Fluoxetine says *jumps slightly, not expecting someone to come running at him calling his name - he'd forgotten all about her... ears flattening he snorts in a spiteful way* Oh, talked to him did you? *scowls at her* I already know how to get out, thank you very much - I don't need help - especially from the likes of-- *but then it hit him... she really was awake... he'd done it! Like he'd always sickly wanted too... but at the same time it sunk in even deeper just in how much danger they were in* ...No, I'm not getting help from him - knowing him, he's just trying to drag us into test chambers to snag Ludo - he can't have Ludo, he's MINE!! *snarls at a camera, seeming to illuminate as his eyes shone with fury* You hear that, you bastard? Ludo is MINE! You'll never get your hands on him as long as I live! And Turre. *his voice calmed, his light now dimming almost to a soft.. calm stupor as he seemed to stagger as he moved closer to the camera - that crazed feel about him showing in the flicker of the colors in his fur - a glorious lightshow that anyone could enjoy, where they not in danger that is....* How long I wanted to see you awake and well... *he reached out to the camera* ...I know you... *tears now brimming, ready to stream down his furred face* ...Please... remember. Remember me... you let me out once... yo...you saved me... you let me go....*and with that - back in the room, the A.I., which hung like a condemned woman, seemed to shudder on its hanging wires and stand - but she spoke not to the scientist nearby her, she knew him... that face... those eyes. It was slowly coming back to her, slowly - flashing like a broken christmas tree light - memories seemed to come and go before her 'fake eyes', but she did not return a reply, she did not say nor do anything actually... simply hung there - as if thinking in deep thought - back to Fluox, he stood tears running down his cheeks - teeth clenched before he swooped into a quick turn, grabbing Ludo by the arm, and Cica by the collar of his shirt - darting down the hall, he could careless if Catnip followed or not - it was her choice, unlike Ludo and Cica she could actually think for herself - and it seemed she'd already been doing some thinking... anyone who associated with his father, imploring his ask to travel with them, was definitely not going to hang around him too long...*
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