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

Sophia said "I feel fine. I'm stronger."

"That's good. In fact, that's what I was hoping you'd say. Now I have been working on you some larger claws." He said as he picked up the syringe with the serum in it and came over to Sophia. "It will consist of shots in your knuckles. Will I have to restrain you?" He asked curiously.
 
"I don't. I'm just curious. " He said with a shrug.
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Andorra watched Cyra as she got up and came back. "Are they happy in your drawings? When I think of mine, they are vague memories. I was taken away quite young. I wish I had at least a photograph to remember them by. Their features have faded over the years." She replied honestly.

(Maybe could Laurel and Razeth be taken to a cell? It might be more fun if I played Laurel in a cell rather than on a gurney, since their done operating on her.)
Laurel said nothing in reply. She needed time to think things over, and right now Razeth's curiousty was the least of her concerns. Their were questions that had yet to be answered since she had been brought to this, and she longed to know the truth.
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Cyra listened before responding. "No. They're not always happy when I draw them, that is not how I remember them." She whispered shamefully.
 
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"That's good. In fact, that's what I was hoping you'd say. Now I have been working on you some larger claws." He said as he picked up the syringe with the serum in it and came over to Sophia. "It will consist of shots in your knuckles. Will I have to restrain you?" He asked curiously.
Sophia shook her head confidently, and replied "The vision of me with those 'knives' is enough to keep me restrained."
 
(Maybe could Laurel and Razeth be taken to a cell? It might be more fun if I played Laurel in a cell rather than on a gurney, since their done operating on her.)
Laurel said nothing in reply. She needed time to think things over, and right now Razeth's curiousty was the least of her concerns. Their were questions that had yet to be answered since she had been brought to this, and she longed to know the truth.
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Cyra listened before responding. "No. They're not always happy when I draw them, that is not how I remember them." She whispered shamefully.

( Oh, okay. But I thought their cells were single. So maybe they are neighbors and can talk through the vent?)
Razeth was glad they came to undo his restraints, even if it meant going back to his cell. As least he'd hand freedom of movement around his small space. Once free, he stopped up and followed the gaurds out.

The nurse came over to check on Laurel and take her vitals. Satisfied with the results, he nodded for her to be taken to her room for further recovery. They loosened her restraints and put her in a wheelchair.
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"Oh? How do you remember them, if I may ask?" Andorra asked quietly.
 
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( Oh, okay. But I thought their cells were single. So maybe they are neighbors and can talk through the vent?)
Razeth was glad they came to undo his restraints, even if it meant going back to his cell. As least he'd hand freedom of movement around his small space. Once free, he stopped up and followed the gaurds out.

The nurse came over to check on Laurel and take her vitals. Satisfied with the results, he nodded for her to be taken to her room for further recovery. They loosened her restraints and put her in a wheelchair.
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"Oh? How do you remember them, if I may ask?" Andorra asked quietly.
(Hmm... I wanted them to be together. Maybe we could think up some kind of excuse like they only have one cell from them both because the rest are full.)
Laurel did not willingly let the nurse to do so, but the wheelchair was just as imobilizing as the gurney. "Where are you taking me?" She demanded.
(I'm guessing the wheelchair has restraints because Laurel wouldn't willingly sit down and let them wheel her away :P )
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Cyra stood and turned away from Andorra before she could see that she was about to cry. It wasn't her fault, it was just that at the moment she was so overcome with emotions to face her friend.
 
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" What should we have? Everything just looks so good it's hard to decide."
"I think you mean 'everything just looks bad,'" Alexis scoffed as she cast a disgusted eye over the many trays of food, if it could be called that. "I'm not really hungry. At least, not for this," she said. She glanced around the room to see if any familiar faces could be found. "So how about you get some food, tell me if it's worth the stomach ache later, and I may try something. Capeche?"
 
"Capeche" Jacob grabbed a plate and went down the bar looking at all the food. He went through the fruit and dessert part of the bar and picked out what looked best
Alexis, hands clasped behind her back, followed Jacob as he went down the aisle. She viewed the food, taking in the individual smells. Now that she could smell particular items better, it wasn't so bad.
 

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