something told him to get up and chase, he staggered to his feet and took off after the other

He was not really paying attention to his surrounds. He was running on the instinct that told him to get away. He barely remembered how to get out of the storage rooms and he had lost much of his fine motor skills.

he ran blindly through the mess of the storage room, as they neared the end and the light drew near he finally caught up to the other and latched onto the belt of his pants. they both tumbled unto a graceless heap

Samuel tried to detatch Leslei from hiself immediatly. He wanted to get away now; away from the other and possibly away from this planet. Running outsife to die was suddenly looking very appitizing in a way it had not before. He could not believe he had grown complacent with a murderer.

the other struggled in his grip as he pulled the man towards him. the other quirmed as he attempted to free himself. leslie grabbed the man's shirt with hi free hand and yanked down the collar. he licked the hollow of the other's throat and latched on to his collarbone

"Stop!" He screamed. He did not want this despite what his body said.

he pulled away flinchingly, he blinked several times before replying huskily "why? you wanted this" he let go of the shirt and ran his hand down the man's stomach "you still want this, i want this" he whined "make up your mind"

"No, I don't want this." Samuel said. "I know I don't want this; not matter what my traitorous body says. It is your fault I am this way; aparently insolation went to my head!" He was shouting trying to get his point across.

*he fisted his hand and pounded it once on the floor by the man's head momentarily silencing him "you damned little liar, you have been pushing this for the last two days, i have turned you down time and again and only now have i submitted to your sick fetishes" he could feel his lust fading in the wake of his anger "you cannot push your own dementia onto me the moment it does not suit you" he let go of the other and stood up he ignored the ache of not finishing what he started but he was in no mood now to take the time for it he stared down hatefully at the other "this game is over"

"This game was of you own creation." Samuel spat. "You only made me think I wanted you; you only wished to use me, monster!" Something in Samuel had snapped, he was no longer the sane, slight rational person he had been before.

he said nothing then and simply stepped over the other, he escaped the storage rooms and headed for the elevator. he did not give a damn about the other and wanted to stew in his anger alone.

Samuel watched the other leave hate burning in his eyes. Then he gave a sigh, his hate had fked him and now he felt empty. He flopped backwards onto the floor and his eyes dropped. He was asleep, exasted and spent; with now only a wish to die.

two hours and sixteen minutes how long it took for him to begin to worry about the technician, he showered ate and ran diagnostics all without a thought for the other but now as he sat there on the floor reading his books he began to feel guilt, granted the other was certifiable but he too was at fault, he hadn't retrained himself when it really mattered and in doing so nearly did something very stupid. he put down his book and searched for the tranq stuff, he had to get the other back.

Samuel floated inbetween being asleep and being awake. He was aware time had passed but he was not sure how much. He did know that if he stayed here long enough that he would die. That sounded good so he did not move and simply allowed his mind to play tricks on him.

he felt sad to find the other where he had left him. he crouched down and tranq'ed the other heavily. he would clean the boy, and that is really all he could call the other, up and tie him down properly, he'd let the other feed himself though when he came too, waiting forty seconds he hefted the other over his shoulder. this was not going to be fun

The first thing Samuel noticed when he became fully conscious was that he was no longer on the floor in the storage room. He was rebound to the chair and Leslei was reading the infernal book again.