i aim to rebuild society

There is a reason that I must do what I do. Respect is for everyone, and there are those who seek to take it from us. Power, unfortunately, is not for everyone-- and I seek to take it from them

[sujayacharya]

Behind White Eyes//Sujay & Barnabas

[huxleyacademy]

sujayacharya:

Rarely were there instances where Sujay wished he could see;  but seeing Barnabas’s facial reactions would seem worth it. “Easy on the eyes, wasn’t she?” Sujay could tease Barnabas all night, and he really wanted to as well. But the time has passed and and it was time for the curtains to drop.

“I am one for accessories, this is true.”  If the rings he constantly wore were any indication of that. “But really this night out, is not about me, my friend. It is about you.” He took the opportunity of when they were alone, for the few moments they would be as he spoke barely above a whisper. “I do like you Barnabas, so you can imagine I enjoy hearing about how you are doing.” His hand felt empty, and he wished he had some wine in hand before getting comfortable. “But, perhaps some of the things I’ve heard have not been so good.”

"You said you had an errand," Barnabas cautioned, ignoring what Sujay asked for the time being. "Is there anything for me to assist you with, or was this journey purely for your own enjoyment?" The question was laced with his slight annoyance, the punctuation enough to cause one of the young women to think twice before entering. Barnabas sighed. "What is it that you have heard?" They had been friends for many years, but even friendship had hardships. One like their own would not be immune to the unpredictability of the human nature, even if they were more than human.

"There..." He paused, thinking over his words. Barnabas leaned back in the couch, making himself comfortable. It was clear to him now that they would not be leaving this establishment soon. "Humans are as they've always been. They will never learn." His eyes fell on the women walking around them. It was as if there was an invisible bubble surrounded their perimeter, the way they were ignored. "My dear," Barnabas raised a hand, gesturing one of the servers over. "Please, bring me and my colleague something to drink and eat. We're quite famished."

He turned his attention back to his friend once the woman left, half-dazed as she wandered away, "You can mention the good and the bad. I'd like to know what's being whispered."

[alifewellsuited]

[huxleyacademy]

iClone // Barnabas & Sam

[sammilonglegs]

There were so many conflicted feelings about the project. Samanthia wanted to go through with it, and she knew Cory and Juniper would want to too, but there was so many things stopping her. Yes, they would be weapons for Barnabas to use, but what if they weren’t? What if they weren’t just mindless soldiers like he wanted them to be. There is more then a high possibility of Samanthia growing attached to them, seeing as how she was going to help make them from scratch. 

Barnabas’ warning rang in her ears. This is an experiment and not a child. She kept repeating that to herself. Maybe if they could make then devoid of emotions, it would be easier to to not get attached. She took a deep breath and tried to convince herself she wouldn’t get attached. 

He turned and gave her a side note. Likable and deadly. They needed to look sweet enough to approach and trust, but deadly enough to strike fear into all those who dare cross them.

“Yes sir!” She scribbled the note down in the file. “Will that be all Mr. Huxley?” she asked. 

[huxleyacademy]

To Barnabas, there was much more to life than just existing and floating along. Every citizen of the world had the chance to change it, had the chance to alter reality and make it their own--but not all of them had that drive. He was part of a group of humans who were more than just that, and because of their differences, they were no longer treated as people. Because of a gene or two ‘misplaced,’ to many, their deaths would be a godsend. Because of this, Barnabas’ drive skyrocketed.

Biology was something that he was not interested in himself, but he needed research on. This whole institution was based on one thing--the betterment of his kind, his people. But, he was usually a peaceful man. If there was not a reason for violence, then there would be none--which is why he had himself focussing on reconnaissance, research, and the shaping of many young minds.

“That will be all, Dr. Ortiz,” Barnabas said softly, with a smile that conveyed his softness towards the scientist. “I believe in you and your fellow colleagues, I know the three of you will not disappoint me.” After all, if they did, the consequences would be rather dire--and he did so love his three scientists, it would be a waste to have to dispose of them.

[huxleyacademy]

iClone // Barnabas & Sam

[sammilonglegs]

Once Barnabas said she could show her excite meant, she started to grin from ear to ear. She took the papers and flipped through them again, reading them over and over as Barnabas talked. She took her pencil and started to mark up the page with notes, jotting down the little things Barnabas said so she wouldn’t forget since her mind was running a million miles an hour. She wrote faster than the thought of the words.

When her hand wrote “Soldier” She stopped and stared at it. Sometimes, it was hard for Samanthia not to question Baranbas’ methods. While his intentions were good, she wondered if all these weapons and soldier’s and assassins were necessary. She understood being anger and fighting back against the humans who demonize them but the use of young people for killing and experimentation always sat with her the wrong way. She was never sure if she should say something or if she was just over thinking it all.

She quickly popped her head back up and smiled at him. “Of course, Mr. Huxley. I’ll discuss this with the other two, but I’m sure they will be just as excited as I am!”

[huxleyacademy]

Barnabas nodded and smiled at her reaction, watching her closely as she took notes while he spoke. There was more science to the whole project that he really cared for, but he knew his way around the lab and enough to know what was going on. A new world was on the horizon, and Barnabas wanted to usher in the era--they would no longer be second, third, and fourth class citizens. They would be better.

He cleared his throat, “I do hope they are,” he said, already knowing the answer. Samanthia was right--there really was nothing more that his three prized scientists were more interested in than their own biology--and having an opportunity to create new life where there was none before was a chance that no one could really pass on. “but do remember that these are clones, Dr. Ortiz. I don’t want any mistakes made. This is an experiment, and not a child.” His hand gently patted the back of Samanthia’s and he stepped back.

“Contact me when you three begin, and periodically after that if I don’t drop in to see. I want to know immediately of any progress, Doctor.” With that, he turned to leave. But a thought lingered and he paused in the doorway to speak once more, “I’d like for them to look likable and deadly, Dr. Ortiz.”

[sujayacharya]

Behind White Eyes//Sujay & Barnabas

[sujayacharya]

Sujay was having quite a great day, he was spending some quality time with his good friend, Barnabas, and was experiencing one of the funnier moments in his life, this he was sure. Barnabas had gone quiet, and Sujay had leaned in, smile already in his face before laughing at Barnabas’s dead tone. “Ahh, you see, the best thing about humor, is that I am the only one who has to find it funny.” He stroked his chins, as if he were in thought, “Turns out, I do!”  he chuckled again. Truly, when you lived as long as Sujay has, you learn to make your own fun.

Sujay, practically dragging Barnabas as he walked inside, was still holding back laughter before calming himself down and turning to Barnabas. “This will be fun, as I said before.” It felt bery different upon walking in, especially with the amount of people he felt in the room. Not quite the atmosphere he wanted, perhaps something more personal. He quickly signaled for someone to come over, luckily they were wearing quite the amount of jewelry, whispering and giving all the payment necessary. “This will be a special treat,” he said before being the both of them were led elsewhere. 

[huxleyacademy]

In retrospect, Barnabas should’ve known. Sujay had entered in late, and where else would they have gone that would’ve been open? A fast-food joint? No, no, Sujay’s sense of humor was much more grand than that, Barnabas thought as a woman moved to grasp at his arm, but stopped short--thanks to his own abilities. “Tsk, tsk,” he said to her, shaking his finger, instead motioning for him to follow her. Barnabas knew that there was more than Sujay was letting on, so he played along with the joke. They were best friends, after all.

Soon enough, they were in a small alcove, curtains drawn around the two men with a promise of someone visiting soon to take care of them. “Did you like that one?” He asked, genuinely curious. “She was rather beautiful, really, though I did not care for all the jewelry, though I’m sure that you did.” He looked at his friend, relaxing fully onto the rounded couch--he made a note to shower as soon as he returned home.

[sujayacharya]

Behind White Eyes//Sujay & Barnabas

[sujayacharya]

Sujay offered Barnabas a shrug before flinging his keys over. “Please, enjoy yourself.”  He easily got into the passenger seat of his car, taking comfort in the more relaxing role of getting to their destination. Sujay made sure not to give directions too late or too early, lord knows how annoying that could be. “Make a left here. Take your next right..” this continued until Sujay finally said “Stop.” 

A smile broke across his face, “I think we can walk from here, yes? Come.” He exited the car, waiting for Barnabas to come around to his side and immediately putting his hand on his arm. “I do think you will find this mini-vacation, to be quite worth i-” he stopped in the middle of his tracks, looking towards there destination. “Ah, here we are.”

[huxleyacademy]

Of course. Truly, Barnabas needed to compromise his ideals and begin reading his friend’s mind, because this was too much. Barnabas’ expression was one that was neutral, but anyone that knew him well enough knew that there was an annoyance within him. “Really?” Barnabas said in a deadpan tone, “All the act, for this.” He sighed and stepped out of the car, walking over to the passenger side and helping Sujay out.

“I think we need to hire someone to tell you that you aren’t funny every time that you try to be,” Barnabas told him. Once more, he sighed, and lead him and Sujay into the building--which outside was all lights and neon and very obviously a strip club. Ridiculous. “Again, why?” He asked, mainly to himself. 

[sujayacharya]

Behind White Eyes//Sujay & Barnabas

[sujayacharya]

He nodded towards Allison’s direction as she left, giving her a cordial smile. Her elevator door closed before Sujay spoke up again, “Allison is very lovely, she was very cordial, make sure you keep her.” Their elevator came“You always had such good taste in people, Barnabas- speaking as living proof of course.”

The sound of his cane hitting the ground made a distinctively different noise as they found their way outside. “I know, that’s why you must have them” Sujay couldn’t help but laugh at Barnabas’ response,  “It is fairly close by, however if you prefer I drive, then who am I to deny you?” 

[huxleyacademy]

Keep her. Right. Barnabas rolled his eyes and lead Sujay into the elevator. “I guess I will...” He dead panned, tossing Sujay a smirk that he couldn’t see. “Living proof, huh? I’m not too sure that that can be spoken as a fact, Sujay. Opinion. Very... Ah... Far-fetched opinion.” He let out a bit of a deep laugh and shook his head as the elevator beeped with every passing floor.

“That’s quite alright, my old friend. I think I would enjoy driving.” Sujay shot the keys over to him and Barnabas admired the use of his powers--rather useful, no? He smiled to himself, and slid into the car, waiting for his friend. “Directions?”

[huxleyacademy]

iClone // Barnabas & Sam

[sammilonglegs]

She smiled at the small chuckle that Barnabas made. He was a very handsome man and if he wasn’t her employer, she would be flirting with him too much for her own good. But, he was her boss so she didn’t say anything, in fact, she tired not to even think it too much, afraid that he might accidentally pick of Sam Radio at the right moment.

As gracefully as she could, she took the folder from Barnabas and began to flip through the projects. She felt like a little kid on Christmas morning as she looked at the experiments, her eyes lighting up as she flipped though. She stopped on one that had mentioned clones. They weren’t exactly clones in the traditional sense. They would be organic begins made out of some inorganic materials and human DNA. As she skimmed and saw that they had to met certain requirements, like having a healing factor close to being indestructible, super strength, super speed, and all of that good stuff. 

Part of Samanthia knew what they would be used for. She knew what Barnabas had in mind for these clones but she couldn’t help but see a chance to make life, to actually be a mother to something. “Actually, this one looks fairly interesting,” She said, trying not to present herself as overexcited and geeky as she really is. 

[huxleyacademy]

He watched her scan each proposal, keeping his face still and even as she examined the requirements for each. When she paused on the clones, he smirked. All too easily, he could see and feel the excitement radiating from her--”Fairly interesting?” He echoed, changing the statement to a question. “Of course,” Barnabas added, smile a little wider. “Dr. Ortiz, you’re allowed to show your excitement.”

Barnabas took the folder back and handed the desired papers to the good scientist. “We have copies back in my office,” he said, “these clones have to exist and... Function... At a certain level.” With lips pursed, he looked at her expectantly. “They’re meant to be soldiers.”

Having had Samanthia work for his organization for so long, he knew a few things about her. There was a motherly instinct about her, and he knew of her predicament. “I want to lessen our use of Archaya’s assassins--some of them are too young, and could be prime candidates for other research...”

[huxleyacademy]

iClone // Barnabas & Sam

[sammilonglegs]

It wasn’t often that Samanthia was alone in the laboratory. Usually she would have Juniper or Cory at her side and they would be working on a project together. When she was alone in the Laboratory, she would put on the stereo and listen to her music as she worked. Without being too careless, she would dance a little and sing along, so one could imagine her embarrassment when she heard the voice of her boss from behind her. She jumped and her legs almost gave out under her. Turning quickly, she gave a smile. 

“Mr. Huxley! I didn’t hear you come in!” She said over the music. Her hands flew behind her and she blindly reached for the remote, turning off the stereo. “What can I do for you sir?” Once her heart stopped racing from the initial scare, the embarrassment started to set in. Suddenly, she was hyper aware of her legs and tried not to fidget too much. 

[huxleyacademy]

Barnabas chuckled slightly and shook his head at the scientist’s antics. He liked passion in his employees, and Samanthia was nothing if not passionate. “Right,” he began, stepping further towards Dr. Ortiz, being very careful of her many feet. “Here is a file,” Barnabas stated, handing over the manila folder, “I’ve a few proposal for projects--if you and and your team have enough time for them, that is.”

He watched as she flipped through the pages of the file, her eyes growing wider and wider with excitement. “Is there anything that interests you? Of course--any research that you and your team have come up with and that has been approved should take priority. But... There is one certain project that I would like fast-tracked right away.”

[sujayacharya]

Behind White Eyes//Sujay & Barnabas

[sujayacharya]

Sujay was very happy to hear Barnabas’ answer, and it was very apparent on his face. “Wonderful! I am very pleased to hear this Barnabas, you will make this errand, “ he laced his voice with the same sarcastic tone Barnabas was using, “much easier, this I know.” 

He stood up with the help of his aid, putting his hand on Barnabas’ arm, “There is a place I have been meaning to visit for a while now, it has been on my to do list for quite a while you might say.” They headed towards the exit, which happened to be the very elevator Sujay came from, ah another comfortable ride. He stood facing forward, “Worry not, I will not keep you too long “

[huxleyacademy]

“For quite a while?” He echoed, knowing that there was definitely more than what met the eye in what Sujay was saying. They walked together quietly, arriving at the elevator and leaving the floor. Eventually, they passed the secretary and waved at her, bidding her farewell. “You can leave early,” Barnabas told her, smiling at the joyous expression on her face. “Go have fun.”

He let out a breath after she had gone, using the second elevator after her. “Now it’ll just be you and I here--is this place driving-distance?” He asked, eyebrows arched, though Sujay could not see them. “Surprises aren’t exactly something I adore.”

[huxleyacademy]

iClone // Barnabas & Sam

Mist had many projects that were under Barnabas’ eye. He let his scientists, normally, have free-reign over their lab and whatever was done within its walls--but sometimes, Barnabas liked to check up on his three best and brightest. He was partial to hiring those with mutations themselves, especially those who had no true place to hide or could not hide if they wanted to. Barnabas wanted them to embrace themselves, but only on their own terms.

He left his office, boarded the elevator, and tapped his foot while it sank through the building and underground and finally let out his breath once the doors split open. Barnabas adjusted the file under his arm and made his way to the main laboratory.

The automatic doors slid open and he stepped in to find Samanthia, labcoat on, goggles on top of her head, and spidery-body all on display. “Ahem,” Barnabas cleared his throat, unsure of how else to announce his presence in the room. “Dr. Ortiz...” He said, a little louder than before. 

[sujayacharya]

Behind White Eyes//Sujay & Barnabas

[sujayacharya]

The tone of his voice let Sujay know that he truly did not know the reaso of hs visit, perhaps he hadn’t felt the need to inquire for himself. Sujay frowned sincerely, “What reason do I need to visit you, Barnabas?” that he would nee for something serious to happen just to visit. 

“Alright, Barney, perhaps I am in need of a friend, no?” he uncrossed his legs, placing both hands on the top of his cane and leaning forward. “Perhaps I need you to simply have a good time.” He licked his lips as he spoke, “Tell me, do you care to free yourself from your desk for a bit? Go on a little errand with me?” He grinned, “I understand you are impossibly busy, but please, I insist.”

[huxleyacademy]

“An errand?” Barnabas repeated, asking once more. He didn’t really want him to clarify, he merely wanted to show his sarcasm, because when Sujay said such things--it was never what he truly meant. But, Sujay was his friend, and he let him lie. It would be simple to know, but there was no reason to. Barnabas held respect for the man, and there was such a thing as privacy between the two friends.

“Fine,” he answered finally, “I will... Ah, unchain myself from this desk, and go with you, on an errand.” Barnabas smirked and stood up, extending an arm for Sujay to take so that Barnabas could lead the way out--more out of formalities than any true need for help, of course. “Come along, then, my friend. Tell me what these errands are as we walk.”

[sujayacharya]

Behind White Eyes//Sujay & Barnabas

[sujayacharya]

Sujay gasped, “Is it apparent,” he touched his face in mock horror “You know I don’t do wrinkles.”  He turn his head towards Barnabas, following his footsteps as he walked. “Too many, surely,” he quirked up his eyebrows, “I hope I was not supposed to be keeping count, Bar-na-bas” he licked his lips and sneered, ‘It’s just not the same, you see?” he shook his head. “Surely you have to, we can’t both be blind.” Mm, looks like the jokes weren’t going to stop.

 “What have you been up to? Please I want updates since you never seem to call, you don’t even send letters, Barnabas.” He paused for a moment, “Do you?” Not that Sujay would be all that responsive if Barnabas did try to contact him, he preferred face to face interactions, and even then he would rather choose the time and place himself, such as right now. 

[huxleyacademy]

“I usually am very busy, and though I do make notes to call,” Barnabas said, “but I am very sorry.” The response was automatic, and he said it with a laugh. “And, even if I did send you a letter--should there be sensitive information within it, how would you read it?” He let out another laugh and shook his head. “Phone calls, I think, would work best. Or, well...” He tapped his temple.

“Either way,” he began once more, “is there a reason for your visit?” Barnabas’ voice took on a more somber tone. “Is everything alright, my friend?” He leant forwards in his chair, allowing Sujay the privacy of his own mind, and letting him speak what was on it if he felt the need to.

[cinequeer]

Idris Elba eating a piece of chocolate.

[sujayacharya]

Behind White Eyes//Sujay & Barnabas

[sujayacharya]

“Why Barney,”he waved his hand, swinging a chair  from in front of the desk and placing it behind him, gracefully sitting on it in one swift motion. “What ever do you mean?” He rested his face in his hand, using the other to tether the cane on his lap. “I hope you don’t mind my getting comfortable,” He crossed his legs, “and I do hope I haven’t barged in on anything important- though I’m sure it wouldn’t matter too much.”

“How long has it been? You know I can never keep track…” He feigned looking around the room, “You know, I love what you’ve done with the place,” he said with a wide eyed, exaggerated expression, “You’ll have to give me your decorators phone number.”

[huxleyacademy]

Barnabas was a quiet soul who preferred silence over other things. Sujay was a dose of rowdiness that Barnabas was never really ready for, but always appreciated in the end. He smiled at the jibe that was made, and shook his head as he let out a small huff of a laugh. After pinching the bridge of his nose, he rolled his eyes, and leant against his desk.

“You know, I think you’re getting pretty close to pushing a century. Do you think those jokes will stop any time soon, mm?” He stood again and walked over to the right side of his desk and took his normal seat. “It’s been about two years. And won’t you stop calling me Barney, I don’t know how many times I’ve repeated it...”

[sujayacharya]

Behind White Eyes//Sujay & Barnabas

It had been a since Sujay had last seen, or well visited Barnabas. Far too long surely. He made it a point to grace him with his presence that very week, and here he was, waiting to be ushered in as if he were any visitor. 

It was almost automatic the way this woman, the secretary or whoever she was spoke when he waltzed in.  “Madam, may I have your name?” He continued facing forward, the only sound in the room being the woman’s continuous typing. As she dialed the phone she answered Sujay’s question. “Allison. A lovely voice for a lovely name.”

“Listen, Allison, there’s no need to worry, I’m only paying a visit ” She mentioned something about letting him know Sujay was here to visit him- but that wouldn’t be any fun now would it? He raised his two fingers, lowering the phone from her hand back in it’s place. He placed a finger on his lips, grin very apparent. “There’s no need dear, we go way back.”

He strode forward, opening the door of his own accord and entering the elevator, feeling comfortable in the perfectly enclosed metal room. He felt safe, in control, the noises of the elevator calming him. He felt them open, the ding only confirming his thoughts. 

He strode in the office, his cane tapping the frames as he did so and smile already apparent on his face. He could feel the glare as if he could see it, striding forward, cane bouncing . “Barnabas! My friend, “ his voice boomed loudly against what was previously a quiet room. “Are you glad to see me?” He went ahead, where he could sense the metal desk was, Barnabas was making this very convenient for him.

[huxleyacademy]

Barnabas normally had many things on his mind. Everyone’s thoughts usually melted into some sort of dull roar that was more calming than anything--he ran many things, and that was good for him. Barnabas liked to keep busy, he liked not having many (if any) empty moments in his life--every minute was accounted for and no time could be lost. Life was easier that way, and it was simpler to be in control of all things--which was something that he was very partial to.

Allison, normally, called in visitors--and when he heard the gears churn and the elevator hum, he looked up in curiosity. If anything were wrong--Barnabas grasped the phone and dialed Allison as he focussed in (very easily) on the thoughts of those in the elevator.

He hung up the phone in less than a second.

Barnabas sighed as soon as the elevator doors slid open, pursing his lips while he watched his friend walk forward. “Must you always be so into the dramatics?” Barnabas asked sarcastically, shaking his head as he stood to shake hands with his old friend. “But yes, one could say I’m glad, I suppose.”

[huxleyacademy]

Historical Figure Research Project

Choose a historical figure from the list. Be sure to have a few ready if one of the ones you want are taken.

Once you have your historical figure, you and your partner(s) will research the life, and some of the contributions that they made in history.

Using that information, you will create:

Poster

Must have: Name, Birth and Death date, contributions, and pictures or drawings that show inventions, ideas, or some more of the contributions they made.

Presentation

Must be between 5-8 minutes. All information on the poster must be presented in detail. DO NOT READ DIRECTLY FROM THE POSTER. Have index cards if you need them. Practice your presentation for further mastery.

Extra Credit (must be approved by Professor)

Either a: Cultural Element OR an Art Integration. For the Cultural Element, the students may make a traditional treat (with the help of the kitchen staff) from their figure’s country of origin. For the Art Integration, the students may add an element to their presentations using their art. Example: Chorus, students can sing a famous song from that individual’s historical time period.

Biography: Must be written in a five paragraph format and must address the contributions of the historic figure. All group members must contribute to the writing of the essay. Research may be used from the text book and students are expected to do additional research using the internet and/or library.

Sources: Students are to also provide a bibliography where they reference their resources. The essay is to be typed in 12-point font and double spaced. The essay is to be placed on the poster. Plagiarism will not be tolerated and students will receive a zero if any plagiarism is found in the essay. 

Poster: The poster must be large enough for the professor to see in the back of the classroom and must have the following: a title with the person’s name and date of birth and death, the essay, pasted and whole (do not cut the essay into pieces), pictures of the person and any relevant images regarding their life and historical contributions.

Poster Rubric:

Oral Presentation Rubric: