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

Allen stared at her, neither offended nor hurt by her comment. "Fine then. How about you give me a five page essay of your life," he suggested.
Yhgiilra sighed, slightly disappointed at the fact that he took what she had said seriously.
"I wasn't being serious..." She muttered. "But fine. Guess there's no reason not to.
When I was born my mom was 19, which is pretty young to have a kid. I suppose she didn't want to be tied down with a kid so soon, so she left me at the doorstep of someone else's house and left. You'd think she'd just put me up for adoption, but turns that that's just too hard. So the family took me in, but they still didn't like me, so I ended up being treated like a rat for my entire childhood. I wanted to get my revenge, so instead of running away I studied science and whatnot alone in my room most of the time. Learned about the human body, poisons, and other boring stuff. When I turned 18 I was finally allowed to leave the house, but instead of leaving I made my family dinner. You should've seen the looks on their faces, they had no idea why I would want to thank them.
We had a garden with some foxgloves in it, so I stuck some of those in the meal, but made sure it was hardly noticeable when you looked at it. They ate the food, eventually died, and then I burned the house down. But I made sure to hurt myself as well, call for help, and work up some tears so I wouldn't look very guilty. They didn't catch me, so I continued on with getting revenge. Managed to find my Mom a while later, and by then she had another daughter. I killed her, and would've finished off my sister as well, but she was at school. Don't really know what happened to her, but I assume she's pretty mad.
Anyway, then I came to America, and somehow along the way got stuck here. My hyperactive friend named Bastian came here as well, he was following me, but we never get to see each other anyway so his 'sacrifice' was pretty useless.
So there, that's my history, as you have requested." Yhgiilra finished her ''five page essay'' and looked to Allen to see what he had to say about it.
 
Alexis picked up the elements book that Dimitri had neglected and opened it wide around her face to conceal her grin. "You would be on the floor, sick, and maybe dying from all the bones you digested," she then declared flatly.

"Ingested, I think you mean, not digested. For digested is in past tense. And according to you, my eminent demise would result from said action. So I wouldn't live beyond the consumption." Dimitri said with careful consideration. He smiled up at the book Alexis was using to block his view of her face. He would give her as good as she gave to him. He felt safe enough in their friendship to do so.

Andorra snorted as she watched the two play verbal tennis.
 
Yhgiilra sighed, slightly disappointed at the fact that he took what she had said seriously.
"I wasn't being serious..." She muttered. "But fine. Guess there's no reason not to.
When I was born my mom was 19, which is pretty young to have a kid. I suppose she didn't want to be tied down with a kid so soon, so she left me at the doorstep of someone else's house and left. You'd think she'd just put me up for adoption, but turns that that's just too hard. So the family took me in, but they still didn't like me, so I ended up being treated like a rat for my entire childhood. I wanted to get my revenge, so instead of running away I studied science and whatnot alone in my room most of the time. Learned about the human body, poisons, and other boring stuff. When I turned 18 I was finally allowed to leave the house, but instead of leaving I made my family dinner. You should've seen the looks on their faces, they had no idea why I would want to thank them.
We had a garden with some foxgloves in it, so I stuck some of those in the meal, but made sure it was hardly noticeable when you looked at it. They ate the food, eventually died, and then I burned the house down. But I made sure to hurt myself as well, call for help, and work up some tears so I wouldn't look very guilty. They didn't catch me, so I continued on with getting revenge. Managed to find my Mom a while later, and by then she had another daughter. I killed her, and would've finished off my sister as well, but she was at school. Don't really know what happened to her, but I assume she's pretty mad.
Anyway, then I came to America, and somehow along the way got stuck here. My hyperactive friend named Bastian came here as well, he was following me, but we never get to see each other anyway so his 'sacrifice' was pretty useless.
So there, that's my history, as you have requested." Yhgiilra finished her ''five page essay'' and looked to Allen to see what he had to say about it.
"Interesting. Good to know yours isn't a sob story either. It's more of a 'sobbing optional' story," Allen chuckled softly. "Have you heard anything of your sister?" He asked, curious.
 
"Ingested, I think you mean, not digested. For digested is in past tense. And according to you, my eminent demise would result from said action. So I wouldn't live beyond the consumption." Dimitri said with careful consideration. He smiled up at the book Alexis was using to block his view of her face. He would give her as good as she gave to him. He felt safe enough in their friendship to do so.

Andorra snorted as she watched the two play verbal tennis.
"Oh whatever. Either way, it's bad. You eat your friends—excluding me, of course. Felines don't eat fellow felines, that's just cannibalism. Then you're dying from ingesting all those bones, and I suppose lack of digesting aids in the dying. Sadness and badness all around." Alexis replied stubbornly. Bringing the book down below her chin, she looked to Andorra pleadingly. "Andorra, give a girl a hand here. This guy just can't see beyond my grammatical error!"
 
"Interesting. Good to know yours isn't a sob story either. It's more of a 'sobbing optional' story," Allen chuckled softly. "Have you heard anything of your sister?" He asked, curious.
"No, not really. Like I said, I don't know what's become of her." Yhgiilra replied dully. "Who knows. Maybe she's gotten herself trapped in here as well."
 
No, not really. Like I said, I don't know what's become of her." Yhgiilra replied dully. "Who knows. Maybe she's gotten herself trapped in here as well."
"You should ask Ryker about her, next time you have a one-on-one with him," Allen suggested. "That is, if you're as curious as I'd be if i thought my sibling may be here."
 
"The states." He replied, only to humor Ryker,"Same place they used to live before I was taken away. It's probably on my file if you don't remember. Probably didn't matter that much to you." He leaned back in his chair with his arms folded lazily in an 'I couldn't care less' position.

Ryker nodded slightly, "It was an honest question. It has been some years since I'd abducted you. So bring her here will involve a significant amount of paperwork and greasing the palms of several public officials. Good thing I have connections. " He replied quietly.
Sebastian silently fumed, but he knew it wasn't a big deal. Sebastian could remember the place perfectly, which was understandable. Because of this, he shouldn't expect everyone else to,"If I can help in any way, just let me know."
 
"You should ask Ryker about her, next time you have a one-on-one with him," Allen suggested. "That is, if you're as curious as I'd be if i thought my sibling may be here."
"Huh. Maybe I will. Though I don't see why Ryker would answer any questions I had for him, no matter what it was about. The guy's probably not too sensitive about family situations." She said and looked around in thought.
"And it's not like I'm lovable enough to make anyone a softie, either. I'm just a genetically modified organism. I am a walking GMO." Yhgiilra chuckled at that thought.
 
"Huh. Maybe I will. Though I don't see why Ryker would answer any questions I had for him, no matter what it was about. The guy's probably not too sensitive about family situations." She said and looked around in thought.
"And it's not like I'm lovable enough to make anyone a softie, either. I'm just a genetically modified organism. I am a walking GMO." Yhgiilra chuckled at that thought.
"He answers my questions. Usually. Most of them. But I don't really ask him questions, so I'm not sure how great your chances are," Allen shrugged, "If you know her name, which I assume and hope you do, then simply ask if he has somewhere with that name. The worst that could happen is he'll say no. Or say yes."
 
"He answers my questions. Usually. Most of them. But I don't really ask him questions, so I'm not sure how great your chances are," Allen shrugged, "If you know her name, which I assume and hope you do, then simply ask if he has somewhere with that name. The worst that could happen is he'll say no. Or say yes."
"You've asked him questions before?" Yhgiilra asked, slightly wanting to stray away from talking about her life any more. "Like what? Or by "I don't really ask him questions" do you mean you have never asked him anything before?"
 

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