, ingenuity.” A light shrug. “You all will never cease to amaze me.”
Jason waited patiently for the man before him to finish his preaching session about humanity. He didn’t seem moved by his words in the slightest, he wasn’t exactly the type of guy who believed in ‘the good in every person’.
“I’m glad that we keep entertaining you.,..?”, he gestured, to indicate that he didn’t know his name to address him. “People never change, that’s a given fact.”
