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located in Somewhere in the American West, a part of The Mutations, one of the many universes on RPG.

Somewhere in the American West

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Character Portrait: Valko Armistead Character Portrait: Thirteen Character Portrait: Olivia Babbage Character Portrait: Kora Norrevinter Character Portrait: Darin Sochatchov Character Portrait: Isaia Lorelei
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Thirteen strained to see what was happening in the hall, but her head [rather the newbie's head] just couldn't fit through the bars. Her curiosity had been piqued when the newcomer grew spikes out of his body. He had left his cell without anyone letting him out, something she had never seen before. Unfortunately, he didn't waste any time on taking off down the hall and out of her field of vision.

Torn between the idea of seeing the outside with her own eyes and the potential of failure kept her rooted to the spot. If they succeeded in leaving the facility, Thirteen may be disappointed on what she found. If they failed, it was likely she'd lose her castle if not her life. The banging and shouting going on down the hall grew too hard to resist.

Thirteen gripped the bars with all her might. Of course they didn't budge, she wasn't that strong. She squeezed her eyes closed and scrunched her nose while mentally chanting, 'Smaller. Think smaller.' It was much easier for her to transform into things she could see in front of her than it was to imagine them. Then again, she hadn't tried anything other than humans before.

An odd sensation took over Thirteen's skin for only a second. Her body felt like it was imploding in slow motion. It was a similar feeling from when she'd change to a shorter human's form, but much more intense. Her skin exploded with an irritating itch as grey fur sprouted over her form. Whiskers emerged from her cheeks and claws from between where her fingers used to be. Though the process felt like it had taken a lifetime it had been nearly instantaneous.

The grey tabby that stood in Thirteen's room quickly slunk through the bars. The scientists didn't seem to be as prepared as she thought if coming and going was as easy as this. Unfortunately for her, it wasn't so easy. She could now clearly see the cause of all the pandemonium that caught her attention. Nearly everyone else had left their rooms and a group of guards were already firing.

It took all she had to avoid transforming into the first guard that came into her line of sight. Old habits. Thirteen quickly realized that being small meant she was harder to hit and that would be preferable. Using her new catlike agility, she sprinted to the open cell next door. The newcomer used the door as cover from the fire and Thirteen used him as a springboard to get over the door.

From above, she watched as another cell door was blasted off it's hinges taking a guard with it. Seeing her opportunity, Thirteen slid between the wall and the door, taking the form of the bloodied guard. His neck was bent in a way that Thirteen had never seen before and it didn't look healthy. Grabbing his gun and badge before crawling out from behind the door, she made sure to give the girl with glowing eyes a salute before turning her gun towards the other mutants. With no intention of firing, she only hoped the others wouldn't turn on her as her armor was fake.

Thirteen backed slowly towards the door at the end of the hall keeping her eyes on the facility dwellers and guards alike. She wasn't sure what to do now. Sure, she knew where the door to the outside was. Security wasn't that great when she was a child, but she wasn't sure how to get through it on her own now. Then she didn't want to leave the others behind to face the music of an attempted escape. So, she stood in the corner next to the door, sweaty hands furiously gripping a weapon she didn't know how to use.