Catch me if you can; [Tomas! :D]

[Elisabeth Ramsey]

What was that saying? About the hunter becoming the hunted? Elisabeth thought of it as she stepped back into the shadows, watching the man pursuing her. He wasn’t much taller than she was, she noted, and he was handsome. And, for some reason, he had followed her here. She had picked his brain sparingly and found in it mostly images of her - he really was intent on finding her. She had also found that he was her new Alpha, but had stopped there. It was rude to intrude on others’ thoughts, she knew, but her insatiable curiosity often got the better of her.

Elisabeth, now a young woman of nineteen, had undergone drastic changes since entering the Menagerie. She had shed most of her excess fat and was now mostly lean muscle, though she still retained a few womanly curves. Her blonde curls were pulled back in a high ponytail, and her eyes held a glint of something feral that they never had before. Still, she grinned girlishly as Tomas entered the creaking asylum. Bright eyes followed him from the next room over, safe in a well-chosen hiding spot. The Scout watched her Alpha approach, letting him get as close as she dared before taking action. She shrank into her dragonfly form and fluttered through a hole in the ceiling, landing on a moth-eaten cot on the second floor. “Getting colder!” Her voice rang out, full of joy and excitement, as she flew into a nook in one of the rafters. She would never say no to a rousing game of hide-and-go-seek.

[uhh yikes short XD and lacking pretty coding </3 will get on that asap u.u]

[TOMAS MCKELLAR]

Tomas McKellar had been wondering exactly who would suit his current purposes as a spy. When he saw Elisabeth Ramsey, he had thought that she was a nice girl but she was also not going to infiltrate Carna. That was until he began to hear other things. Such as the fact that she had been given telepathy by the Keepers, and her shift was so small no one would ever think to look for it.

He had seen her leaving that morning for some reason or another. It was one of the first times in weeks that he hadn't had something for him to do, and so he had pursued her without hesitation. Her trail led to the asylum, a place that many of the Fallen seemed to avoid due to the rumors that surrounded it. Tomas had no such qualms.

Who am I kidding? This place is creepy as Hell. Even in the sunlight, the creaking floorboards and the desolate, dusty rooms made him think of some bad horror movie. He was surprised to see that there was virtually no sign of the girl he'd been following, until he remembered just how small her shift was. Jesus. He raised a hand and rubbed at the nape of his neck, stepping from one room into the next.

Getting colder!

Tomas about jumped out of his skin. He spun on his heel to look behind him, but there was nothing there save for dust motes floating in a stream of sunlight. "Where are--" He broke off, remembering that she was a telepath. He couldn't help but smile at the game. Where are you hiding? At first, Tom felt silly thinking out each individual word, pointedly making it coherent--or at least he hoped so--in case she were listening in.

Colder. He stepped toward the staircase and made his way up it slowly. Maybe... Maybe this would prove as to whether or not she would be capable to begin with--playing hide and seek may have been a child's game, but there was something to be said for strategy and skill.

[Elisabeth Ramsey]

The dragonfly crept forward, peering around with her compound eyes. She watched as the Alpha made his way inside, moving cautiously from room to room. Her mind went unguarded for a moment and a few of his thoughts caught her attention—images of the asylum with undercurrents of fear. Creepy, really? She tilted her head and thought. This place hadn’t struck her as creepy, but then again, she had never seen a horror movie or heard a scary story, save for those in the Bible.

Lissy closed off the connection again, relaxing in the peace of her own mind, when something loud and distracting jarred her abilities out of control and nearly sent her stumbling off the rafter. Where are you hiding? For a moment her entire body turned to ice. Did he have a power, too? Where was that coming from? As panic held her, her hold over her telepathy faltered. Fleeting images from Tomas’s brain crowded hers, adding to the confusion, until she took a breath and steadied herself, taking control over her brain once more. Sometimes she really didn’t like this gift of God, though she felt ashamed to admit it.

Everything was alright. He knew she was a Telepath, and he was just playing the game with her. She mentally shook herself off and resolved to get back in it—she would not give up the game so easily, just because she’d had a little shock. This was her game and she would win it.

Lissy, buzzing with excitement once more, trotted over to a hole in one of the beams. It was huge, large enough for at least two dragonflies her size—this place really was rotting from the core. She crawled through it, into the next room, pausing at a crack to watch Tomas. She was sure she saw a smile on his face, and she grinned in return. He was having fun, too! This was going to be a great game. Maybe, if she was good enough at this, he’d want to play with her again.

And oh boy was she good at hide-and-go-seek. She spotted a broken rocking horse and the skeleton of a lamp in the next room and could barely hold in a gleeful giggle at the plan forming in her head. With a few small mental tugs—she was still working on refining her telekinesis—she knocked over the lamp and creaked the rocking horse a few times. Yes, that would surely lead him off of her trail. Beaming, she crawled out of her rafter and took flight, keeping to the shadows and swerving out of her current room in favor of one at the end of the hall, coming to a rest on a window sill, safely hidden by a curtain. And, with great effort, she spoke back to Tomas, playfully, directly into his mind, ‘I’ll tell you that when you surrender!’