Fuji Station #4

[Luka]

[glow=brown,2,300]A small wooden supply station situated high up on Fuji Mountain. Since four is considered bad luck because of it's resemblance to the symbol for Death...the Station has been rumoured to be the source of misfortune and doom for the small villages surrounding the mountain and has been left abandoned by travelers. Large avalanches have swept the area, wiping out entire settlements, but have completely avoided the Station. Demons are said to make this place their home, killing indiscriminantly all those who cross their path and wander into their 'territory'. Since other creatures wander here, drawn to the negative energy, Fighting Is Allowed. [/glow]

[Adrian]

Traveling abroad meant exposure to new things.

Even if it meant heading to a place that many refused to visit for a day let alone take up coursework in. Making the journey up the mountain was in itself a test even for those who were not very scholarly. But like many other challenges, this almost-lone traveler would not give up the chance to work in peace from the crowded place that had been crowned the capital.

What separated him from the others?

Victor held no superstitions or even a mild belief in the supernatural. Letting insignificant and likely false omens control one's destiny were not a part of this raven-haired young man's syllabus to life. Only a small bit of condescending laughter under his breath came to anyone who did not treat fiction in the way its definition reccomended. An athiest label suited him appropriately in the same way as classifying Pneumonia as Streptococus pneumoniae.

Just these circumstances alone seemed to tempt some sort of fate. . .

[Luka]

Perhaps the little shack's isolation was exactly the reason why it had such an unfortunate reputation. It was away from prying eyes, curious onlookers...witnesses, mainly.

Exactly the kind of place he needed right about now. Practically perfect, harsh environment included. The cold would both prevent the rapid decomposition his current project was victim too at the moment. And also allow him to place just the right amount of strain on its body. Just enough to see how it was functioning. Most of the serious kinks had been worked out already. Most.

Isaak Von Kampfer's long fingers wriggled in anticipation as his dark form twisted into existance on the rickety 'porch' of the shack, his sudden weight making the old boards creak.

[Adrian]

Creaking boards.

Probably just an animal. Plus this place is pretty old.

Dismissing the arrival of a Von Kampfer as no mre than such, a pitiful weakness came into display for anyone with telepathy. He had the same symptoms as just about anyone who ever normally died in a horror movie. Brilliant waste of an intellect with such potential for the future. A mere college freshman possibly sentenced to death by Isaak's appearance.

Just as he was studying up on DNA too!

"DNA synthesis occurs in the nucleus in eukaryotes, and cytoplasm in prokaryotes. The chromosome structure comes in stages where it becomes highly compacted. . ."

Luckily his useless familars were both present nearby where he sat at a wooden desk inside the supplyl station. Current odds were only mounting against him the longer he stayed at this secluded location. Intelligence befitting a 5 Year Crystal Lake Camp Counselor. Facing the forces of darkness or at least the occult wth no more than his human body, a first-aid kit, a plant, and a Prokaryote.

[Luka]

You know what they always do to college kids alone in mountain cabins. Well, Isaak didn't have a chainsaw but he was prone to do things that would end just as violently. It wasn't on his mind at the moment though, monitoring his project's performance was top priority.

With a swish of his long hair and a business-like tug of his gloves, Isaak turned on his heel and pulled the front door open. He sighed, thinking about whether or not he would have to rid the place of vermin.

". . ."

A lonely wind blew through the open door as Isaak stared at the young man in the shack.

[Adrian]

Doors opening were a different story however.

"The DNA is wrapped around hist-"

He turned just in time to feel the lonely wind while taking in the visage of this well-dressed stranger. Lonely wind found itself almost buffeted away by the young man's face. Just out of sheer rejection. The wind itself almost gave off the impression that Killing people never solved anything when both sides were brave enough to attempt revenge.

Victor did not really know what to say about this stranger, since they were obviously not just a hobo wandering into the building. But looking into eachother's eyes made no one present.

"This place is reserved and I have a permit. Unless you have my instructor's permission to be here, get out."

[Luka]

So it was infested with vermin after all. . .Well, that could be taken care of easily enough. The only reply to Victor's order was a thin smile. A smile that was probably being given out of sympathy (yeah, right) than out of greeting.

Of course, the ravenous crimson grins zipping open along the shadow the tall man cast on the floor were anything but sympathetic. High pitched squeals and giggles soon filled the air, echoing harshly through the cold air. Like little sharks the shiny bald heads of Kohorutos began circling and swimming through Isaak's long shadow, dipping down under the surface only to resurface with a buddy.

One that happened to be floating around on his back was bumped by another and with a squeak he leapt out of the shadow and onto the wooden floor. He shivered and shook like a wet dog, his shiny black body jiggling like jello. Two more joined him on the surface, all huddling together close to the floor and snickering like razor-toothed Buddhas. They had no eyes but their snouts were slowly turning in Victor's direction.

"Do you enjoy science?" The tall man asked as a bit of an edge moved into his smile. "I think you would, if you've secluded yourself this way." His dark eyes glanced around the bare interior. "But there are positives I suppose. There certainly wouldn't be any one around to see you when you get too excited over your...discoveries."

[Adrian]

To say the least he found himself a bit shocked, getting knocked down mentally to the point of literally existing within shock. Such a young student found the trauma left him realizing strange things while fear held him in a headlock & gave rude noogies.

"-histones proteins, forming nucleosomes. Nucleosomes wrap around eachother, forming solenoids. Solenoids wrap around each other, forminf loops. These loops attach to a protein scaffold. . ."

Adrenaline among other things had started to pump through his veins rather efficently. One might wnder if prolonged exposure to such a frightful condition might put his body out of chemical balance. Enzymes flowed through him, triggering chemical bonds to break or form at an accelerated rate as nature had intended humans to be capable of biologically. Yet some strange occurence was going on along with this sensation.

Victor could FEEL the cells moving, anything that existed above a sub-atomic level he could sense inside his own body. Effortless knowledge of something that would make a normal person go insane. But information overload did not happen with him. Instead another discovery handed itself over to him through a revelation. Through intuition he could sense not only his own Entropy but that of those other beings in the station.

"You should be afraid of me, little discoveries. . .there's enough DNA in my body to reach the sun. And on top of that you're just walking jell-o."

From the guy whose entire body trembled.

[Luka]

At the first part of Victor's 'threat', the little Kohos grinned in response as if volunteering to dismantle him to try and prove that theory. The second part of the threat made the trio's grins flip upside down into sad frowns. One trembled with his fat hands balled up near his snout as if he were about to burst into tears. The second moved close to comfort his sniffling comrade while the third trembled but in an entirely different way, his sharp razor teeth grinding together in fury.

Isaak seemed to not notice anything abnormal about his little familiars' behaviors and only continued to smile pleasantly. "I can assure you that they are composed of more than gelatin...but I think it might be more interesting for you if you were allowed a closer look."

It was then that the angry little Koho bounded up into the air, leaping high and forward almost comically, his stubby limbs spread out in a belly-flop fashion as his trajectory put him right in line with Victor.