Olivia Hootney's Story

The room marked '261' was next on the guard's list. Millie heard the lock click, and the door was knocked on, before the two guards entered her room. Millie sat-up from the bed she was laying on, wondering what she had done to draw them back to her room.

"Come on, get dressed" one of them called, Millie was still in her gown - she had completely forgotten about clothes. The guard placed a pile of folded clothing down on the desk. Millie walked over and picked up the clothes, inspecting them as the other guard then threw down a pair of shoes. The guards folded there arms over, waiting impatiently, "Hurry up" one of them grunted, Millie growled in response, "Wait outside" she told them. They hesistated for a while, keeping a stern look on their face. They didn't trust her. Mille snarled, sounding more like a wolf now, "Outside. Or I'm not getting dressed." slowly the guards nodded, then left the room and closed the door behind them, locking it again and standing on eitherside, holding a typical guard position.

Inside the room, Millie glanced at herself in the mirror, her eyes glew a deeper orange from her snarling. It seemed that she really was a wolf, but only on the inside Millie thought to herself, then placing the clothes down and pulling the cord that held up her gown. She dressed delibaretly slowly, causing one of the guards outside to shout, "Stop fuckin' around in there, hurry up 261" the guards yell was a little too loud as it rang down the corridor.

After clothing herself completely, Millie walked over to the door and gave it a knock, glaring up at the guards as they opened, looking down at her from their towering heights. They ushered her out, locked the door behind her, and forced her to walk down the hall. "You're going to meet the others" one guard began, "Be nice, don't rip anyone up, wolfy" the other guard finished, chuckling. They both chuckled, Millie growled but continued to walk. They stopped as the reached a plain white door marked 'MEDIA ROOM' and opened the door, shoving her in. Millie almost tripped up on her feet, which made her growl once more, letting out an angry bark toward the door, which made her jolt back, surprised at the sound she just made. Millie stumbled back, holding a hand up to her mouth as she wondered toward a chair by the TV area, not noticing the two. "What the crap was that?" she mumbled to herself, plopping herself down into a white chair as she tried to puzzle together what just happened, not really coming to terms yet that she really was a wolf.

Millie stopped in her tracks as she heard Julius mention that she "went full wolf!" and sighed softly, resisiting the urge to scratch her cheek with her bloodied hand, "So it wasn't just the simulation.." she thought out loud before continuing on. As the two came to the door, Millie went to push her hand against it to open it, but Julius had stepped infront of her and opened it himself. Millie glanced at him, wondering why he was bouncing - was her wolf transformation that fascinating to him? - but as she entered the room her thoughts were blocked by the sound of voices and music and suddenly she wondered how she was going to go about explaining the blood all over her mouth, neck and hands.

Millie wondered quietly over to the water dispenser and grabbed a cup. The blood was now dry, and began to crack with her movements. She hated the feeling of it, but somehow she knew she'd have to get use to it. She ignored the others, not even glancing toward Olivia as she seemingly hovered from the ground. Yet her attention was caught by a new voice, and she turned her head just a bit to gain vision of the new girl.

Millie scowled as she filled the cup with water, she's young..I wonder how young... Then turning her attention back to the water dispenser, she lifted the cup to her lips and took a small sip. The blood in her mouth gathered moisture, and slid down her throat in a grotesque fashion which made Millie choke and splutter. She covered her hand over her mouth as she spit up the blood of the rabbit, which had remained dormant in her mouth until now.

With a slight blush of embaressment, assuming someone had seen or heard her choking, Millie straightened herself up, then wiped off her hand on her shirt glancing over to Julius for a moment and then turning her attention to the cup of water again. Attempting to draw any attention away from herself, Millie look to the young girl and cleared her throat before speaking "So..how old are you? I mean, you look pretty young." straight to the point. She didn't bother to introduce herself. That seemed such a..ordinary.. thing to do. Millie didn't favour the idea of ordinary.