Who wants Ice Crème? {Open}

[Victor]

With the hatchway to his frozen cell block now opened, the first thing Victor needed to do was develop a power base from which he could gather anyone who would follow him and to do that he would need supplies. Since the only guard from his section who had not been killed ran off, the ice man was left to do this by himself. Pulling the hatchway to the cold lock shut, Victor headed out into the chaotic asylum, ascending the stairs to the main cell level. The place was already a wreck, even after just a few minutes, inmate were everywhere and he’d yet to see another guard.

As Victor made his way through the mayhem, those that knew who he was gave the cryogenic scientist a wide, fearful berth. No one wanted to get on the ice man’s bad side lest they end up in the deep freeze. One unfortunate individual though managed to stumble into Freeze’s way as he was ascending to an overlooking catwalk. The delinquent, here for what ever charge came bounding along the walkway and given Freeze’s size there wasn’t room to pass, so he made the mistake of trying to shove his way by. What he got for his trouble was a swift shove in return, the suit’s mass adding a bit of extra umph. The shove in and of it’s self wasn’t by any means lethal, where it took the thug though was another matter entirely. Victor had no use for useless people as he demonstrated so aptly in the cold lock with the crippled guard. This thug was no different and so Victor shoved him now backward, but to the side, sending the man tumbling over the railing and to the hard concrete floor bellow.

Silence fell over the cell block for a few moments after the man’s body hit the floor below, the inmates realizing that Victor was on the move and none wanting to get in the man’s path. Continuing along the catwalk, Victor made his way out of the cell block and into one of the adjoining corridors. His first stop would be to the kitchens where he would procure his specially prepared food stuffs. To any of the goons surrounding him, the boxes might appear unimportant, but to Victor they were the first items he knew he had to secure. Without food that he could eat at a comfortable temperature, he’d starve and if that happened there would be no one to help his beloved wife. Soon the cafeteria was in sight and beyond that was the kitchen, with any luck the place had not yet been raided by the lowlifes populating the asylum. Those odds were in fact rather good as the insurrection was still less then an hour old and it was unlikely that any in the facility were as logically minded as he. They were all likely still enjoying their brief taste of freedom rather then preparing for the long haul.

[Bane]

There wasn’t a lot they could do to the prisoners that many would feel that would infringe on people’s human rights however not feeding them was something that would be seen as too inhumane, yet for Bane he was one of the few that there was a fear of allowing him into a room with other inmates. Most knew that he was a dangerous man but that didn’t mean that they wouldn’t push the man. The fact that he had attacked guards in his cell not too long ago though they had decided that unleashing him on the inmates would be better than him fighting the staff, he didn’t agree with that himself but when there was little chance of him getting to the gym and the fact that he did actually like interaction other than in the cell it was something that he had approved of.

Bane had been lead out of his cell when there was silence after a splat, the guards took off to see what had been going on leaving Bane handcuffed but alone, even though he might have wanted to cause problems at the same time he was hungry and that was all that mattered to the giant, he just wanted to eat. Entering the dining room he kicked a man out of a seat his head cracking onto the concrete sickeningly and it was obvious that Bane was not to be messed with, clearly the man was going to sit wherever he wanted. Looking expectantly at a young doctor who was currently sitting in front of him he held out his hands indicating to the cuffs before looking down at the food that was clear he would need his hands to eat. Sighing Bane’s doctor unlocked the cuffs to allow him to eat before surprisingly the man extended his hands to be re cuffed to prove that he wouldn’t cause a problem with the staff right now. Standing he left and kicked the door open so that he was able to leave, leaving the cafeteria he came face to face with Mr Freeze. He said nothing to the other man he just stood there simply showing that he was not intimidated before stepping aside to allow the other man access.

[Victor]

As Victor continued towards the cafeteria entrance and closed to within a few feet, the doors abruptly burst open, kicked so by an individual from within. Drawing to a halt Victor watched silently as the hulking form of the man known a Bane passed through the doorway and stopped. Victor had never met the man but had heard of his reputation, supposedly he too was a scientist with a mind that matched his body. The frozen man’s mental workings though were not intimidated, as apparently Bane was not by Victor’s presence. Evidently the other man knew of him and for a moment the two stared each other down, at least until Bane moved aside. Victor knew it wasn’t out of fear that Bane moved, simply out of convenience, neither of them was in a condition to engage in hostilities even as trivial as arm wrestling nor was the trouble of doing so worth either of their time. Bane was leaving, Victor was arriving, it was as simple as that.

Once the hulking man was out of his path, Fries started forward once more but stopped just inside the doorway. No doubt the other man was already continuing on his way so the ice man would have to come to a quick decision. If the rumors were true and Bane was indeed a scientist, his skills in that area could be useful. At the very least if an alliance could be forged, even a temporary one, the two could provide mutual protection, especially since the first guard Victor had tried to recruit ran screaming into the asylum after his partner had been crushed behind the outer hatch of the cold lock.

“Wait.” Victor’s modulated voice issued from the speaker on his suit. He still hadn’t turned around to face the man, instead he lifted his right hand and looked at the depleted coolant cell that had facilitated his escape. It would be impossible for Victor to re-install the cell himself without returning to his cell block and removing the suit. If Bane was willing and able to replace the cell into his suit it would both indicate the man possessed intelligence worth further consideration and a reasonable personality that might be receptive to Victor’s desires.

“This place is crumbling and you are shackled.” Victor continued and turned back towards Bane. “I too am shackled, my suit’s capabilities diminished by my unauthorized release. This must be restored to my cooling system.” he continued in his droning monotone and held out the cell for Bane to see clearly. “Restore it and I will release you from your shackles. You have many reputations mister Bane, which of them is true?”

[Mr. Blank]

Victor + 275