Ozy chuckled, actually chuckled, right about the time her thoughts passed through her mind. "Gain the patients trust huh? Fair enough, let me get a bit more comfortable." Tilting his head slightly so he was looking over the edge of the steel "Chair", he locked eyes with the security guard "Yo. Gerald, I'm about to pull a buxton on the seat so don't freak out k? The damn cuffs are chaffing my ankles."<br/><br/>The large black guard shook his head and sighed "Yeah yeah alright Oz man, just don't go lunging over the table like last time, can't say for sure if big blue and green will stop red this time." Wait, blue, red, green? Obviously Gerald spent more time talking to Ozy than most. Turning back to Ame, he smiled as kindly as he could, muttering "one moment please" Before the muscles in his arms flexed, bulging larger than his body size should have allowed. Two loud "Pop's" Echoed through the room And Ozy stretched his arms over his head, popping his back and neck before bending over and two more pop's sounded. He came back up holding the two ankle restraints and made similarly quick work of the waist restraint.<br/><br/>All trappings removed, he lounged, literally<em>lounged</em>in what most would be considered a surgical table turned seat, kicking his feet up onto the table. His head tilted to the left, a curious feline gesture as he lay his cheek against his left arm, propped up by his elbow on the seats arm bars. the vertically slitted eyes stared into her normal circular pupils, still smiling.<br/><br/>"Well, where to begin...oh, lets see. Since they sent me such a nice looking person to talk to i guess i can stop that." He pointed out the window to the ice storm that had been raging for three months non-stop. Ever since they day of his arrival in fact.  The slight green glow of the white of his eyes intensified until it seemed the entire orb was alight with the color as the storm died at what some would consider a freakishly quick rate. Almost within a minute, the skies were a normal blue, sunlight shining down on the ice covered grounds.<br/><br/>"For one, i like sunlight. And blue skies. Atrophos likes black clouds but he's a jerk anyways. Nathlum likes to play with the clouds, so i had to ask him to make it sunny again." Now this was more like a schizophrenic. Except schizophrenics didn't have the ability to instantly disperse massive ice storms at the wave of a finger. "And before you ask yes, they all have appearances. Defined bodies inside here." He tapped his right temple to indicate his mind. "They all look like me...well not exactly. But overall everything is the same. Sol is the one i closest resemble. Hair, blue skin, facial features, everything.It's like having a clone of myself talking to me except he's a lot smarter. The others look exactly like me except for color.  The color streaks in the hair and the eyes are the only way i can tell em apart. Hence the color naming scheme. Red's a reeeal nasty one too. Tried to kill That one doctor for saying we were delusional. I may be, but they sure aren't. By the way, Gerald, you seen that cute elfy nurse around lately?"<br/><br/>The large guard sighed, like one would when a child asked the same question he'd been given an answer to a hundred times already. "I told ya Ozy, ain't no elves workin here man. That girl Corrigan isn't an elf man. She has black hair and normal ears. Elves is supposed to have pointy ears right?" Ozy sighed, dramatically himself and turned back to Ame. "sorry about that, some people here just have no vision. So, tell me a little about yourself. Your mind is suprisingly well  shielded. And it's not intentional either. I wonder, maybe you were born with psychic barriers? interesting. The human race seems to be evolving along the proper lines."