Introduction
The following message is provided by Shadow Government.
Dear Mr. and Mrs. __________,
We are respectfully and dutifully required to send you the following letter of information due to one of the following facts;
Your child is mentally insane or unstable.
Your child is not a human.
They do not get along with humans, or possibly other species.
If one of the following addresses you or your child, please continue reading. If not, this message shall soon wipe your memory with a laser scan...
Ignore that last line if you are still with us. The faculty of the facility has been keeping their eye on you and your family. They know what you are and they are specialized in the training to help and treat and care for your children. In the next forty-eight hours someone will be stopping by to take them away and if not willingly, we can make matters much worse for anyone who resists us.
Thank you, and hope to be hearing from you soon.
Signed, William Dofrey.
Every day there is a regular schedule of activities to do. In between times can be used by either recreational activites which includes; swimming, billiards, chess and other games, puzzles, television, music and dance, using the snack machines, chatting in the main room, painting, drawing, etc.
Schedule
7:00 a.m. Up/ dressed
7:05 a.m. Medication
7:30 a.m. Breakfast
8:20 a.m. Therapy{No required}
9:45 a.m. Occupational Therapy{Quiet, mostly} i.e. painting, swimming, etc.
1:30 p.m. Lunch
2:20 p.m. Group Therapy
4:30 p.m. Down Time- cards, checkers, and talking, etc.
7:00 p.m. Medication
7:30 p.m. Supper
8:20 p.m. Shower
9:05 p.m. Night meds {Possibly to sleep or to stay quiet.}
10:00 p.m. Lights out
10:20 p.m. Bed
Who's allowed here?
Angels
Centaurs
Demons
Dryads
Dwarfs
Elves
Fauns
Faeries
Gargoyles
Ghosts/Undead
Ghouls
Goblins
Griffons
Halfbloods
Harpys
Hybrids
Incubi {Incubus, Succubus}
Kitsunes
Mermaids
Mutants
Nymphs
Phoenix
Pixies
Serpents
Sirens
Shapeshifters
Vampires
Werewolves
Zombies
And any other non-humans.
Room 10-Adelaide Penetary
Room 11-Jag Ahadiel
Room 12-Dorian Ash Frumley
Room 13-Jennifer Brianne Edwards
Room 14-Reita Honiara
Room 15-Amara Luna
Room 16-Jäger Höllenhund
Room 17-Isadora GrayHart
Room 18-Two
Room 19-Alkaline Star Stewart
Room 20-Lena Penetary
Room 21-Dusk Haven
Room 22-Aoi Suzuki
Room 23-Aleighstar Neo Lovelock
Room 24-Jethro Calter
Room 25-Alistair Jones
Room 26-Razz
Room 27-Sidney Bernard
Room 28-Annika Baum
Room 29-Medusa
Room 30-Peter Hawk
Room 31-Donnie Jarél Nitingala
Room 32-
Room 33-
Name
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Nickname
Ethnicity
Birthday
Age
Room Number
Height
Weight
Eye Color
Hair Color
Build
Tattoos/Piercings
Scars
Clothing Styles
Appearance
Skills/Powers
Disorder
Species
Phobias/Fears
Bad Habits
Good Qualities
Bad Qualities
Sexual Background
Likes
Dislikes
History
Other
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They beckoned for her to come towards them, and she reluctantly stood, stomping to the door.
"The rest of you, go to your therapy. If you are not planned for today, have fun in the rec room." The order did not sound friendly.
They cuffed Alkaline and led her down the long hall towards the back of the asylum. Great, She thought, a light growl erupting from her bowels which caused the guard to her right to jerk her elbow followed by an angry stare. I get to get tested on again.
She had been behind the swinging doors before. Too many times to count. At first they tried shocking the crap out of her, but she would bounce back in a few days and be sent again.
They placed her upon the cold metal table, strapping her body down with thick leather straps. They placed something on her head, screwing in metal to hold it on. Then she was injected with a shot, slowly she could feel the medicine wrapping around her cells and veins, then she blacked out.
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Dorian watched the men escort AK out of the room, his head tilting as he watched, slightly ammused, and slightly upset. He didn't know where she was going but the people around her did not look happy.
Since it was his first day, he figured he would be one of the ones to go to therapy. Probably so they could feel him out.
He turned to Annika and bowed his head apologetically then muttered a, "Bye" before getting up and going to the guard waiting at the door to corral the numerous species out.
"Uh, therapy today?" He questioned. The woman looked down at her clipboard, flipping up a page and then asking his name which he answered.
"Yes, yes you do. Nurse Patina will see you in room A 15." He thanked her and then headed out where he was immediately stopped. "Excuse me, but you need someone to take you there. No client is allowed to wander the halls." She clicked on her walkie and asked them to send a couple of guards. In turn, Dorian rolled his eyes but patiently waited before he was seated in a room labeled with the doctor's name. He couldn't very much read it, but he was pushed inside the room and there he waited for whomever he was told to see.
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She smacked into Dorian and his guard patrol, her scowl lighten for a moment before she looked up at the guards "Seeing as you got him here and all I do suppose you gents could be my escort to the pool right? Her eyes lingered a bit on Dorian while she waited for an answer she hadnt seen many of the others but she was on a high note as was out of her room for once. She couldnt figure out what it was that he was. It took the guards clearing their throat for the third time to snap her to earth. "I can take you." said one of the guards leading her away. "See you around stranger." She winked before humming softly to herself.
The pool was empty which she didnt mind, she slid out of her over the top gown, into an over sized button up jumping in with out hesitation. She tail grew in before she reached the bottom of the pool. She willed the water to warm up around her thankful for that gift of hers it was always like ice cubes in this place she thought.
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He watched after her retreating figure, his mouth slightly unhinged. Her humming was astounding and inticing. He wanted to speak to her, but she was long gone now. He wondered what she was, what she went through.
He stepped into the office and sat down in one of the nice chairs awaiting his arrival.
The doctor cleared his throat and smiled at Dorian.
"Hello Mr. Frumley, my name is William Doffrey. It is a pleasure to meet you at last. Won't you get comfortable?"
Dorian's eyebrows lowered, something about this male wasn't quite making him cozy, but he slid deeper into the chair, his long legs lazily on the floor.
The doctor nodded and check a few pieces of paper on his desk, then their eyes met again.
"So you have schizophrenia. How many voices do you hear?"
"Uh..a lot. But one main one...She calls herself Maleficent." The doctor nodded at this and scribbled something down on a clean pad.
"And what does she say to you?" He asked, looking intently at the patient in front of him. He seemed very interested.
"Well, she likes it when I start fights, and uh, she forces me to...do bad things sometimes."
"And if you do not do the things she asks of you...?"
"She brings pain." His golden eyes hit the floor. He most certainly did not like sharing all of this personal information about himself, but maybe this could help keep her away.
When Mr. Dofrey looked up again he had an odd smile placed on half of his face. Dorian squirmed uncomfortably.
"What other side affects do you have from your disorder?"
"Well, I um, I have delusions. I occasionally speak random flurrys of words that I don't even understand or they don't make sense. Uh, I am rather violent, I guess." More furious writing. "What is this going to help William?"
"It will help the nurses to prescribe you to something fit for your mind alone. Plus it will be needed to know when guards are transporting you, or what to give you if you loose control. Now, do you hear Maleficent now?"
"All the time. So, yes." Don't tell him anything else!
"What is she saying now?"
"That I need to go, so if you will excuse me." Dorian rushed to the door. He wasn't sure if he was allowed to leave, but the doctor made a call for a couple of guards to take him to where the others were located.
"A swim sounds nice." He spoke up to them. If I could just grab my suit..." The male to his right nodded and took him to his room so he could change into his blue and black checkered shorts.
He pushed into the pool door and was surprised to see the girl from before. He sat at the edge of the pool, letting his feet touch the top of the water which was conveniently warm.
"Hello there."
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He nodded when she said her name, a smile forming and showing his teeth. He ran an absent minded hand through his hair, the touseled blonde lockes falling where they wanted. "I am Dorian Frumley. Pleased to meet you-"
A large wall of water was sent in his direction, in which he didn't even have time to react. He sputtered and coughed, shaking the droplets out of his hair then rubbing his eyes.
He hadn't been expecting that. When he reopened his eyes, it showed he had a devilish look like he wanted revenge.
He stood up, throwing his shirt to the side revealing his gleaming fit body then made a professional looking swan dive toward her.
She had already swam to the bottom and his eyes lingered on her tail. It was astonishing. He had never met a mermaid before.
When he went back up to the surface for air, he whipped his head back sending his hair away from his face so her could see. He leaned against the wall, looking down towards the bottom. Isadora is a witch. She growled in his head. He wanted to explode in anger, Maleficent always tried to make everything seem bad. But all he saw was beauty.
"You have your powers, I have mine." He chuckled mainly to himself before coaxing her up to continue conversing with him.
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Alkaline was wheeled out of the room, her eyes still jammed closed. All of the voices around her were building in volume and it was giving her a raging migraine. Couldn't they all just shut up?
She tried remembering what had happened. She remembered hearing the steady beating of her heart moniter, and the sound of numerous nervous doctors above her. A new light above her was blinding even behind closed lids.
A stick in her wrist made her flinch as she was given an I.V. of whatever they found necessary to fill her with.
Many different clinks of doctors equipment and another wave of pain hit her like an ocean of bricks. She couldn't move. Paralized by whatever they had her on.
Now her eyes barely squinted up, and she realized she was not moving anymore. She was actually on one of the couches in the rec room.
There was a blanket laid on top of her, and a glass of water set to the side. Knowing the doctors, they probably laced it with something. She growled and slapped the cup away, the glass shattering and skittering over the wood floors and water drenching the ground and a few pieces of furniture. "Fuck them for making me not normal. Or at least as normal as I'd like to be."
She put her hands in front of her, forcing all of her energy to attempt to weild fire, but not even a spark emitted from her tips. She wanted to barrel through the door and rip peoples heads off of their necks. She wanted to slam people into walls and shread things that stood in her wake.
No. But all she could do was be depressed. The last thing she had to hold onto was taken from her. No telling how long before she would be able to control anybody or even change.
She pulled her knees up to her chest and let a few silent tears stream down her cheeks.
She hid her face with her arms, laying them atop her knees until more people came into the room to join her.
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"If you're not going to therapy you should probably go to the rec room. I don't have therapy anymore. I don't know why exactly." she explained, before beginning to wander in the direction of the room in question.
In truth, any attmepts at therapy had been abandoned when it becuase clear that Two's....exccentricities were entirely involuntary. She didn't think herself into them, they just sort of...happened. It didn't help that she appeared to have very little idea of what her backgrond was or where she had come from. or at least she was repressing it to a point that she was certaily not going to tell anybody.
Not having therapy suited her perfectly well however, as she preferred having the time to herself rather than answering the same sort of questions over and over.
The hybrid plodded into the rec room, her tail trailing along behind her, though she drew to a halt when she was greeted by the sight of Alkaline, who seemed a little worse for wear. She vaguely remembered her getting taken off somewhere...perhaps that was the reason?
Two sprang up onto the arm of one of the coucheds, curling her paw-like feet around it and allowing her wing to drop down to her side.
"Um...um...Alkaline?" she asked, a little hesitantly given the girl's outburst earlier.
"Are you alright? I mean, you don't look so good...no offense."
She leaned back a little, hoping the girl wasn't going to set her on fire. She didn't want to be set on fire.
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Isadora lifted herself out of the pool sitting half way out of the water her tail still under water "Frumley huh?" she shook out her hair letting it fall around her covering body. "So you know what I am I am still confused what you are." She looked him over carefully "besides mildly cute." She grinned at him with a wink she turned her arms towards her to hide her scars better. "Let me guess you are a faun and you've come to have me join your harem?"
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"No, I'm not okay." She admitted, her voice cracking. Her eyes slid to the side, avoiding looking at Riley. She didn't like for males to see her vulnerable.
"I'm good...th-" She huffed and rolled her eyes at what she was about to say. "Thanks anyway."
Her eyes landed on Two again and she attempted at smiling but her lip quivered and she slammed her eyes shut to avoid more tears.
"I won't hurt you..You have done nothing to deserve it, dear." She sighed again and let her feet fall to the ground.
She pulled the blanket up over her and watched as more people came in to join them in the recreation room.
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Dorian laughed alloud at what she questioned. "God, no." He couldn't help but to continue laughing. The idea was absurd and he almost completely missed the fact that she complimented him.
Once he settled down, he grinned at her. "Your not so bad yourself, fishy." He snickered and then answered her.
"No, I am more the opposite, actually. I am a demon. I shift into a black dragon. Some people say I look metallic. But a lot of people avoid me after learning what I am." A hand went to the back of his neck and he glanced in her direction.
"Your not going to..leave, are you?"
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"What is it that you needed? I'm assuming you weren't going to touch my arm just for the hell of it."
Jag just made a small smile at this comment and covered his abilities by saying " I just wanted to get your attention and talk like normal... Things." Jag just kept smiling as the guards came in and announced the plans for the next part of the day.
"Well, it was nice to meet you... Ace was it? I won't hold you from doing whatever you need to do." Jag said. He turned around and walked out of the mess deciding what he was going to do with his time.
Since Jag didn't need to talk to anyone for therapy he decided to hit the weight room. He wanted some stress out and this was an easy way to do it. He decided to hit the bench. He put on some light weight, about 600 pounds and started repping. Eventually he would add another 100 but right now he was good.
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Isadora pulled a flawless scared to death look that lasted all of a few moments."Honestly my kind is seen as demons to men that fact that you got in water with me shocked the hell out of me you know, we sing to your kind and lure you to your watery grave." The last part melded into a song before she even noticed it throwing a hand over her mouth with a giggle "tricky tricky thing that singing bit." She eyed him cocking her head to the side "I wonder if a race as old as your can even be swayed with a pretty song." She said it more to herself then to him. "But nah I wont run I got a not so nice bite of my own," her eyes sparkled bright gold at him "OH I bet our colors match!" She giggled more laying on her back laughing a bit to hard for what it was called for, but she had almost forgotten the sound of her laugh. She leaned up on her elbows looking at him, "By the by Fishy is so not an ok nickname just f.y.i. I mean would you like me to call you Spyro?" Her eyes flickered to his with a cester cat smile, "Actually I kinda like it a bit."
She pulled her tail out of the water and quickly dried it rubbing her legs down with avocado oil glancing at him "So Spyro what else are you set to do then?"
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"Ah, a siren I presume." He murmered. He had heard the stories of their long past, but he had never personally met one. Her voice erupted, echoing off the walls and he was mesmirized by the tune. Not because he wanted to do anything she pleased, but was taken aback by how perfect her melodious voice was. He could see why males would be drawn to her besides her obvious looks.
He shrugged his shoulders. "I doubt it, I think I could tune you out...maybe." Which was a complete lie, now all he could think about was wanting to hear her sing. It would bring him joy to hear that voice again.
"Our colors?" He tilted his head, then noticed her eyes and his brows raised skeptically. How was that possible? Guess there is more to her than expected.
He watched her change positions and snickered when she denied his nickname. "Any ideas then? Scales, flipper?" He chuckled again then laughed alloud at her own clever nickname.
"Hey, I used to be obsessed with that game, so if you wanna' compare me to that badass purple dragon, go right ahead. Except I don't breathe fire. I make acid. And I have telekinesis." He watched her bathe herself in the delicious smelling oil and he wished to help her cover herself, but knew it was not polite to ask.
"I don't really have anything else planned. Going to the recreation room, I guess. What about you, love?"
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There was a roll of Dusk's black eyes, that flashed a brilliant blue. "Your actually talking to Dawn. Sorry Doc."
His voice was high pitched and feminine. The meds were starting to wear off.
"Well, Dawn, is there anything you'd like to talk about? I know from my previous sessions with Dusk's other personalities, that your the one that was raped."
Dawn glared at him, shifting Dusk's body into her own, a beautiful blonde girl. "What do you want from me Doctor? Yes, I was the one that got raped. So did Dusk. Why does that matter now?"
The Doctor tried to calm her down. "I just I'm trying to-" "Put us back together again?" She interupted sharply. "We're not Humpty-freaking-Dumpty, Doc!"
She got off the chair and stormed out of the room, saying, "Doctor Kraus can see you know." as she ran past a group of other "inmates" waiting.
She ran to a flight of stairs and sat down. Then, she started to cry.
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Amara's session was quick, like usual. Her symptoms were getting much better. She was far less violent and needy, her docter said.
But she hadn't been in the water forever. Her skin and her soul screamed for it.
She walked to the pool, bringing only a towel.
On her way there, she heard someone talking and stopped by the corner.
She recognized Dorian's voice, she had a crush on him for a while. They had never officially met though.
But who was the girl he was with? She peeped from behind the wall so she could see the pool.
It was Dorian, with his golden abbs. Man, he worked out alot. But he was with someone.
A..a siren? Mara thought she was the only siren in the asylum. And they were flirting from the sound of it!
Mara rolled her eyes in anger as she took a few steps back, cleared her head of any angry thoughts, and taking deep breaths.
She started walking forward, singing.
"Come all you pretty fair maids
Whoever you may be
Who love a jolly sailor
That plows the raging sea"
She tried to work her spells as she walked and when she came upon the pair she acted surprised.
"Oh. I'm sorry. Hope I didn't interupt anything." she said laughng nervously, as if she was embarrassed.
"Hope you don't mind if I get in the water. I miss it." she looked at the other siren. "You know the feeling, don't you 'Sister'?"
Amara jumped into the water and her tail formed.
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"I'm sorry..." she replied, with a sympathetic tone. Poor Alkaline. She did look rather shaken up. Two wasn't entirely sure what the staff might have done, but it must've been pretty nasty.
She broke from her reverie as she realized someone else was there, and glanced round to catch sight of Riley.
"Oh...hello Riley." she greeted, lifting her wide, paw-like hand to give a half-hearted wave of greeting to him.
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Once the voice hit her ears a low feral growl caught in Isadora's throat her eyes flashed to a deep red she had to fight her urge to move protectively towards Dorian. Her back went rigid watching the other Siren walk out jumping into the pool. Amara spoke to her "Hope you don't mind if I get in the water. I miss it." she looked at the other siren. "You know the feeling, don't you 'Sister'?" Isadora drew herself up to her full height as best she could. "Aye Sister" the words felt like venom on her tongue.
She had no reason to trust another Siren, and she rarely did. She blamed it on the fact that she was never around a "pod" if you will, of her kind. When she was tiny her father told her stories of how heartless and cold her kind was. His voice flickered into her head and she started to claw at her arms again.-Aww look someone has daddy issues you are such a rare girl arent you- she thought bitterly to herself.
She stop and shook her head her eyes flickering back to a nice golden green as a another girl with pointed ears dipped her feet in to the water. Isadora couldn't help her self she hadn't seen elves in so long. "Love your ears Poppet." Her voice light and friendly to the girl. She glanced between the elf and the other Siren, "Well I guess it would be proper to you know know you two's names. I'm Isadora and you?" Her hand still dangerously close to Dorian's.
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Also, the doll desperately wanted to experience this "group therapy" it had heard so much about.
"There you are!" Oh, there was that friendly man from earlier! Jäger purred as it was scooped up and carried out of the room. However, it was not brought to its room like it had expected. Once again Jäger was carried through the familiar maze to the back where it was placed in a room with another man. This room, however, was split in half by a glass plane; Jäger on one side and the man on the other. "I'll be back later," the caretaker said before leaving.
With a grunt, Jäger folded his ears back and hissed. Teeth bared, creepy grin in place, and fingers curled to reveal potentially dangerous (though currently harmless) claws. The man on the other side of the glass merely waited until he was sure the doll would listen. Once the doll had calmed down enough, the man tapped the glass to get its attention.
"<Hello, Hunter>," he said. Its ears perked up at the familiar language. None of the other caretakers really knew German, so naturally a translator was needed. But no one had ever gone through the effort of bringing one in before. This was special. More curious than angry, now, Jäger sat down in front of the glass and nodded to show that it had heard.
The man smiled and continued. "<It seems that I am to be your translator while you're here>," he explained. "<I hope we can get along. But, first things first, tell me about your day so far>."
"Hnn..." Jäger frowned as it pondered the question. No doubt, the man would eventually begin asking him to form a pact. A pact which it would turn down no matter what was offered. It did not want to tie itself to this place any longer than was necessary. "<I made a friend>," he said suddenly. Standing up, he flipped himself to his hands and grinned. "<Her name is Alkaline>."
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It was some time before the doll was allowed out of the room. It had been carried through the maze to the recreation room where the man had paused to speak to another guard. The whole time, Jäger chattered away to itself - managing to hold a very intelligent conversation with itself - in German. Occasionally, its voice would raise in pitch suddenly and the two doctors would have to wait until it had calmed down before resuming their conversation. As they spoke, the doll caught sight of Alkaline and Two. How cute, but it seemed its friend of in need of comforting. The doll gave a loud bark and waved.
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"I'll be fine, I guess. When I shift, I'll be as good as new." She already missed being a werewolf, but familiar thoughts came trumpeting through her head. Her ears perked up and she caught the noise and friendly gesture of Jäger.
She sprang up from her chair, retrieving the small toy-like creature from the caretaker's arms and grinned down at him.
"Hello, love." She practically sang, going back to sit in a recliner by herself.
She smiled warmly over towards Two and Riley, nodding as if to say, "Thank you"
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As he waited for Issie's response his mind was placed elsewhere, someone new had entered into the pool area and was singing a song that caught his attention. He followed her with his eyes, almost caught up in the sound of it, but once the tune was over, his gaze when back to Isadora. He had heard the merciful growl and was curious as to what had caused it. Could the other siren really be that threatening?
"Issie is nice." He chuckled again when she brought back up Spyro. He missed playing playstation at home and wished he could now, but again another sound returned his head back to Earth.
"Why, hello, Annika." He grinned up at her and gave her a wave, then looked back to the women in the water.
"Hmm..." He wanted to test and see if his powers could possibly be returning. Those drugs seemed to be wavering a bit, so he flicked his wrist to one side, causing a rather large wave to appear and wash over the edge of the pool.
He smiled in triumph and waited for Isadora to return to his side.
"Didn't mean to have you float down stream." He chuckled, looking into her eyes, another half smile forming.
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Riley paused for long enough to look out the window a whimper left his throat he missed running so badly, he hated not being able to change. He sighed being alone always bothered him, he went back to his painting with a heavy sigh.
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Isadora looked over at him a wave of fear trickled down her back at his control over water, its silly a mermaid scared of water it would be like a vampire scared of blood. She threw a smile on to her face, picking up her dress and ringing the water out of it looking up at him. "You are lucky your a looker Sypro."
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Dorian shrugged his shoulders, not entirely sure what she meant by that.
"A looker?" He asked, standing up to full erect, then proceeded to grab his belongings. He wanted to change back into some dry clothes. He was tired of swimming.
"I'll catch up with you ladies later. Meet me in the rec room, maybe?"
He was herded towards his room. He went to the dresser and got out a pair of black shorts and a grey v-neck and slipped them both on.
He attributed them with checkered vans and a studded belt.
He was escorted back out the recreation room. Alkaline, sitting on a chair with the doll. Two on the arm of a piece of furniture.
He went to the vending machines and pressed D9, a package of chocolate teddy grahms.
He bent down and scooped his winning then hopped up on the counter, opening the bag and popping two bears into his mouth before happily chewing on them.
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Isadora smiled sweetly at him as he left, she watched as he walked out waiting for him to be out of ear shot. Her eyes darted to Amara taking back on the dangerous red color. He voice took on the sing song tone it was more icy then it was towards Dorian, or the elf. "Tread your water very carefully Red. You have no idea what you will be diving into with me I promise you that." She looked over at the elf with soft eyes and a smile "catch you later deary."She waved over her shoulder walking out of the room.
Her blood boiled as the guards walked her to her room. She shut the door and changed into a crimson red fish tailed dress before heading to the rec room spying Dorian. She sauntered over to him sitting next to him stealing a handful of his teddy grahams "How on earth did you know these are my favorite you shouldn't have." She smiled brightly at him testing the water. She took in the room the place was always so still it was eery and unsettling. Her smile faulted her hand dropped to his curling her fingers around him, Quiet made her nervous and clingy but all she could think about was how warm his skin was on hers.
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But how? If he laid the pills mearely under his tongue, then he could simply spit them out once the nurse had left his quarters.
It seemed too easy, but it was worth a shot. His mind refocused when he heard the sound of the bag crinkling, yet still in his posession. He glanced down to see a feminine hand stealing a few of his chocolate pieces. His golden eyes whipped to the side, but his glare immediately lightened, seeing Isadora.
"Why hello, again." He said, smirking. His head tilted and he watched her intently. "Your favorite, eh? I personally also enjoy cheese-itz as well." He chuckled and his orbs darted down to where her hand wrapped around the top of his.
He could only raise his brows, clearing his throat, yet he did not retreat. He was just speechless for the moment. Taken aback that this gorgeous honey would come onto him so strongly.
A grin formed without his realization and he continued speaking in a smooth manner. "So you like chocolate teddys, tell me what else you like, or more about yourself. I'm...interested." He chortled again lightly before winking towards the miss.
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The hybrid lifted her paw and waved in greeting as Dorian walked in, accompanied by another figure, a girl whom she didn't know, and whom didn't really seem too interested on addressing anyone else.
She hunched her shoulders a let her paw drop, as it appeared that the unknown girl was keeping him occupied. He seemed to be awfully popular. If he was, he probably didn't really need her hanging around him. In fact it appeared most of the people she'd spoken to had gotten occupied with new people...and she wasn't entirely sure where the big chimera was.
Two folded her arms and leaned her head against the arm of the couch, unsure of what to do with herself.
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'So he's her territory? That certainly won't do.' she thought.
Mara waved to Dorian as he left, but when Issie threatened her, she frowned. Her eyes glowed green as the siren spoke.
"Tread your water very carefully Red. You have no idea what you will be diving into with me I promise you that."
Mara was barley able to fight the desire to strangle the siren. "And you have no idea what you'd be diving into with me."
She growled, but the other siren was already gone. She rolled her eyes and swam over to the elf.
"So, Annika, what's new with you?" She leaned against the end of the pool, resting her arms and looking up at the hybrid.
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Dawn eventually gave in to Dusk (Haha. That's a pretty good pun if I do say so myself) and allowed him to take control.
He shifted back into himself and sighed. Maybe he could go to the rec room.
He decided to go, where he saw Dorian and some other girl, and Two. He smiled and jumped onto the couch nect to Two.
"Hey there pretty lady." He said with a big grin. "Mind if I sit here?" He shifted into an exact clone of Two.
"Or maybe you'd like this more." He suggested and transformed into a shirtless Dorian. Dusk started to chuckle.
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Annika felt almost dazed by Isadora's changes in emotions, from the kindness of her words towards Annika to her fury toward Amara. Annika also had no idea what a poppet was but it most certainly didn't sound like a bad thing, and nobody had ever complimented her on her ears before, so that was a first. She sat there at the edge of the pool, watching the scene of things while also trying to calm everyone down with her telempathy. But then she was alone with Amara, Dorian had gone to the rec room and Annika assumed that Isadora had gone with him seeing as they seemed to be getting alone so 'swimmingly' just a moment ago. " Uh.. not much but i think i'm going to go read.." Annika got up and started heading towards the door "And i'm sorry about..." She wanted to apologize about how Isadora acted but she couldn't find the words to say it "Um.. bye" and ended up just walking out the door, leaving things awkwardly was Annika's specialty. "Where would you like to go now, the rec room, the gym, ' maybe back to your room?" her guard asked her, the guards were annoyingly kind to her, mostly because Annika was a very sensitive person who though didn't get angry often, was easily hurt. "Uh.. Rec room i guess"
Annika sat down in the corner of the room, farthest away from everyone else who was in the rec room, she didn't feel like interrupting their flirtation. She peered over a book she had already read hundreds of times, it was in German 'Grimms Märchen' she had read through all the stories a million times, trying to visualize herself as a human princess or something pure like a fairy or faun. She looked around and then something caught her eye, she knew his name as Riley, he was attractive and looked captivated with his small task of painting his pack. Then she could smell him, as all vampires should have been able to do, he was a werewolf, a creature that Annika was frightened of. She had many fears but werewolves made her shrink back into the corner of the room, wanting to disappear.
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My touch is toxic..
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Why can't I just burn?
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