TIME FOR A CLUSTERFUCK OF SCIENCE AND SHIT!

[third_alternative]

[Deep inside the mysterious and cavernous depths of the labs...

Scientists frantically scribble on clipboards and walk around, trying not to bump into each other. Others hunch over pieces of machinery, tinkering with them intently. There is a frenzied air about as the smell of burnt coffee and all-nighters (which does, in fact, have a stench) permeates through the building.

What now?]

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[nomen_est_numen]

[Closer to, one can smell cordite and alcohol on him and he is smiling a little too widely.]

There was a crowd of them. I--[yank]--collected them.

[The monsters and beasties are all alive and most of them are even conscious. One of them wuffles and mrbles what is clearly an account of their capture at Rex and it seems pretty humiliated.]

Nonsense [he says to the monster].

[third_alternative]

[He did not think a peacock's expression could look disturbing.

You learn something new every day.]

Collected them...how?

[That EVO's attempt at explaining things isn't very clear.]

[nomen_est_numen]

I subdued them--[tug, yank]--and then I tied them up. [He drops the rope entirely and leans against the wall to make a serious effort at catching his breath.] Really, it's not that difficult to ascertain from their present position.

[The EVO in question wuffles and growls.]

Oh, hush. You're perfectly fine and what's more, you're going to be even more fine in a short while.

[He straightens, wobbling slightly, and his back popping in a few places.] Now, I think I'll go and round up a few more. [The smile on his face looks a little too happy to be doing that. A sort of manic pleasure.]

[third_alternative]

[Rex is always up for some bashing himself, he can relate to that...but taking that much joy in it? Something seems off about it. Still, he can't fault the peacock's logic.]

Mind if I tag along and help out?

[This way he can keep an eye on the bird to make sure there's nothing fishy going on. And, y'know, go knock some heads too.]

[nomen_est_numen]

Mmmm. I don't see why not.

[He starts for the door, wobbling only slightly.]

[third_alternative]

...You sure you don't want to take a break or anything?

[nomen_est_numen]

[He stops, his demeanour changing slightly. The manic pleasure shifts briefly toward desperation.]

Yes. I am sure. Do try to keep up.

[Onward he goes.]