James grunted with annoyance when he heard Jake's voice. The boy always unnerved James, annoying him and making him uneasy. His constant appearing out of nowhere always threw James off, putting him off balance.
James pressed tighter against the wall, his scowl deepening.
Cas was wedged between a chair and a sizeable desk when he heard Jake enter. Swivelling his head around, he shot a raised eyebrow at him. "What did you expect?" he asked. "It's not like this hasn't happened the last 20 times you've pulled that gimmick. Honestly."
"Doesn't mean I'm not gonna stop trying." Jake said absently as he started to pace. "We can't just sit here, waiting. We're not animals and they have no right to treat us as such." Jake punched the wall angrily and disappeared again in a flash of green light, leaving a bloody knuckle print on the cold steel wall.
James grumbled something to himself. He could see the little flashes of green, but nothing else. It made him wish Jake would just give up.
He tucked his tiny, fragile form farther back into his corner.
Nova jumped slightly when she heard Jake speak. "It's not like... Oh, perfect. Mister I-Can-Teleport finds himself too good to stay in the room with us mortals." She brushed off her sleeves and tucked her feet up underneath herself in the air. "He'll come back," she muttered. "He always does."
James scowled even deeper and made a grunting noise. He folded himself up even tighter, pressing his knees up against his chest even though it made his brittle, weak bones ache.
"Dam.mit," Cas growled, tugging himself out of the small space between desk and chair. "Will you just lay off him?" He discovered that no, he did not feel like standing up, and instead relocated himself to the seat of the chair.
"He's more than a little annoying." James finally mumbled out loud, his empty, sightless eyes looking at nothing, as usual. He pulled his knees tighter against himself and cringed.
Jake focused on the fresh air and sunlight, but regardless when he materialized again, he was only a level higher and felt sick to his stomach. He was gonna rip out Dr. Rhone's throat if it was the last thing he did! Jake sunk to his knees, huddled against the wall as he listened, for what he didn't know. They EM pulses had to come from somewhere, they only seemed to activate when Jake tried teleporting. What was the power source? He took a breath and teleported back to the room with the others, collapsing on the ground and staring at his knees as he wiped the blood away from his nose. "Dam.mit..."
"Would you stop doing that?" James snapped finally as Jake materialized again, out of nowhere. He glowered in the direction of the boy's voice, hugging himself tighter. "You're throwing me off."
The left side of Cas's mouth twitched upwards in what could have been called a smile. "Speak of the devil," he said in a low voice. "Any luck?"
Jake raised his eyebrows at James before Cas spoke up. "Nope." He said. "No luck." Jake ran a hand through his hair anxiously. He wondered when the scientists would be back. He had been planning on getting out of here before that happened, but it wasn't looking good at this point.
James didn't see Jake raise his eyebrow. He didn't see anything. He growled at the lack of response he got. He gripped tighter at his knees.
"Of course you didn't have any luck," Cas said, feeling incredibly pessimistic at the moment. He flopped over the edge of the cushion and propped his feet up on the top edge of the chair, sighing loudly. "See anything interesting?"
Nova crossed her arms irritably. "The least you can do is use a chair properly," she grumbled, although nobody heard or likely cared.
There were footsteps outside the room, and the door creaked open to reveal the man behind the curtain. Dr. Rhone. Nova inclined her head towards him but otherwise did not note his presence. He tapped the clipboard he was carrying and said in a low voice, "I need to see Jake."
James went tense when he heard someone coming. He heard Dr. Rhone's voice and let out a growl, curling up even tighter and cringing with pain.
Jake was about to respond to Cas when Dr. Rhone entered the room. "We talked about this, old man." Jake said defiantly, refusing to move from his corner. "No more blood unless you turn off the dam.n EM shield." Jake was getting more frustrated by the day.
Dr. Rhone's brow creased. "Then what would keep a troublesome person like you from simply running away?" he asked. "Besides, I'm not here for that."
James curled his tiny frame tighter and tighter, even though it was really starting to ache. He ground his teeth together tightly, staying completely still, hoping he wouldn't be noticed.
"Yeah, that's kinda the point, oh wise one." Jake snapped sarcastically. "No more. I'm not taking anymore of your sh.it." He added, more to himself then to the doctor. Jake stood up and disappeared, teleporting to a different room in the building. He would play this game all day if he had to, anything to prevent from going back to the lab.