Fleeting Humanity (Lab Roleplay- semi-lit) Scientist Needed

[Season of the Star]

((XD Still two on two... Eh. I'll ask... someone else... maybe... *Fail*
Don't even remind me. My sister; "Don't talk to my fish like that! They have feelings to, don't you Cray, Sol, Moon, Yin, Yang, and Ichigo" She strokes the tank.))

[Vraska the Unseen]

((-Freaking hula dances with Season- Under Da sea! Darling its better, down where it's wetter take it from me!))

[marsram]

(And... those lyrics don't make me think negatively at all :D)

[Season of the Star]

((XD *Change tune* They're coming to take you away, haha! They're coming to take you away hehe, hoho- to the funny farm!))

[marsram]

(Yay funny farms :DDD)

[Vraska the Unseen]

((YES!!!!-Rolls on the floor.-))

[Season of the Star]

((Where life is beautiful all the time, and you'll be happy to see the nice young men with the clean white coats, and they're coming to take you away haha!))

[Vraska the Unseen]

((You thought it was a joke and so you laughed, you laughed, when I have said that loosing you would make me flip my lid....RIGHT!? I know you laugh I heard you laugh you laughed and laughed and now you see I've gone completely out if my mind.))

[Season of the Star]

((XD I love that song! I even have it in the Grell's insane dedication. It's awesome. http://youtu.be/3PDmfHqbB0g ))

[Season of the Star]

((Eh. I'm going to have him be a Vampyre, but he's going to be a bit different. Plot twists, you know. I thought about each plot, and I favored the Vampyre outcome, thus...))

Evan stood there in the doorway, glancing over Aereo's trembling form to his mutilated brother. He simply stood there, one hand gripping the door frame with white knuckles. His eyes were expressionless, and as his hand slipped from the frame, the door swung open a bit more. He took one step forward, blood splashing around his shoes as he approached his body. He bent down, blood soaking his white lab coat and staining it a permanent red. He touched Willy's cold, dead cheek and sighed. He took out a small recorder from his pocket, pressing the button and talking into it.
"Death confirmed. Willy Briar." He checked his watch, "By the time between Aereo's calls and finding the body, I'd estimate the time of death to be around four-thirty-seven pm." He said simply, standing back up. He looked back at Aereo, noting the blood matting in Aereo's form, "Cause of death; plausibly the ripping out of the throat. The culprit behind this is most likely Aereo, a wolf-hyena-human hybrid with promethium blood."