[color=deepskyblue][center][h1]Lionel Gift[/h1][/center][/color]

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Mr. Q was turned his head to face the door, “[color=ed1c24]It seems they have started the plan before schedule, oh well humans have always been so impatient.[/color]” Turning to face Lionel keeping his unnerving smile on his face, “[color=ed1c24]It seems we will be escaping sooner than we anticipated, isn’t that exciting![/color]” Exclaiming like it was the best thing to happen since sliced bread. Rubbing his chin thinking of what they could do while waiting for the others to spring Lionel out, The baby villain was for the time being indebted to Q. Something that he would have to keep in over his head, to make him follow whatever his plan was after escaping. “[color=ed1c24]If I may ask, were you born with your abilities to manipulate others via touch, or was there some incident that caused it? Are your abilities connected with your long lifespan?[/color][/quote]

Lionel's small blonde eyebrow popped up once again as Mr. Q. informed him of the goings on in the other parts of the prison. His cell wing was supplied with its own generator and security systems, so any disruption to the main system would not affect his own circumstances. He shook his head in dismay. Genius went truly unappreciated in a place like this. No one could ever wait to execute a well thought out plan. It always ended up in brute force and a riot. So uncivilized. Still, he couldn't really complain. After all, if all went according to plan he would be able to finally be free of this accursed cell so that he could resume his good work. [color=deepskyblue]"I suppose it is exciting, though I must say, if they are this unruly when they are all focused on a single goal, how do you expect to keep them in line once they are free?"[/color] 

Lionel's face bore a slightly condescending smirk as he questioned the dark figure, but it vanished from his small lips as the man began asking questions about his abilities and their origins. [color=deepskyblue]"Curious about me are you? While I can understand your fascination, surely you don't believe me so foolish as to divulge potentially sensitive information on the nature of my capabilities so soon after we've only just met?"[/color] He pulled his hat from his head and clutched it tightly to his small chest, suddenly wringing it nervously as his eyes opened up into wide, fearful innocence and his voice trembled as he said [color=deepskyblue]"Please sir, I'm not supposed to talk to strangers. I just want to find my mommy and daddy. Can you help me?"[/color] He dropped the facade with a childlike giggle and placed his hat back atop his head, smirking at the imposing figure once more. 

[color=deepskyblue]"I'm suprised a man of your...capabilities doesn't already know the information you seek. Forgive me, but I do not think my debt to you warrants disclosure of my past. At least not yet. After all, I know nothing of your own past, now do I? So why should I offer that which is unlikely to be reciprocated. Quid pro quo, Mr. Q. But not yet. For now, I believe you have a riot to direct and I must practice my speech for whichever of your little pawns is the one to release me."[/color]