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Scarlette Binme Kapuce

She didn't want to be considered a woman yet, wasn't ready to be the recipient of jewelry from men. -Sarah Blakley-Cartwright, Red Riding Hood

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a character in “The Wonderland Institute v2”, as played by Sambea

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ImageName:
Scarlette Binme Kapuce

Surname:
Kapuce

Alias/Nickname:
Scar/Red

Place of Birth:
Joseph, Oregon

DOB:
Sometime in October, files seem damaged.

Age:
13/14

Family:
Mother- Emmi Kapuce
Grandmother- Garnet Kapuce
Father is unknown.

Occupation:
Was to deliver bake goods.

Blood-Type:
O-

Criminal History:
Murder number of men claiming the are trying to eat her and her grandmother.

Mental Diagnostic:
Schizophrenia
Fantasy Prone Personality
Possibly PTSD

Supernatural Powers:
Summoning wolves.


Triggers:
Bulky men or creepy looking men.

Ideal Environment and Stimuli For Them:
Wooded area or a nice bakery.

Personality:
Scarlette is a sweet girl who loves to talk. She is very outgoing and will most likely think you are her friend. She is very imaginative and has an imaginary friend. Scarlette is kind to most people, except men and especially bulky men.

History:
Scarlette was born to a single mother and grandmother. She grew up in the woods and around the bakery. She was stalked by a man in his late twenties early thirties. He attacked her and her grandmother. Not much else is known for the files are damaged.

Relationship to Other Inmates:
Good unless they don't like her or men.

Progress:
Scarlette seems to be at steady, she is not getting better or getting worse.

So begins...

Scarlette Binme Kapuce's Story

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#, as written by Sambea
Scarlette sat in her room, staring at the walls. She didn't know what was going outside or who was doing what, but she was content in her room. Her hand traced images on the wall, nothing that could be seen by any other person, but her.




It was a story of a small girl, named Red, who was working with her mother. That day her mother wanted her to go to her grandmother's to deliver some baked goods since she was feeling ill. Red took the job happily, since she hadn't seen her grandmother in a while.

Red put on her red hood and filled the basket. She told her mother that she would be back later on in the day and headed out. It was a beautiful day. The sky was bright blue with a few puffy clouds going by. She was happy. It didn't take long for her to be in the woods. Red had grown up in the woods and she was familiar with the paths and wildlife. She was about halfway to her grandmother's house when she started to feel like someone was watching her. Red would stop and look around, but nothing was there. She continued to walk, keeping an eye on her surroundings.

The feeling stopped when she got to her grandmother's. The yellow house stood alone in the middle of a big clearing. Red ran the rest of the way. She just wanted to be with her grandmother and tell her what was going on, but when she went in the air felt different. It was darker. "Grandmother?" She called out.

A weird version of her grandmother came from her room. "I am in here." She said. Red walked in slowly.

"Grandmother, what big ears do you have?" Red asked.

"The better to hear you with, of course." She said.

"M-my what big eyes you have." Red stated.

"Hun, it is so I can see you better." Her grandmother smiled. Her teeth were sharp and big. Red backed up.

"What big teeth you have, grandmother." She said, trying to back out of the room. What she thought was her grandmother laughed a deep sinister laugh.

"The better to eat you with!" The thing yelled, jumping out at her.





The story stopped there, for now. A loud bang came from outside and she looked up. Scarlette couldn't see anything. "Why won't they ever let me out?" She whispered to herself.

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#, as written by Awinita
If anyone aside from Alice saw the red dress wearing woman who seemed more or less lucid simply nod aty the order to check up on Scarlette before seemingly vanishing without a sound from where she stood near the door it was rather musing to see. Start with the girl, Scarlette. Check the progress then go to normal work, Typical. She was going to be a wee bit late for her session with the so called old Man Winter. If she could get Aldric to interact with someone his own age....

But no, try as she might she barely got Aldric to speak. Maybe if she offered him something more than just her name ? Her age ? nah, too normal thing to ask for. Or to offer. Maybe a glimpse into her past. Vitas shifted into another random, seemingly so, hallway heading towards a door.

She went right to the point upon opening it with a simple flick of the wrist as a guard stood next to it. Going right for the progress chart she observed several things carefully. progress had indeed been made. Mental stablity was good, yes yes, things were progressing nicely. oh... wait... not eating ? oh no she ate. She heard a clatter of something falling as it echoed through the halls, ah, Aldric not getting what he wanted to eat. She made a mental note to ensure she had freshmeat for him when he visited her at the two hour session they had daily.

She already had in her mind what she wanted for him, from him, and what she'd give in exchange for it. He knew her name and barely tolorated her. But somehow, each of their sessions were in a different room within her desired meeting places within the Mirror Dimenesion. He always hated the brightness of the place. There was one place she hadnt tried yet

She turned from Scarlette focused on the information before speaking a few to the point questions "How are you feeling ? did you sleep well ?" Random seemingly but worth asking. She saw then when she looked that Scarlette was focused on the wall, her fingers tracing over it. but nothing was seen. So out of the bluew Vitas asked simple "Would you like a washable marker ?" Not that she would actually get her one....

She had an appointment to keep and she did not want to keep Aldric waiting If Scarlette wanted to talk however, Vitas could listen, this was possibly the only time the girl actually saw the head nurse, what looked to be a beautiful woman with long black hair, red dress. eletric green eyes. Vitas was the embodiment of beautiful it seemed, but she was also the head nurse. and something much more..... eldritch.

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#, as written by Sambea
Scarlette stared at the woman in red, though her eyes focused on the dress more so than that actual person in it. "I am doing well, thank you for asking. Though I much rather be where the people are." She answered. Her red hood was up, which it never came down unless she was taking off her cape... and Scarlette only took it off to bathe. She turned back to the wall. Tracing the images she had in her mind. She didn't care much for this woman. "If you must know, I slept as well as anyone. I mean... I sleep when I am bored, which I do get bored so much. You people won't give me my wolves back or let me see other people. My mother... that is who I really want to see more than anything." She looked over her hood towards the nurse. Scarlette was really not in the mood for lies, though she never was now that she was in her.

"Do not lie to me, nurse. I know very well what I can and can't have. As you can tell I am doing well. Write that on your paper and leave. I can tell by the way you stand that you have other things to do. I won't hold you any longer. Maybe as a thank you I can get some kind of company, even my imaginary friends are bored." She said before turning back to the wall for the last time.

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Character Portrait: Peter Banning Character Portrait: Aldric Von Hardt Character Portrait: Dr. James B. Hook Character Portrait: Scarlette Binme Kapuce Character Portrait: Vitas Warmoon
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#, as written by Awinita
Vitas smirked. marking down each answer as she went through the pages as if she didnt have a second care. At the thank you request she said simply "We shall see if you are able to vist with the other residents here. Until then I will have a orderly bring you some.... writing matierals." With that she slid the papers into the secure sealed safe anjd left the room. Scarlett was rather easy. Talkative a wee bit yes but still. a Good girl slowly getting ready to return to the world.

Maybe

Moving down the hall towards her desired cell she turned a corner. at that exact moment three things happened at once. the first was trhe klaxon blasting clear and stupidly fucking loud directly overhead as she stood below sucgh a speaker. The second was orderlies freaking out concerning something important, and finally, the mere briefiest hint of peter Banning fleeing down the hall away from her.

Oh joy....

Of all the times she had heard the klaxons going off she was in her office. She never saw what happened to the escapee. No. Her gaze turned however at the sudden shrieking of a spirte "Shut it!!" She hissed tersely briefly her body went limp in the hall as she left her body, her spirit visibly smacking something hard before returning to her body. Damned astral spirits drove her crazy! Why couldnt the dead stay dead ?!

She went down the hall to the corner and turned in time to see a tray go flying. Normally when she was about to see Aldric she let him into the Mirror Dimenesion, cracking the walls around him, letting him exit his cell into her own space. the cracks began to spread upon his walls within his cell. the portal point a literaly spiderweb of seemingly broken glasslike walls of white tile

But then Pan went down that exact hall. Vitas never really had to be called upon to take upon Pan in any manner, so she, for the moment, ignored the fleeing man, he would be caught soon enough she smurmised, instead she headed directly for Aldric's cell door. Where by her order, no orderly or guard was kept. She moved with a purpose towards Aldric's cell, the silver bars formed the wall along the hallway as she neared it the cracks continued, even muiltplied, to the point of forming free floating plexus patterns in the air of "broken wall" as she neared.

As the clock ticked past the one thirty mark Vitas spoke "Good afternoon Aldric." her voice to his ears was like sweet soft music aghainst the blasting of the thrice damned klaxon. She heard running steps. Crazy man was going to get himself killed. A flick of the wrist and the noise in his cell softened "Sorry about the noise, normally we do this in my office where the noise is softer. Banning has apparently gotten out of his room again" She stood outside the silver barred wall looking in.

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WARNING: Extremely harsh Language, threats of sexual violence. Read at own risk.

Peter "Pan" Banning had escaped, and made a hell of a racket in doing so. Damn the bad fucking luck. Fuck this. As the siren blared, Aldric turned away from the cracking wall that was the entrance to the Mirror Dimension, and stood, his Jade eyes slowly becoming Amber, as if the color were being poured into a basin of water.

As Vitas rounded the corner towards his cell, a resounding howl echoed throughout the corridors, matching if not over-taking the sound of the Klaxon before the clanging of something slamming against metal filled the air. First the boy, now the Wolf. Having grabbed the bedframe, Aldric was spurred on by the sudden noise of the Klaxon, he first had entered a fight-or-flight mode, and then his secondary personality took over, sending him into fight mode. Taking his metal bed-frame, he lifted it with ease and began to slam it against the Silver Bars of his only open Cell wall in an effort to break either the door or the bars themselves. He wouldn't dare touch them.

He snarled and growled with each motion of effort, the sounds of a wolf fighting something echoed from the secured door-windows. Aldric was a large man, and stronger than any man normally, so this was normally no big deal for him. He threw his bed-frame through the Shattered Mirror Portal, his back facing Vitas as she stood before his cell door. he looked over his shoulder, shaggy black hair falling around his face, his rags that they gave him for clothes disheveled and nearly torn from the effort of containing his body while he moved so violently.

He snarled and huffed, baring his razor-sharp teeth, all of them pointed except for his molars at the back as his Amber eyes stared at the woman. "Too fucking late for "sorry" don't you think? You're probably the fucking person who set it off. Fuck you. Fuck this place, fuck your boss, fuck your cat, and fuck that little pompous girl you were talking to not five minutes ago." he yelled. His voice boomed, and was loud and clear. It rumbled one's very marrow and he was restless. His hands twitched and he paced back and forth, never taking his eyes off Vitas.

He noted the flash of Peter running past his door, banging on it, trying to rally him to escape. Stooping down in a flash, Aldric grabbed the discarded tray that once possessed the old food and threw it fast; narrowly missing Vitas as it traveled through the bars of his cell, and the first security door before hitting the bars of the second with a loud CLANG!

"Fuck off pretty boy! You're throat will be on my fucking wall!" he screamed, his voice devolving into a growl as he finished the sentence. He began to pace again, eyes darting around his cell, trying to find something else he could use to try and break down his cell door. Grabbing a chair, he lifted it and began to bang it vigorously against the barred door, the chair's legs snapping immediately with the one swing. Snarling he picked it up and slammed it against the ground, the wooden chair shattering into hundreds of large splinters.

He immediately snarled in Anger, arms and hands flexing hard in wrath before he turned to Vitas and pointed at her, screaming insults in Gaelic "Téigh Dtí Diabhail, a thóin mór! Gabh Transna Ort Fhéin, Is cuma sa toll feisithe liomsa! Ráicleach! Aiteann!", which translated to: "Fuck off, you Fat Ass! Go Fuck yourself sideways, I don't give a fuck! Slut! Cunt!" in English.

He snarled and then charged Vitas, kicking an old, half-stale piece of Broccoli at her in the process, the thing landing at her feet as he grabbed the silver bars, his hands immediately steaming as he growled at her before immediately letting go of the bars and growling in agony, his steaming hands immediately beginning to blister, and then heal slowly.

Finally he turned to look at her. "Why the fuck are you here, Talak? Here to ask me some fuckin' retarded questions about how I'm feelin'? Eh? Well I think it's PRETTY FUCKIN' OBVIOUS, AIN'T IT?!" he held his arms out, gesturing to his whole cell, now a mess, his hands shaking again from both the pain and the restlessness and agitation he faced at the moment. "Or maybe you're here to finally kill me? Huh? You'd fuckin' like that, wouldn't you? Kill me, that way I can't resist when you move in to try and fuck with me and my mind. Why not just fuck me? Eh? Take off those fucking sacks of shitty rags you call clothes and press your arse against the bars, eh? You'd fuckin like that, wouldn't you? So what the fuck do you want?"

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#, as written by Sambea
Red had been twirling in her room when the sirens began. Peter had escaped again. It was becoming tiresome to have to hear the stupid siren play over and over again because they lacked the smarts to hold him in. If they would let her have him she could solve the problem. It is not like anyone would care if the boy was gone or not. She sure wouldn't have felt bad for it. He drove everyone nuts, including Alice. Red had stopped twirling and was heading for her bed when she heard a familiar sound coming from next door.

It sounded like her pups. She ran towards the door and pressed her ear against it. Above the siren she heard it loud an clear. It was one of her pups! "My pup is in the next room! It is so close, I can hear it. Please let me out, I just want to see my pup. It sounds very angry. I could calm it down. Just let me out, please!" She begged to the closed door. She could hear feet pounding the floor. Her nails grew longer and her teeth grew sharp. She dragged her hands down the door leaving marks. "LET ME HAVE MY PUP!!"

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#, as written by Rulke
GM POST

It had been a chaotic and long day, not the longest, but still pretty exhausting. Once the damage had been measured by the staff it was realised Cell Security needed to be updated with The Wolves Pit practically being rebuilt after Aldric almost escape attempt. While this went on during next two weeks.

Alice received word of a Juvenile Behavior Therapist interested in the position. Being, Peter Banning was still an issue with Jack too being a problem it did seem rather like a good idea.

Unfortunately, the problems outweighed the good, Salem, one of the inmates committed suicide the week after.

Alice, though, was steadfast, despite these major complications. Many would have buckled under the intense pressure from this all, but after her last breakdown, she seemed to attempt to keep herself coordinated. Even odder was when someone mentioned Cheshire or regarding progress of that patient, a nostalgic smile traced over Alice's lip. Something weird was certainly happening, but without further investigation, there was no need to overreact.

In the past when Cheshire was mentioned, Alice's sadism seemed to emerge quite prominently and she got angry and demanded cruel and unusual punishments for Cheshire. Now though, seemed rather calm, some may say downright intrigued by the progress. Some Doctor's have noticed her giggling and commenting during the staff meeting, 'Oh yes, she is such a wicked thing." not a lie, but the way it was said, suggested something of less towards nature.

It has been two weeks since the incident, cells have rebuilt and refitted, Aldric out of his coma and it has been reasoned by Jekyll, Warmoon and even Alice that perhaps Aldric could get outdoor privileges. It is believed that this could resolve much of his cabin fever and also provide the freedom he needs while under supervision. Of course, with this, the Garden now had to be just as warded heavily with magic. But, that was not difficult to do.

Unbeknownst to everyone, the darkness down within the crypt was stirring, it felt the weakness growing within all. Oh, how the boy who cried, cried so hard for it to stop. But now his only sound was the swinging from the metaphorical Gallow's Pole. It must work slowly, and not rush, especially as many of these magic users, if they knew, could strengthen this prison, this cell so not even the maddening cruel voice could speak in their darkest thoughts. Oh yes, it would be patient and in time Wonderland would become the Kingdom of this new Earth with the twisted aberrations of subjects that made up inmates and staff.

Once it was free, only once it was free

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#, as written by Sambea
Scarlette walked around her room talking to her imaginary friends before going to her door and calling out, "Can I see the pupper next door please? I mean I really do deserve some kind of stinking reward for not trying to escape during all that commotion! I promise to be a good girl! You will see if you just let me see the pupper! She tried to get someone's attention, anyone who was on duty and willing to listen. She hadn't really bothered anyone after the whole commotion. Scarlette did hear someone got hurt though and she hoped that they were alright.

She waited patiently and now she was tired of waiting. What kind of place wouldn't reward you for your good? She thought. She turned around and pressed her back against the door before sliding down and sitting. She began to sing,

"You were so young
And I guess I'm old
Open your eyes
I'll keep mine closed
I prefer standing
And you take your seat
I'll be wide awake
And you'll be asleep

And you'll fall down a hole
That's the one place we both know
You take me with you if you could, but I wouldn't go
I guess that sometimes we both lose our minds
To find a better road."


She sang loud enough to hope that the pupper next door would hear her, if they were still there.



Song Poison by All American Rejects

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His ears twitched, hearing the singing of the girl in the cell near-by, and he tilted his head to hear it better. Deciding to humor the girl, he let out a low, slow howl again, the corridors and cells near his echoing with the eerie sound of his howling, as if he were trying to sing with the girl, rhyming with the word "Road" in her song.

One couldn't blame him for trying to communicate what with how bored he was, and how long he'd been a lone since his outburst. He wanted to interact with someone, anyone it didn't matter. His howl was slow, about twenty seconds of continuous howling, sounding as real as it got from a Wolf of his age. A lone wolf in a forest of concrete, brick, wood, and metal. Wanting nothing more than to leave and be free once again.

After he was done howling he'd pause for a moment, letting the young girl process that he was still there. He would clear his throat and speak loudly, his voice echoing a little quieter than his howl. "You have a lovely voice, child....Please...sing some more."

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#, as written by Sambea
Scarlette almost stopped singing she heard the pupper's howl. It was beautiful and sweet. Once done she turned around on her knees and pressed her ear up against the door "I knew you were there! She laughed. Her heart beated fast as she thought she might, for once, have at least one of her puppers. Scarlette didn't feel so alone now.

But that all came to a hard stop when she heard a man's voice coming from where the pupper's howl had once come from. Her nails started to sharpen along with her teeth, "No, no, no... She whispered. Taking deep breaths she calmed herself down. She had to get better if she wanted to see her puppers again. "Down, down, down.. She whispered to herself till her nails and teeth were back to normal. Sitting back in the normal position she smoothed out her dress. "Anything for my sweet, pupper. She rang to him before she began to finish the song.

"I can be pensive
You can be so sure
You'll be the poison
You'll be the cure
I'm alone on the journey
I'm alive none the less
And when you do your very worst
Mmmmm it feels the best

And you'll fall down a hole
That's the one place we both know
You take me with you if you could, but I wouldn't go
I guess sometimes we both lose our minds
To find a better road

And you'll fall down a hole
That's the one place in this world that we both know
You take me with you if you could
But if you could I'd lose everything

Can't you see the faces melting as the sun rains from their eyes
Who are you to keep your head with the hearts that you hang behind
Look at yourself, look in the mirror, don't you see a lie?
That you tell yourself again a thousand times
And the truth that makes us laugh will make you cry
You wanna die? No?

So you fall down a hole
That's the one place where we both know
You take me with you if you could, but I wouldn't go
Because sometimes we both lose our minds
To find a better road."




Song Poison by All American Rejects

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Aldric could sense something wrong when there was a pause and heavy breathing. In response, Aldric let out some feral huffs, half-barks, if one wanted to call them that. They weren't nearly as loud as his howl, which he repeated with each repetition of the word "Road" in her song, though not as long as his initial howl, only a few seconds. After she was done, he let out a few more huffs, standing and moving towards the bars of his cell, leaning against the wall so that he wasn't touching the silver bars.

"What is your name, child? Or what may I call you?" he asked. His voice had a very slight accent, a sort of mix of Germanic and Celtic. Depending on the word, he rolled his R's, or replaced an S sound with a SCH sound instead, but again, it was very slight, hard to distinguish from the other accents he was exposed to and likely picked up over his two thousand years of life.

His age was strange; and while there was no official written documentation nor proof of his being that age, there was physical evidence: His bone structure. Despite being much taller than most humans at that time period, he still had a distinctly Germanic Skull and stature bearing a resemblance of how he was raised all those years ago. His eyes held wisdom some one who looked as old as he did shouldn't have, and even on good days, he rarely spoke if he didn't need to. He was a highly patient man, able to wait silently for hours or even days for something if he needed to without complaint. He was also stern, very stern; he had earned his place in many societies he'd been a part of where he hadn't committed crimes, and still acted as such.

He narrowed his eyes, waiting for an answer from the child in the next cell. He repeated his question, his voice, while stern, calm, and non-provocative. "Your name, Child. What is it?"

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#, as written by Sambea
Scarlette sat there in silence after her singing. It just so happened that when she sang it didn't bother her that the pupper in the next room was a man, but now the song was over and the thoughts in her mind began to roll. She was doing so well, so why was she having such a hard time now? She hadn't heard him the first time when he asked her her name. In fact, the only thing she could hear was the man's voice from that night at her grandmother's. My my my what a pretty little thing. A pretty little thing that I could eat all up.

It kept repeating her her mind over and over again until her nails and teeth got sharp. Then the a stern and calming male voice from the pupper next door came through asking her name. "S-Scarlette, my name is Scarlette, aka Little Red Riding Hood. You can call me Scar though... if you would like. What about you, pupper? What name do you have? Her voice was soft and she tried talking as loud as she could, given her state at the moment.

Her head was down, her hair like a curtain. She had her red hood up and her tiny hands shook as she played with the strings that tied the cape together.

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"Scarlette....as pretty a name as your singing." he said, sensing her instability through the wavering of her voice and the hesitation to answer him. He let out another small huff and answered her question. "Aldric. Aldric Von Hardt. I am the first werewolf." he answered her.

Little red Riding Hood? Interesting, he'd heard a similar legend while he travelled through Germany....months after he'd..turned someone into a werewolf by biting them. "Little Red Riding Hood....I know that name.... I believe one of my....enemies, tried to eat you, no?" he asked softly, sensing this would be a sensitive subject for her. Hopefully the microphones and cameras he was sure were in the Cell-Block were recording...he could be a therapist himself when he got out! He shook his head; no time for silly fantasies.

"The man who tried to hurt you....did he prefer to look like a wolf?" he asked gently, inching closer to the silver bars so his voice could be heard a little more clearly through the may security measures of his cell.

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#, as written by Sambea
She sat there listening to him. His name was Aldric. She whispered his name, letting the name roll off her tongue. She had wondered if he was actually the fist werewolf or that he was crazy enough to think he was. It wasn't far fetched given where they were at. Scarlette decided to give him the benefit of the doubt. Though she never really thought about who was the first, it was pretty cool to be talking to him though.

He had decided to bring up him and she tensed. She didn't like talking about what happened that night. Scarlette didn't talk about it with the therapists, she never felt comfortable with it. So talking to a male of all people about a situation that still haunted her today was a tad bit crazy. She picked at the end of her dress and softly said, "Eat is an understatement, Aldric The First." She tried to be funny, something she hadn't done in some time. There were many questions asked that night and the nights that followed the death of her attacker and the men she preyed on. Disgusting. Dirty. Men.

Scarlette rolled her eyes and looked off to the side the voice was coming from. "At first he preferred to try and look like my grandmother, then he a wolf... then a man... then a wolf when I... well when I killed him." She answered him, smirking at the end. She saw the flash of fear in the man's eyes when her puppers ripped him... when she gave the final blow. After all, that night before she didn't really want to be a woman just yet.

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Aldric let out a grunt at her little joke; funny. He grunted again when she finished describing what he looked like before she killed him. A small chuckle emerged from his throat, that turned into a laugh for a moment before he cleared his throat and calmed himself and became quiet.

"You are an interesting one, Scarlette. And much older than you sound if you are truly Red Riding Hood...", he paused, stroking his chin in thought. "When the...incident occurred... did you ever return to the house? I did. Perhaps a few days after it happened I was there...I was hunting the Wolf who attacked you and your grandmother....I made a mistake with him...I had to right what I had done wrong, and kill him myself....but you...you did it for me." he paused again, letting his words sink in and letting her process this information quietly.

"You have my thanks for doing my job for me...sort of." he chuckled again. "You...have a fondness for Wolves...dogs...whatever, despite the fact that the man who attacked you was a werewolf...like me....I'm curious as to why." he asked her with a slight raise in tone to his voice, one that implied he was sincere in his curiosity.

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Scarlette sat there and smiled as he laughed. So she still had it after all. It was good to hear someone have some kind of happy moment when she was around. It had been professional or pity. Now it was humor. She sat there with her pride for a moment, then he called her interesting and old. Rubbing her hands on her dress she thought about it. She had, in fact, returned to the house, but only so she drown herself in what happened. If only she could go numb, she might not have been here.

Honestly, she was wasn't expecting a thank you or even why she was interested in wolves. She thought about it, letting the silence sit between them. Her nails dragged against her legs as she thought. "People get older, Aldric. That tends to happen especially when they are forced to. Well, I did return to the house... though... more so because something was telling me to. It is sad when a little girl can find a grown man before a first wolf man can, but you are very very welcome." She got silent again before answering the last part. How could she explain it if she herself couldn't. "I don't know fully... what I do know is that the wolves that helped me were nice... and what that man was... he was a monster. And I... well... I somewhat turn into something similar... but it is only when I get this feeling that takes over... like... I can taste iron in my mouth when I see men. My lungs feel like they are closing... I get so angry... anyway. Since I am force to take this medicine I don't get to see my puppers anymore. I feel a sense of loneliness now." She decided talking anymore about it will bring up the darkest part and she wasn't ready for it, not now.

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Aldric let out a small hum as she spoke, signifying without words that he understood what she meant, all of it. People growing old, the fact that she found his prey before he did, the fact that he was a monster, that she may have turned into something similar, and that she felt the loneliness. He understood all of it, and decided it would be best not to press the matter too much further, if at all.

"Perhaps then you can work on...not killing men, if you wish to see me; the only dog in the building." he said calmly. He began to step away from the cell bars. "Seeing someone who isn't here to try and fix what is too far broken to be fixed would be nice.... It was nice to...meet you, Scarlette. Perhaps we'll actually see each other soon." he said to her before turning his back on the cell bars, and headed to his bed, easing himself into it and closing his eyes. Naps were good...they were most of what he did now, besides eat what scraps they gave him. At least, he felt they were scraps. Half-stale, not even warm, rarely any meat. Disgusting Prison food, it was. That's what it came down to. He was in a prison, and they served disgusting prison food.

Perhaps if he tried to eat an orderly they'd bring him fresher meat cooked to his specifications....he always did prefer Beef to Human Flesh. Lamb was nice too, when he could fight off the Guard Dogs by himself... Pork was alright, Chicken was fine, Turkey, was too dry for his tastes. Salmon was a delicacy he often had to fight bears for. He never cared for bears; much to noisy and stubborn; unwilling to share. Buffalo was also decent...but when he heard their numbers became low he stopped eating them over a hundred years ago. What good was a taste for food if that food hardly existed.... Either way; as his stomach growled he sighed, and closed his eyes for a dreamless nap.

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A cell door opened with a crack of breaking metal, however the cracking was also of the walls and floor rarher briefly before it reformed smooth undamaged surfaces as Vitas stepped into Scarlettes cell. The woman had a gentle look on her face, Jack Winters was progressing nicely, as was Scarlette and therefore had Vitas wandering over to ensure a peaceful meeting between Scarlette and Aldric, after all Scarlette had been begging to see her 'pupper' Whatever that meant.

And if it meant meeting Aldric in peaceful terms, then so be it

It had been three days since the conversation and Vitas had finished with Jack for the day after making the deal. She now needed to see how Aldric and Scarlette were progressing, and according to the orderly, Alrdic wasnt eating, so Vitas had subtly changed his assigned diet to salmon and lamb Sauteed just enough for good flavor, though Vitas herself hated lamb, when its the only thing on the table for the first 14 oyears of ones life, you tend to get tired of it

Stepping into Scarlettes cell Vitas noticed how she seemed calmer, and wasnt writing on the walls as much. "You have made good progress child. Come, I think there is someone you want to meet yes ?" She meant Aldric. He too had made good progress thanks to his chats with Scarlette. Vitas held her hand up towards the door, as if allowing Scarlette to proceed her to Aldrics cell door

The good news was, Scarlette was getting to see her Pupper

The good news was, Aldric was gonna wake up to a really good meal for once too

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Scarlette looked up at Vitas. It had been what seemed like months before she had visited, though she wasn't too keen when Vitas showed up. It meant emotionless and useless questions, but when she said she could meet someone she wanted to see Scarlette had perked up. It meant she got to see her pupper.

She scrambled up and followed Vitas to the next cell over. You know he is a male, Scarlette. You can do this. You did it in your cell. Just breathe slowly. Think back to the conversation you two had. It was nice. He is nice. He is not the monster that attacked you. He is a good guy. She had to repeat that to herself as they walked to the cell. Scarlette notice the plate of food and wondered if it was to distract him while she met Aldric. If maybe he couldn't be near people. And then the thoughts started to creep into her head. If he has to be distracted from her seeing him, is he really a good person. Plus he had to have done something wrong if he is in here. She could feel the change coming. No, no, no.

Then she saw him. Her nails and teeth became sharp, but she leaned down and rested one of her hands on her knee and held the other one up, "I... got... this..." She managed to say. He isn't the monster. He is a good man. He talked to me and he is funny. She thought over and over as she breathed. It took only a minute for her hands and teeth to turn normal and she looked up at Vitas, tears in her eyes, and a big smile. "I can control it."

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Aldric was quiet as the two appeared in his cell, quite literally next to his bed-side as he laid there. He opened his eyes, an amber glow filling them as he looked over his shoulder at the intruders. However, upon seeing who was there, the Amber faded to his naturally occurring Jade iris's, which took in the looks of Vitas and Scarlette calmly as he slowly sat up, broad shoulders flexing gently under the rags they passed as a shirt they gave him in this asylum, or at least after a recent panic attack what was left of the shirt they gave him. It wasn't that bad, but the shirt was dirty with what could only be assumed as blood as he had tried to touch the bars in his panic, the burning and bleeding of his hand snapping him back to reality.

He turned towards them, huffing in greeting, his cheeks puffing out as he did so, a low, non-threatening growl echoing from his throat. His nostrils flared, however, and he caught the scent of the fresh meat that Vitas had snuck into his diet. It was cooked, too, rare, but cooked. He took up the fork and knife he was given, not sharp enough to cause damage, but then he was strong enough that it didn't matter. Poking at the meat to verify that it was real, Aldric would at first be hesitant, but then would quickly cut it up into large, but manageable chunks, and scarf it and the rest of the meal down quickly but neatly, not making a mess.

Aldric's eyes moved to look at the women before him as he finished, leaning back against the wall. "To what do I owe the pleasure?" he asked with a calm, almost monotone voice.

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