the answers are getting harder. || charlie Jul 9, 2012 18:46:01 GMT -5
Post by sabelle on Jul 9, 2012 18:46:01 GMT -5
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ooc | hope this is okayyyy. wasn't sure where exactly to make the post/how to start it.
It stank like wet dog and mold. God, she hated the smell of dogs, they reeked of so many different germs and feces. A shudder ran down her spine, the skin on her legs and arms raising up in a frenzy of small bumps. They must be harbouring some other shifters or retros in here, she could smell them amongst the damp surroundings, although the cell across from her was barren. Not to mention hear them, although there must not have been too many, for it was relatively quiet, except for the occasional animalistic sound or bang against the iron bars. She sighed softly, her back pressed against the cold and damp wall behind her. They had come for her while she had been roaming the Analoya hunting grounds, minding her own business. Two of them had snatched her up in her little cat form, she wasn't sure why they needed the two of them, after all, she was merely a five pound cat, nothing comparable to a lion or jaguar. She grinned to herself with the thought, wondering just what the Keepers had expected to run into when they had come looking for her. Sabelle wasn't one for causing a scene, and she wasn't about to fight the Keepers off, in all honesty she didn't mind them, they weren't all bad people, although some of them could be a little rough around the edges. And they didn't seem to take kindly to the freaks, like her, but, they were the ones holding them there.
"Sabelle, isn't it?" The woman keeper had said upon finding her in the woods. "We're supposed to collect you for some routine check ups, so if you'll please come easily.." The Keeper drifted off with a smile that was supposed to suggest pleasantness, but it came off as extremely forced to Sabelle. Not that she really minded, Sabelle was great at playing that game.
They had taken her through the indestructible wall, which astounded her all by itself, and through a maze of different buildings, all the while concealing what they were doing quite well. She went along for the ride, deciding that a change of scenery was in order anyway. Once they finally entered a building, Sabelle had nearly been blinded by the solemn, stark white walls. How did these people work in this place all day long? She would become so depressed so quickly, no wonder these people were so solemn and boring. The blandness of her scenery quickly put a damper on her own mood, and she felt her muscles aching and her eyes becoming heavy. If she shut her eyes she thought that even the blackness there would be nicer than the stark white of this place. She was pleased though, because that scenery didn't last for long. She was brought down a flight of stairs, and a door opened to show her an even more depressing room. The holding cells. Oh, how she should have known. The tiny cat had released a meek sound, letting her displeasure for the surroundings show, not that they cared at all.
"The doctor will come to collect you shortly, until then, you can hold up in here." The lady Keeper spoke again, opening her cell and placing her within it. There was a loud clanking of the iron as the door was shut and locked, and the pair of Keepers briskly set off, going back to their dull scenery above her prison. She had released another small meow, sticking a single small, dainty paw through the bars of her cell. She was a tiny thing, but still not small enough to squeeze through the bars. Why should she stay her feline self then? In her cat form she wouldn't be able to converse with her human captors, not to mention, if the doctor happened to be a male, she couldn't work any of her charm on him. This thought amused her. Would her charm really get her anywhere with any man in this place? They all seemed like sticklers.
Her muscles contracted and contorted, bones creaking and cracking as her body modified itself into her larger frame. Her fur thinned and eventually disappeared, revealing the smooth, pale skin which she was so captivated by. She gazed at her arms for a moment after the transformation, always finding herself intrigued by her human body. She had nodded off briefly after that, her head tilted back against the cold wall. She was awoken by the sound of the main door opening, and her eyes fluttered open, a yawn breaking across her face. Was this her doctor coming? Or were they going to hold her captive in here a little bit longer? She straightened up against the wall, running her fingers through the silky blonde strands of hair which fell perfectly around her face. She had to look good for when whoever was coming arrived. She wiped her palms against her pants, crossing one leg over the other daintily, her gaze lingering intently on the hallway just outside her cell.