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Originally Posted by DragonChaos

Red watched as Amelia drifted to unconsciousness in his arms, giving a slight sigh. He replayed the comment she made about the specific mortals known as scientists putting her and others through other things, which made him a bit angry. Since the camera was destroyed, he could say what he wanted, but at the same time the scientists could be coming to subdue him. "I will make those mortals pay, Amelia. You shall suffer no more while I stay in this world." He said in general, though it mainly was to his unconscious summoner. He now needed to make a choice; whether to leave this room with Amelia, or sit here and wait for her to get up. Since he didn't know the layout of the area besides this room, he decided to sit here with her in his arms, putting her on his lap as he rested a hand on her head, closing his eyes. This did give him time to practice the ability of stealing memories, since he was very rusty at that, which was only because he had to have physical contact with someone long enough to do it, but would he really want to do it to the one who summoned him?

Originally Posted by Sasukewolf (madness)

His eyes glowed as a sign burns into Cronos hand “ good. Now than the deal is made, upon your freedom comes my revenge on a fox soul. I thank you... but this is not the end. You must grow stronger in order to fully use my power but that will be easy. I mean you did marry a rather... interesting girl” he says playfully as the darkness disappears and a tall man with horns and a rather tired face but despite that he was a handsome man with blood red eyes and a couple of rings. He also wore a black and red suit. “ either way it’s a pleasure Cronos of Time. You can sleep safe now”

Originally Posted by Aleka

"Well, greetings then." He said with a slight dip of his head. He let his talons drop when Noctis was done shaking it. "Most scientists here are just.." He unpleasantly trailed off with a raspy hiss. He huffed quietly when the subject asked for his name. "I doubt that you don't know who I am, considering who that you summoned me and such." He replied simply, the red blinking from the camera catching his attention for a moment. It was being quite annoying, with its incoherent flashing. He considered for a moment to at least break it, but he knew the scientists wouldn't appreciate that. Well, what could they do to me anyways? He wondered, still staring at the camera. Dryft closed his eyes for a moment, looking lost in thought for a few seconds. A moment later, a thick sheet of frost covered most of the camera, causing the red light to be less visible, so at least it didn't catch his attention so easily. That was better. It wouldn't distract him as much. Turning back to Noctis, he gaze lingered over some of the cuts visible on his arm. "Huh." He stated in simple words.

It had taken Amelia awhile to regain consciousness, that was for certain. But her mind reached put to Red, almost willing to let him sift through her memories. (Assuming he did) Vague flashes of times before the Lab briefly appeared, each memory happy and joyous. Amelia had once been an energetic child with a bubbly personality rival to nobody else. However, her memories turned sour as they revealed the events leading up to the present. Amelia's attitude had become submissive and shy, doing whatever she possibly could to keep from being experimented on in torturous ways. Blinding white lights and a sparse hospital room made up her visual of the lab, only leaving the glorified cell to participate in experiments alongside the other test subjects. The dark hallway Amelia had walked down was one of the only places without the white florescent lights, and how she perceived Red was not as a demon, but as a real person untainted by the unholy, disgusting experiments performed by the real demons in the mortal world. It was then that thee young woman's eyes fluttered open, a look of confusion and slight fright flickering in her eyes as she looked up at Red. It took a moment for the previous few minutes to register, and once they did she visibly relaxed. She sat up slowly, a red tint coloring her face as she realized she had fallen asleep in Red's arms. "S-sorry aba-about that." Amelia apologized, rubbing her uninjured arm and biting down on her lip again. She didn't recall the memories she had willingly let Red look through, and was simply embarrassed that she had fallen asleep on top of him.

Cronos grimaced as Sasuke burned the symbol into his hand, his fingers twitching the only sign that he felt pain from receiving the mark. He looked up at the demon, watching him transform into a more humanoid figure. "Yes, well, Aziz is rather strong-willed." He mumbled, mostly to himself rather than Sasuke. The man shifted, dropping his hand and letting it hang limply at his side. His hazel eyes studied Sasuke for a moment, taking in the man's new appearance. Had Cronos been interested in guys- which he wasn't- he would likely have found Sasuke attractive in an odd, demonic bad-boy way. The man stretched out slightly, his thoughts drifting to his younger, missing siblings Metis and Prometheus. His family had an odd thing for naming their children after mythological Greek figures, which was why Cronos found it odd when Sasuke referred to him as "Cronos of Time". Now that he had the powers of a demon at his disposal, was it possible that he could possibly become the Titan he had been named after? The thought made his stomach churn with mixed emotions, so he focused his thoughts back onto Sasuke. "Revenge on a fox soul?" He found himself asking to his own bewilderment. Why ask about that in particular? He shook his head and looked back at Sasuke, waiting patiently for an answer.

Noctis watched Dryft curiously, his attention being grabbed by the camera as it frosted over. He blinked, studying the patterns in the frost for a moment before turning back to look at Dryft with a slight smile. "Beautiful." He complimented, gesturing at the frost on the camera. He noticed the ice demon looking at his arm and he chewed on the inside of his cheek with distaste written on his face. "The uncouth brutes that call themselves scientists have a morbid way of approaching things." He explained briefly, his words bitter. Why do they have to cut into us to extract blood samples? It would be cleaner and much more effective to use a needle... even in this situation, using a knife is just brutish. He tried for a pleasant smile, clasping his hands together behind his back. "I suppose we ought to get to know each other better, seeing as we're about to make a deal." He mused, taking a seat on the floor and propping his head up in his hands, his elbows resting on his knees. He looked up at Dryft, waiting for his response patiently. As he waited, his mind drifted to thoughts of the past, growing nostalgic in appearance and tilting his head slightly. "Were you human once?" He suddenly asked, looking up at Dryft with genuine curiosity gleaming in his deep blue eyes.