Outside of Jakobe's cell, about 8 guards gathered up dressed as if they were a swat team ready to rush in. One of the guards looked in the window to see Jakobe still sleep. The guard turned "Alright, that big bastard is still sleep. Regardless....be careful. I hear that he could be very strong and because of the animal he has in his blood...he could wake up in a musth like a male elephant bull. Use caution and be ready to put him down with the tranq rifle and I mean you light his ass up until he falls over drooling like a he got brain damaged.."

The guard went to open the door and 3 men walked in to look at the snoring teen. It was said that the experiment done on his along with the animal's DNA took it's toll on the boy's body and he's been sleeping since. Even tho this point, he was still in a deep sleep. The guard smirked "Hehe...look at him." The guard took out his baton and poked at Jakobe "Hey big boy, get up. It's time to eat." Jakobe didn't respond.

The guard spoke once more. "Hey! Get up!" this time jabbing the baton on Jakobe's side. Still, no response. The guard then went to smack on his face a little "Hey do you hear me, boy!!?" Still, Jakobe snored as if nothing was happening. With a bit of irritation, the guard then took his baton and swung down to hit Jakobe in the chest once and still no response. "The boy's skin is thick" Hitting him about 3 more times before Jakobe grabbed the arm of the Guard with a grip the caused the guard yell in pain while Jakobe spoke "Stop tickling me..." he said before he heard the Guard speak get this bastard off me!!"

Jakobe opened his eyes to see he had the guard's arm in a vice grip and noticed all the tranqs pointing at his face, causing him to let go and stare at the group. "Hey...." he said lazily as the second guard spoke "Bronson...you okay?" he asked the guard who nearly got his arm broken. "Kid...it's time to get some chow. Get up now and put on these.." bringing specially made cuffs for him that could hold his strength. Jakobe stood with a growling stomach, standing 6'6 getting shackled. He was a little woosy but sore all over as well as his muscles were still finishing it's development and was escorted out of his cell slowly and taken into the dining hall where the large teen walked in to meet up with the others while hearing Vlad speak. 

Joining the other late, Jakobe simply stood up at the entrance listening before being escorted to the seat to listen first while his special shackles were being removed.