[ISSAC CORBIN]

A day, like any other at the clinic. A mutant only clinic, where humans were turned away no matter their needs. Fame came with a price, and that meant even those you thought unworthy would present themselves to you. Humans.. what despicable things. They thought they could pay their way into his services, as sought out they were, but didn't realize their own beastly intents, their own craven depravity deep inside of their souls. All humans felt inferior to mutants, to the powers that one would hold. That was obvious, as several incidents proved it in the minds of his patients.

The pain, the hurt, the damage, the killing. All of these things were the fault of humans, foolish, incapable humans that wanted to destroy what made mutants unique; their powers. Everyone was greedy, wanting more and more power. And they were jealous of powers that were different. That even showed within mutants, particularly human sympathizers. Because they didn't realize that their minds were.. sown with the seeds to hunt down what was different. To fear what was not common place. That instinct was like a cat hunting rats in their breeding seasons, killing the smaller ones. To feel accomplished by murdering those that could not fight back.

That was the nature of humanity in a way. Rather, the brotherhood affiliated male sighed heavily, the weight of his young charge leaving him still heavy on his shoulders. He still missed her, the mother. Her name was forbidden, dangerous. But the clinic was closed and it was nightfall, as he waited for.. well his companions to arrive. Others like minded like himself, he had only officially put in his name.. oh was it yesterday? He had always been in the Shadows. Now he was to meet some of them, perhaps some patients, perhaps some knowing the psychologist.

Whatever it was, they would now meet one of their former backers.. and now a truly full fledged member.

TAG: brotherhood affiliations only
WORDS: 0325
NOTES: Only for Brotherhood people.
Let's get this show on the road yeah! .w.

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[VASILIS KUZNETSOV]

a mutant only clinic...now that was something val could support. he despises humans. they are ruthless and show no mercy towards mutants. from witnessing the murder things had only gotten worse. they were violent, leaving a trail of destruction everywhere they went. mutant superiority was the way to go.

val was tasked to meet up with a new member who was formerly a backer of the organization. not the worse of jobs, but not one he would enjoy. he was in his car, windows rolled down with a cigarette in his hand, heading to the clinic. he has not been there before, but that was mostly because his first instinct was to go to the normal hospital...because of her.

val got out of the car and approached the clinic. he walked up to the entrance and stopped for a few, leaning against the wall beside it. he took his time to finish off his cigarette, stomping it against the ground when he was done. he sighed, walking into the clinic and taking a good look around. plain, he thought. his shadow clung onto his body as he strolled along, looking left and right.

"a pretty shitty place you got here," val said. he didn't know who he was talking to, but he was sure someone else was lurking around.

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