"The Procedure", they called it.  Lucien had no idea what it was, Professor Hojo had been tight lipped about it, but it was scheduled for tomorrow.  It made him nervous, but Lucien was nothing if not obedient at this point.  He was a sickly child.  He never felt sick until after the weekly injections they gave him, but the Professor had insisted any time he protested that they would make him better.  The Procedure was next in the line of things that would hopefully help.  He just wanted to be better, he wanted to play with Teri like a normal kid.<br/><br/>As if on cue, he heard soft footsteps from inside the holding cell where he was curled up in one corner, dark blue eyes peering out from the dim light of the fluorescence.  His plain grey long sleeve shirt and matching sweat pants hung off his thin frame, as if he was expected to hit a sudden growth spurt.  His silvery hair was cropped short for what he was told was hygiene.  When his best friend appeared, he smiled at her arrival, though it faltered as he read her expression.  "What's wrong?" he asked.  Teri had always been really intuitive of the goings on around the Science Department.  She claimed she was just good at eavesdropping, but he never overheard half the things she apparently did.