Zemos pulled himself out of his cage and instantly threw himself to his feet. He stretched his arms over his head and traced his eyes to the other cages in the room, "Farewell my fellow inmates." He grinned then looked at the wobbly girl, "Perhaps regular stretches would do you good." He remarked smartly before he turned to the scientist that had asked for him and the girl, "What lovely treatment do we get today?"
Shoshone snorted at the silence she was answered with. She scooted to the front of the cage and leaned against the bar with her shoulder to give herself a view of what was going on within the room. Three people stood, a scientist and two experiments. Poor souls.






