[center][h1][b][color=D1A0F7]Jonathan Paul Huckaby[/color][/b][/h1][/center][center][h3][color=FFE16D]Franziska's Lab[/color][/h3][/center]

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Huck stood where he was and listened, waiting for a reply. Once she started to laugh he couldn't help but smile. He knew that deep down he didn't want a servant. She mentioned about only playing games she could win and it made him ponder a moment. Her array of thinking was logical and yet he felt a kind of madness behind it. There was a pressure on his head and then the cold pressure of a knife on his neck. Her touch to his head had made him jump as he didn't expect it at all. [color=D1A0F7]'Seems I was too focused on her analysis of the trap.'[/color] He noted in his head. He couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. [color=D1A0F7]'If she didn't press her hand against my head first I would probably be dead.'[/color] Another note. 

The knife against his throat made him anxious but then he relaxed. [color=D1A0F7]'My life ended when I came through that portal.'[/color] He thought as he listened to her. Dread filled him because she thought he threatened her. Again she demeaned his status with her harsh words. [color=D1A0F7]'It was insanity to only listen to half of what someone had to say.'[/color] He thought as she vanished again and appear in front of him. When she started to speak again he listened to her words and his eyes widened a little. His smile faded. Once again it looked like he had a turd stuck and was on the crapper. His RBF kicked in. 

[color=FFBD5C]"Well, that is a wonderful offer."[/color] He replied to her suggestion. [color=FFBD5C]"You would get a servant in the form of an apprentice."[/color] He noted out loud while looking at her hand. [color=FFBD5C]"I don't want to be a puppet, and this illuminated you speak of sounds like a religion. Furthermore, you sound like you wish to brainwash me with your religious beliefs. I will help you in any way that I can. However, I will not do "whatever you desire" as your desires are something of a mystery to me. I would truly be a fool if I accepted such a deal."[/color] He stated with air quotes. 

[color=FFBD5C]"I didn't say that I would have my way with you. I said if I were a pig I would have tried. You seem to only hear half of what I say. I'm not sure if there are more minds within your own. However, I have a compromise."[/color] His words seemed lower than normal. Like he felt like this wouldn't work. 

[color=FFBD5C]"First, I will not do anything that I don't agree with. Second, I will not have sex with anything here, that includes you. Third, you will stop touching my fucking face and head! Lastly, I will help you in any way I can as long as it doesn't conflict with the first three. If you agree to these terms I will become your Apprentice."[/color] His voice seemed to have picked up some volume as he spoke. He looked a bit mad, his brow was furrowed, his teeth were showing, and he seemed out of breath for some reason. This display would have been terrifying if she hadn't messed up his hair. His hair tie had become loose, his hat fell off, and his hair fell in front of his face. He now looked like cousin it from the Adams family but bigger. He let out a sigh as his posture returned to non-aggressive. With both hands, he collected his hair. 

He turned his back on her in order to collect his hair tie with his left hand, his right holding the massive amount of hair in a ponytail. Even while doing this his hair still past his waist. As he knelt down he looked around for his hat. Absentmindedly, he tied his hair back and retrieved his hat. 

[color=FFBD5C]"I feel lost."[/color] He admitted as he looked at the hat. Slowly he stood up he moved back to her. 

[color=FFBD5C]"I want to trust you. However, my past is my past and it is hard for me to do so. I know that I know nothing here and making you a foe wouldn't be good."[/color] Again he gave her some information. 

[color=FFBD5C]"I could say that information is power and it has its costs. However, friends information is free. I would like us to be that. I don't like when people are hurting or causing conflict just to do so. I'm no god in a human coil. I'm Jonathan Huckaby and I deceived you because I can't truly trust people. That and words have weight when one has always been called names."[/color] His words almost seemed to crack as he held back his emotions. 

[color=FFBD5C]"Enough about that. I would like you to know more about me so you may understand. My Girlfriend and I have been together for over six years. I wanted to go into debt in order to purchase a house and eventually ask for her to marry me. However, that will not be something I can do now."[/color] He started sounding very depressed. 

[color=FFBD5C]"I know that she will feel like I just vanished just like everyone else but I am not that guy!"[/color] He stated as he started to look her in the eyes, tears welling up. 

[color=FFBD5C]"If you accept those terms and eventually send me back then I will join you. Also, sorry for the long-winded speech."[/color] He apologized with a smile as he held his hand out allowing her the choice of agreeing or not. As he smiled his eyes closed making the bits of moisture in them become tears. He looked a little sick like going through a portal for several days with no food had taken its toll. This was confirmed as he fell forward. What stopped his fall? Either the floor or the only other person in the room. His stomach once again let loose a growl as if someone had just started up a chainsaw. It was embarrassing or would have been if he wasn't in another world.