Snippet #1542037

Axel added a few last strokes to the sheet, touching up the shading as well as erasing any stray marks. He quickly signed the bottom then folded the paper in half, setting it on Elspeth's lap. It showed her with a leg lazily draped over the other, both eyes facing forward, but they were creepy. The realness of the drawing was almost overbearing and he was happy in what he had done. He stood, then straddled his legs around the back of the chair, looking from the hot blonde to Marcello. Though it did not take long for his eyes to wander back to her to catch her reaction. "I think about getting out everyday. I would be willing to help. I have definitely got the strength." He gave one of his trademark grins then continued. "And anyways, if we team up, maybe this could really work, ya' know?" His eyes went back to her for the countless time. She was mumbling something but he just thought it to be adorable. "I would be willing to put my life on the line if I could just escape from this Hell. But it will be more then that. Not only would we have to get away, but for our whole lives we would have to remain under wraps, always on the move using a fake identity. But even that is better then getting needles inserted into your spine on a daily basis." He cringed, suddenly feeling the throbbing pain of the almost raw skin behind his neck. The same place everyone had a growing purple-green bruise from excess prodding by doctors.