Child At Heart, Monster By Nature (A Shape Shifting RP)

( You know I sit here and wonder if I am doing this RP justice with some of my posts but then you guys keep liking my posts so i suppose I am doing a decent job. Either that or you guy standards are way low. :lau

But then after you guys like my post I end up sitting there looking it over wondering which part you guys like, :barnie I just need to stop overthinking everything. Sometimes I hate my brain. :he Wait I know what you guys like, its Saskia isn't it? )
(You're doing great dear :lol: You're a real joy to write with, and I'm not just lying to make you feel better about yourself.

Haha, yes, Saskia is certainly an enjoyable read.)
 
William cocked an eyebrow at her as she stroked his hair, not because he didn't want her too but more because it was a strange thing to do. He chuckled a bit but tilted her head so she could continue to do it if she wanted to. He soaked up the sun on the warm sand when a thought popped into his head. "Do you need sun screen? I brought some along I was worried about your fair skin." He asked looking down at her.
Leah kept on going for a few more seconds, before responding as she stopped. “Yes, that would be nice. You brought some for me?” Leah looked at him with an amused and adoring smile, before asking softly “You brought it for me? Always so thoughtful, thank you dragon.”
 
Asa followed the couple into the room. He took his time closing the door and locking both handle and deadbolt. Another moment was taken to calculate his actions before he turn to stride towards Elliot. He stood in front of Elliot, a smile creeping into his expression as the silence settled between them. It could almost be doubted that Asa would take action, until his stillness was abruptly ended as his hand shot forward to strike Elliot's neck. Asa effortlessly threw Elliot against the wall, finding pleasure in the sound his head made as it hit the wall. "When Ryker told me I would be working with you, I wasn't pleased with the idea. But as I thought about it, I was glad to be working with someone who was as willing to bring Ryker's plans into fruition as I am. And now.." Asa stopped, scrapping his teeth clean as if he'd lost interest in the conversation. But he looked back to Elliot with harmful intent as he flashed his fangs close to his face. "We were both wrong. You are not eager to enjoy what Ryker is preparing for us, and you are not in the least willing to dedicate yourself to bring his plans about. You decide if you want to come on this mission, because if you do I expect you to dedicate yourself completely. It might be better for you not to come because if you mess up at all, well.. Let's just say your little girl friend won't be alive if you do." Asa collected a drop of venom on the tip of his fingernail and exhibited it for Elliot to see. "I will give you some time to decide whether you want to go on this mission. This will help." He took the pointed edge of his fingernail and stuck it into the vein running down Elliot's neck. "It's not enough to kill you, the pain isn't even nearly as bad as most snake bites, but it will help you decide how badly you want this, and if your strong enough to achieve it." Asa smiled demonicly and released Elliot from his grip to watch him fall to the floor.
After all that, Elliot slowly got up, not expressing the pain that surged in his body. He stared right at Asa, before responding “I do believe in what Ryker is preparing for us. But now my sister is dead. I am sure Ryker would allow about five minutes of affection before the mission started, but tell me if I’m mistaken. Because everyone at that mansion shows and have emotions. So you..” Elliot coughed, trying to contain his anger and not kill Asa with the help of Zoe, before continuing “shouldn’t jump to such conclusions.” He laid against the wall, controlling his pain which was beginning to subside some.
 
Lyra listened to his complementing her latest drawing, despite its silliness, that was unexpected. She felt bad having hurriedly taking the sketch pad from him and offered it back for him to finish looking at. "Sorry, I am just not used to showing other people my work, You can keep looking at it, I just figured you'd think it silly. And I hadn't thought of coloring it but that would make it pop with all the different books making up the castle. Hey thanks, perhaps that's what it was missing all this time!" She exclaimed happily, she never would have considered coloring it in, she didn't often mess with colors always doing her drawings in black and white.
Zaine hesitated for a moment, then took the book back since he really did want to finish looking. "No, I really don't think that at all. They're great. Proof that we haven't all lost our sanity and imaginations trough the great machine of Ryker's lab." He chuckled lightly, but it wasn't out of humor. He was still unsure as to what side he'd been dropped off on there. "Coloring certainly can complicate things, but it would make it pop."
 
Liam really didn't get her, just when he thought he did she did something he just couldn't wrap his head around. "I am not going to tell Ryker it was all you if he asks because that would be a lie. I could have stopped you, or refused to go along, you're not the only one to take blame. And what I meant was you came down here for the blood right? I know where it is and I can get it from the main lab if you want." He offered, if she needed it he didn't want her to leave without it.
"Actually, you did try to stop me," Samantha muttered. But she didn't say it loud enough to interrupt. She crossed her arms and heard him out, a grim smile on her face. "Yeah, I came down for the blood. It's not urgent, and it certainly isn't priority over the accident in there. I can come back later." Her stomach grumbling said otherwise, but she didn't say so out loud. She didn't really feel like sticking around down here to see what her poking around had done.
 
Victor was dumbfounded. He followed her like a zombie would, mindlessly. He loved her personality, always so unexpected and unique. And that’s why he hadn’t given up on her yet.
Lucy went to retrieve her book bag, only to stop mid stride and swivel around on her heel. She couldn't recall where she had left the thing. "Victor!" She skipped back like a giddy puppy. "Where'd we put our books?"

(Starting to think she's bipolar :lol: And wondering, does that make me...? :lau )
 

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