two leaders's new office

"Break down the things that this second type needs in steps then perhaps it will be easier

to decipher." Ozgood would say trying to figure out what miles was getting at.

"better yet i can let you study one of them"

*miles would shape a clone of squish one of Dr. Sin's experiments whom he had killed but with his tar in contact with him he could mimic him. the ten year old child had pure white eyes and a creepily happy grin*

"this is squish on of them. do you require an inside look?"

"I am not really an autopsy type of person. I am going to need assistance with this one."

{Ozgood would say thinking of who would be right for this job.}

"You think Sedgar might be able to anylize this?"

"unneeded i warn you now if you have a weak stomach look away anyone."

*miles would say as he shaped the clone to levitate then split his stomach open letting his insides be visible. the insides would have many many surgery marks, stitches and removed organs some even vital to live with.*

"Ozgood would view attempting to analyze the properties of the body parts along side

miles"

"any idea?"

*miles would ask ozgood controlling the clone*

"Look away you guys!"

She demanded her guard entourage in the doorway and slowly they did. Lin carefully and curiously watched until Miles' clone opened up his own stomach. She gave out a scream which made the guards look immediately.

"Miss Redhun--"

They looked to Miles as well, dismayed, some sick.

"M-Miles!"

Linnea had lost her footing and sat on the floor in her overly sized robes, a trembling lip. Her hazel eyes had closed shut tightly at what she saw...

"Ewie....."

*miles would immidatley dismiss the clone*

"my apologies"

*miles would retract the ooze*

"we can study it in secret later"

The girl sniffled on the floor as a guard tried to help her up. He grabbed her left arm carefully, as Lin's other hand wiped her eyes. Her headdress was a little lopsided as she had fallen. As she tried to get up, Linnea nearly fell again, tripping on the robe dress. The guards caught her and then lifted her upon her feet.

"Miles? What's wrong with your stomach?"

She asked carefully after she had firmly found balance.

"what are you talking about?"

*miles would ask confused*

"if your referring to being able to see that and be able to stomach seeing it i have seen worse. although for your sake i won't describe it or were you already aware of my origins?"

"Don't worry miss Miles will be fine!"

{Ozgood would say this to reassure that Miles is indeed A ok}

"Alright...if you say sooo.."

She said softly, looking away still. the sight disturbed her a little, even as a healer. She wasn't used to having wounds be that bad.

"I suppose it's something I have to get used to then.."

(lil misunderstanding but it's resolved now. and so others are aware the clone is not of miles it's of squish one of dr. sin's experiments NOT miles XD)

"lin could you assist me in tracking down the man who does this to unwilling subjects? i fear he still lives in esc somewhere"

*miles would say to her looking for aid*

Suddenly her demeanor became serious. Her hazel eyes focused and for some odd reason, she looked much more mature. The air about her changed...as it did when she spoke at meetings or planned things. The guards whispered among each other, explanations going all around.

"...I could perhaps try to find this person. Using a few indicators, we can try to track him down by his own energetic signature, however..."

Lifting a finger to her lips in thought, Lin shifted her body just a tad. She tapped her finger on her chin.

"...Someone else would have to dispatch him. None of my normal guards can, I fear, though, I myself can try to help you."

Several guards tried to protest which she held up a hand to silence him quickly, her eyes glancing back at them for a second, then refocused them upon Miles.

"i will find someone too even if i have to myself"

*miles would say looking back at the pile of papers. but first i must research*

"While you research I will start preparing the first batch of weaponry. Any specific style of

weapons Miles?"

"whatever you think works best" *miles would say*

"Very well then I will go fashion a bunch of different types for ya! You mind making the

materials though I am running kinda low."

"name the type and how much and i shall have a clone deliver it"

*miles would state to ozgood*

"Well if we are looking for nice durable weapons titanium will be nice. I know this is much

but with a big order like this can I get 100 ingots?

*miles took note of it and wrote it down*

"it will be delivered within 3 hours to your forge"

"Very well then I must make haste. I will return to my forge immediately" {Ozgood would

run out making loud clanking sounds as he exited.}

Taz would wake up, having fallen asleep on her desk. Shed look up delirious, and look about the room.

"Miles.... Whats going on?"

"i am studying into a matter regarding Dr. Sin"

*miles would answer*

"Um..."

She would stare blankly at him, not fully processing any of that yet. Once she did, shed respond.

"Is he really a threat at the present time? I havent heard heads nor tails of him in awhile. Why are we suddenly so concerned about 'im?"

She then yawned, shook her head to wake up alittle, and laid her head back down on her arms.