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Bones 101 (Open)

Tilting her head a bit to the side, Temperance leans a little closer to the skeleton that was on the examining table. Obviously she is in one of the sensoriums which has kindly recreated her lab from the Jeffersonian. Sadly it hadn't bothered to give her a replica of Angela or Zack or Hodgins. Even though she likes to work alone, she has to admit she misses the constant barrage of chatter that seemed to follow where ever those three were.

Reaching out with a gloved hand, she runs her fingers gingerly over the skull before carefully picking it up and examining it closer. "Hmmm....." she mutters aloud. "The skeleton is in remarkably good shape. Female, and based on the dentition and condition of the vertebrae, she was fairly young. Possibly in the mid to late twenties, though no older than mid thirties."

It's not even a real dead body, but it's enough to keep Temeperance from going stir crazy and it actually in a way relaxes her.

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"I've never heard of Maladhara," Temperance admits - though she's wondering if somehow this strange man has confused the name of where he lives with some fictional place. One never knows what a prion disease will do to someone's mind.

Though, he might not be human. She never in her life thought she'd have to think of that for a reason, but here she was doing so.

"Are you a human?"

"It's de Embryon Tribe's territory." The thought of his tribe made him smile, even if he's yet to find a way to rescue them from their pod prisons. He was never going to be comfortable being all alone like this. It's not that he wasn't capable, but the tribal mentality of The Junkyard breeds it's fare share of dependency.

"Of course!" Jamaican accent aside, Cielo looks human, even if his eyes and hair seem unnaturally colored. "At least I tink so!" He chuckles and tilts his head, beads in his braids clacking against each other.

He doesn't seem to know if he's human or not and this only makes her all the more curious. It shouldn't be all that surprising, she is a scientist afterall.

She takes a step closer to him and hoolds her hands out toward his head. "Do you mind?" she asks, obviously expecting him to realize she wants to examine his head.

"Huh?" He blinks up at her hands then back to her face, tensing up for a moment before relaxing again. People don't usually ask before trying to hurt you, right? "Uhm... Okay?"

She offers him her best reassuring smile before slidding her fingers through his braids. Her fingers skimmed over the Temporalbones and then up over the Parietal bone. Nodding slowly, her fingers worked their way back to the Occipital bone.

Seemingly satisfied, she withdraws her hands. "Well your skull structure would suggest that you're humanoid in nature," she announces like it's the most profound thing in the world.

"Dat's good, ya?" He smiles a bit because it seems funny. No one has ever inspected his skull before. Though truthfully, he's not at all used to being touched in general. "You can tell jus' by touchin me head? Don' tink de atma changed me head though."

Edited 2009-06-15 19:43 (UTC)

"If you think you're human, it's good," Temperance agrees with a nod of her head. "I can, it's my job. I work with bones, so I think it's fairly safe to say or suppose that you're a human...." She trails off, "Though I'm not sure what atma is..."

"Oh!" Mr Wednesday said people wouldn't know. "Everyone in De Junkyard got dese marks that turn us int' demons. Made us... cannibals?"

"You're a demon?" Temperance asks, her eyes widening a little bit. Maybe he was just... delusional? She had no idea.

"Demon?"...

Booth wasn't scared, just a little surprised. He was trying to get used to all the wierd stuff around here, but the idea of her being a demon wierded him a little more than usual. "I didn't know you could be in a physical sense." That's about as squinty as he gets.

"Huh?" Cielo spins around at the sound of another voice, he does not like being snuck up on.

"I.."

He looks back and fourth between the two of them. He's still in a 'lab' and that idea is still making him irrationally jumpy. "Uh... No? Yes? I can turn inta one. I dunno how it works!"

Brennan looks up and smiles seeing Booth. She hadn't expected him to just pop in, but he's still a welcomed sight. "When did you come in?" she asks.

She quickly turns her attention back to Cielo, trying to take in all that he's saying. At the moment he didn't seem crazy... Just a little wary if anything.

"We don't have demons where we're from," she explains, she doesn't add that she doesn't even believe in demons though - it's probably pretty obvious.

"Everyone be dis way in De Junkyard." It is such a normal thing for him that the thought she may not actually believe in demons doesn't even occur to him. Cielo was wary, and his eyes are darting. It comes from and entire existence that revolved around survival.

While he may not look like it, Cielo is a soldier fresh from a war and there are behaviors and thought patterns that will probably always be programed into his mind.

"We don't have anything like you in our world," she repeats herself. She tilts her head a bit to the side, studying his facial features and bone structure. "You do appear rather humanoid though."

"We didn't use t'be dis way, just after we got de atma." He folds his arms across his chest and leans his weight onto his left leg. The mark on his right thigh seemed to pulse as though it knew it was being talked about. "Dats cus I haven changed into de demon?" Duh lady.

"So you being a demon is a new developement?" Tempe asks, just wanting to make sure she's following what he's saying.

"Ya. Dere was dis big light 'n we all woke up wit dese marks. De Karma Temple say dey de atma and dey give us de power of de demons." Cielo doesn't come across as proud of what he is, but it didn't seem to bother him either. He's just accepts that this is the way things are.

"Say dey are a reflection of our Karma."

Temperance's forehead scrunches up a bit as she tries to follow what he's saying. Karma? "How exactly would they be a reflection of your Karma?" She has to ask, she can't help it.

That... is actually a really good question. "I dunno. No one evah say, but all me comrades atma are different, and deir demons."

Temperance is just getting more and more confused, and honestly it's not a feeling she's much appreciating. She's pretty use to figuring things out the more she talks to someone, but now? Now is obviously not working for her.

"Oh, well that sounds fascinating..." She pauses, thinking for a moment. "So you don't know where this atma came from?"

"Dere was dis pod ting, ya? Between Muladhara and Svadhisthana! When we were fighting de Vanguards there was this big white light. When we woke up we got de marks and found Sera in de pod! Aftah dat we started turnin' inta de demons." Cielo gestures wildy with his hand when he speaks, and talks a bit fast and excitedly.

Her eyes widened slightly, trying to keep up with what Cielo was saying. She was getting most of it, but he was talking so fast and he had such a heavy accent that it wasn't the easiest thing in the world to do.

"Wait... Who's Sera?" This was the first he'd brought Sera and she, it... Seemed important to his story.

"Sera's special. She me comrade!" He says, finally letting his hands fall back to his sides. "She de only one wit out de atma, and when she sing she make de hunger stop. So we gotta protect her."

"You... get a hunger?" Temperance asks, her eyes widening a bit. "A hunger for what exactly?" She's pretty sure she knows the answer, she just wants to hear it from him to confirm her thoughts.

"And is Sera here?"

"Demons get really hungry. De Karma Temple say we gotta eat de living, gotta devour our enemies before dey do us, ya know?" To be honest he's never tried eating anything else. There was nothing else.

Cielo pouts at the mention of Sera and shakes his head. There is some subtle, lingering programing wired into him that drives him to make Sera happy. Leaving her locked in a pod is not going to be making her happy, so he's terribly frustrated about it. "No, but she gotta be down in de pods, ya? De whole tribe gotta be! I wanna go break dem outta dere!"

Edited 2009-06-22 20:42 (UTC)

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