Bradhoc Browning (Lizard)

Simon

Script

Bradhoc: *eyes widen and as soon as he recognizes Simon, a spark of rage rushes through him* Yoooooooou! *snarls, bristling*

Simon: *stands there and lets Bradhoc go through his rage, and starts taking notes* Ahh... but the instinct is still there.

Bradhoc: You did this to me! *lunges at the bars*

Simon: It's a wonder you can speak. *continues to write notes*

Bradhoc: *doesn't care how lizard he is at the moment - just radiates pure fury*

Simon: How long before your intelligence wears down? It always happens. It did with your cousin, as well, before his demise. But you... somehow are a bit more resilient.

Bradhoc: *snarls, gripping the bars like he wants to rip into Simon right there* I am not one of your experiments! Lunar. *spits the word*

Simon: But you are my experiment. *scans Bradhoc with an orb* And a potent killing machine.

Bradhoc: *curls his lip* I hate to disappoint you, but I am currently the one who's set to be killed. *looks around* I don't know why I'm not already dead.

Simon: *pulls out a steak* Last meal?