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Cassie wasn't too surprised at what that man said, "Project? Well, you could always go to a metal
scrapyard or something." Her dad was almost always making "projects" out of what seemed like junk.
Her grey-brown eyes narrowed at the other dude's remark, however, "You're kidding, right? You seriously don't know what police are?" She didn't question when he said, "none of us know…" It's probably some new pronoun or something. Cassia thought.
Worried she came off as rude, she took a deep breath and tried to calm down, "I'm sorry. You know, the police force, they enforce the law… well, never mind, can you please just give back my car parts, please?"
"no no no, you don't understa-" 'ha why don't you just show her what we're working on.' said 3 'that's a good idea. i know because it's ours' says 2 'alright then i'll ask' thinks ray "ok we decided. it'll be more efficient to show you what we're making, then you'll agree that you can't just use normal scraps to make this sort of thing."
"Oh really, and how do I know you're not gonna slice me in half and sell my organs if I follow you?" Cassie placed her hands on her hips. "Besides, I can't drive, well, not now at least." she said refferring to the car.
"driving would be quicker." 'let me handle this' 4 said, then he continued "look i'll be honest, they'll never let go of the engine unless you come with. i'll do what i can, but they have a bigger say. and i promise they don't have the brain cells t-" 'RUDE' they others think in unison.
"Okay, pause. Who's they?" She asked, looking around, absolutely terrified.
"well THEY think 4 doesn't deserve to talk to people for a bit." 'yeah i agree' said 2 'i think it's a bit harsh' 3 says
"oh yeah they is me, 2, 3 and you were just talking to 4, but mostly it's me. raydon."
"Wait, i thought i was talking to you. What's 2, 3, and 4? Are they some kind of split personalities or something?" Cassie asked, "Oh, yeah, I'm Cassandra," she held out her hand for a handshake. And you messed up, now the dude can track you down, she realized.
"oh, neat. that doesn't matter though. what matters is that i get done with my project, then i can dismantle it, and make something with even greater destructive capabilities. oh but don't worry, it's not like i'll kill someone. that would be very time consuming." he says completely serious 'that didn't help, you made it worse.' says 4. he lets go of the engine but instead of falling, it just says hanging in the air, "well if you come you can get your engine right after im done with it. so are you coming? and its a once in a lifetime opportunity to watch a genius at work."
Cassandra just listened to the man; she only raised her eyebrows when the engine levitates. She felt like she was in some kind of trance.
Cassie snapped into reality, then sighed, "Well… fine. But you better not try anything stupid with me," she warned. She looked back at her dismantled car and followed the man, warily.
"ha if i could make bets, i would have just won one. can you believe 4 thought i'd get in trouble" he says already walking away with the engine trailing behind him "oh who are you again? i forgot." he says not turning around.
"Haha, really? Are you really sure about that? 'Cause I think 4 may have been right." She asked teasingly, grabbing her lip gloss and bear behind his back. She at least needed to show the dude that she wasn't some girl he could control.
"Oh, yeah, I'm Cassandra, but you can call me Cassie or Cassia."
he spins around and promptly hits his arm on the engine, it was obviously painful but he ignored it, "so is it the bear? or lip gloss? and are you trying to do something?"
"Well, I mean I could tell you, but it would be more efficient if I showed you," she said, tauntingly mirroring his words, then spoke a bit quieter. "Would you like to be a bit of a test subject for now? Don't worry I won't hurt you too badly, as long as you don't hurt me," Cassie mentioned warily.
"Btw, what's your name again?"
'don't do it. PLEASE don't do it' 4 says 'well, actually go for it. i wanna see this too.' he amends "a test right? okayyyyy, might as well. So what's going on? and I'm 1. wait, no, it's raydon"
"Okay, Raydon. You know, I kinda like that name," she remarked, "So, where should I test it, your arm, leg, stomach?"
he tilts his head in thought "myyyy, leg. wait. no. yes. yeah i don't need my leg."
"Bro, chill. It's not like I'm gonna chop it off. Alright, Test 1." She lightly pokes the teddy's left leg five times with her lip gloss, "Can you feel that?"
"yes. but also i would still like to see the limits, and learn how it works. and legs aren't necessary for my line of 'work'. just remember your hurting 4 people."
"People?! I thought they were personalities or something." She stuffed the gloss inside her small purse and pressed on the bear's leg five times with her finger. "Alright, could you feel that?"
"well to answer the first question, technically yes because i can't be put into solitary confinement, and 4 has different memories, so there for a completely different person. as for the last question. i think?"
"Huh, that's cool, were you born with them?" she pressed even harder on the bear"s leg, "How about now?"
"well, im not sure. 4 would know, but if he doesn't tell us, then we shouldn't know. and yes." he says 'and your damn right about that' says 4 'i still think we should know' 'well duh' thinks ray. "if i had to guess i probably did something stupid."
"Hm, this might sound dumb, but… I kinda would like to meet 4, if I could see them." Cassie said wistfully, "But never mind, that was stupid," she said, embarrassed.
She started putting the bear away, "I've been working on controlling pain without the bear, but I could try that later if you want. Let's just go to your place."
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