"I give about a fuck all, Clyde."

[22:38] Cam Scorfield nods passively at Laurick, his attention drawn towards the smaller hybrid he had just left in the cell. "Hard at work, yeah?", he queries in an unemotional tone.

 

[22:39] Laurick Scarbridge's hands were wrapped behind his back as he watched the monitors of the cells. He turned his head to regard Cam, and with a grin on his full lips replied, "Science is never work," then he turned his head to look back at the cells.

 

[22:41] Cam Scorfield draws a deep breath and swallows, "What'd you do....to the young 'brid if ya don't mind my query..."

 

[22:42] Laurick Scarbridge turned his head, as his eyes seemed to brighten up when he looked at Cam. He'd hit the right spot. Laurick reached up and tapped at the tip of his nose as he spoke, "I cut his head open. Then using the technology of the base of the excruciator I've been working on, which is magnificent in itself, I rewired him. I think I might have worked a little too hard, well, no, I don't. But! Kwa hoo hoo hoo! Either way. I rewired him. I removed his aggressive circuitry. Little things were wired to fight, that they were!"

 

[22:44] Cam Scorfield clenches his jaw, grinding his teeth as he speaks, "Yeah...I know alot about that. First hand knowledge, if you get my drift. Knew a guy once, had his head all screwed up...rewired so to speak. People who did it thought they were doing it for the better, you know?", he stops a moment to suppress a cough, "But they were just doing it to control him. That what this is?"

 

[22:45] Laurick Scarbridge just tapped at the tip of his nose as he leans in, "I'm not doing it for the betterment of anything. There's no point to lie. I hate life. I hate /all/ life. I want it dead. I want it gone. I want it buried. This is just one step to cowtailing creatures like this," he said, tilting his head from side to side. He turned his gaze back to the prison cells, "It's a measure to another measure. That is all. "

 

[22:47] Cam Scorfield purses his lips, "Kind of a fucked view if you ask me, saying ya hate life. Yer alive, so technically you'd hate yourself...", he squints his good eye, the cybernetic one staring at him intently, "...self destructive."

 

[22:48] Laurick Scarbridge didn't even look at Cam when he said that, and just laughed, "Kwa hoo hoo hoo!" His point was likely made by that reaction.

 

[22:51] Cam Scorfield curls his lip, "Know your type well....", he takes a step towards Laurick, tilting his head to the side. "You started with the little one, didn't you?"

 

[22:52] Laurick Scarbridge turned his head toward Cam with that same grin that was always on his lips. His heterochromic gaze locked onto the cybernetic implant of the crusted soldier, "I started with the most aggressive. There was no particular order. Only as I felt like it."

 

[22:55] Cam Scorfield 's jaw clenches , "I don't like the way you think, Clyde.", he takes another step forward, "Acting all billy on ruggers, it ain't term in my book. People like you...way you think...make me sick."

 

[22:57] Laurick Scarbridge just grins all the same as he turned to face Cam, "Oh? Is that so? What makes you think I care what makes you sick and what doesn't? Do you think that will make me sleep less soundly at night? Do you think I am bothered by it? If I cared what you thought, or what they thought, or what anyone would think, do you think that I would do such things? Kwa hoo hoo hoo!" He laughed and shook his head as he tapped at the tip of his nose, still grinning, "Science is the name of the game. Deaths are acceptable. Failures are not. If they die even in success? I still don't care. Either way, I don't care. That I don't."

 

[23:01] Cam Scorfield 's nostrils flare, "Let me tell you something about science...", he flexes his fingers into fists and back out, showing Laurick his hands, displaying the scarring of his skin, "I know it well. I know death well. Twenty four hours a day for a year I experienced death. I never slept, couldn't. You know what you learn from that? Death isn't special, it's ordinary. Life isn't special. I am incapable of caring one way or another what you think, what you say. I'm not trying to be the big man here, I'm not trying to scare you. But say that shit again, and problem, shiv?", he spits to the side, "I fucking hate scienpricks."

 

[23:07] Laurick Scarbridge glanced down at the scarring on his hand curiously for a few moments. The red headed Corporal tilted his head from side to side and then looked up when Cam finished speaking. He looked up with that same full lipped grin, "I don't care what you're trying to do. I will continue to do what I do, and you will continue to do what you do." He shook his head, then turned his gaze back toward the cells, "Death isn't special at all. Life isn't special. I agree with you, that I do. It is all the same thing. We're all already dead anyway, so why bother struggling with it? I hate it. I'll make it stop," he said, then looked back to Cam, and tilted his head from side to side once more, "If I can make more realize that this existence isn't worth living, and have them off themselves before I have to, then I've done my job. It's that simple, that it is." He closed his eyes, and then opened them again slowly while he looked at Cam. He never stopped grinning widely. "And all the same, if you'd like to, I'd be more than happy to fix that little problem you have with your hand. I could fix that glitch with your eye. I could fix your skin. I could stop that pain that you feel if you wanted. But, I think you like it. In a way, I think you love it. You know, the way that a warrior would wear his scars? I wear mine as well. I wear my pleasure. This is my pleasure. But, all the same, I could take that away from you. But even then, I could just take your life from you as well. Hm. I don't know," he practically coo'd the last words and tilted his head from side to side. His gaze moved back to the cells. "For now, they still have their's."

 

[23:11] Cam Scorfield hisses through clenched teeth, "For guy who talks alot you don't listen for shit, Clyde. Kinda bullshit Doc Loire used to tell me....don't talk to me about pain, you don't know about pain.", a high pitched metallic whine shrieks from his mouth as he bites down in anger, grinding his teeth, "Keep it up, bleeder. One thing I know for certain, what goes around comes around, shiv?" He takes a step back, turning towards the door.

 

[23:14] Laurick Scarbridge just laughed all the same, "Kwa hoo hoo hoo! I wonder, you're right, I don't know pain. But, I wonder, what do you know about the Northern Virginia area in the shattered union of the United States of America, blue eye?"

 

[23:17] Cam Scorfield stops midstep, "I give about a fuck all, Clyde." He pulls his berret off and rubs the back of his head, "All talk, no trousers. Fucking typical."

 

[23:20] Laurick Scarbridge laughs once more, then turned his gaze toward Cam, "There's a reason that I am here, blue eye, as I'm sure there's a reason that you're here too. The people in the city are there because they're afraid of dying. The Black Star legion is there because they're pushing against the World Union. The Legion that stays in this city, stays here because they're afraid of dying. Do you ever wonder why the soldiers in Midian are in Midian? I don't. We are there because we aren't afraid to die; we know we're already dead. Look up a small town on the Northern Virginian area, Retz. Look up the 'Massacre of Retz' in the UAC database. You'll see why I'm here, Blue Eye. That you will. Kwa hoo hoo hoo!" He laughed and turned to look back at Fluffy coddling Haku.

 

[23:21] Cam Scorfield nods slowly, "Should look up Lead Pipe of Truth , Clyde. You'll get to know it soon....assure you.", he pulls the door open and stomps out, puffing his cigar like a freight train.

 

[23:22] Laurick Scarbridge let Cam have the last word, but he had the last laugh, finding the remark rather humorous, "Kwa hoo hoo hoo!"

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