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Thread: || Amphitheater ||

RE Eternal Peaks Psychiatric Institution Orientation Rdske Eyes bit down into her purplely-blue skin, bruised from being thrown around various different carriers until she'd reached this lifeless hole. With almost too much effort, the nymphs body shifted and her knees slid up in front of her chest, her arms pushing her back into a wall before looping her thin arms around her knees. Beautifully rounded nails played with the black rag like fabric that had been thrown carelessly over her once freely naked form. Obviously they had the need to cover up the natural beauty of life with their unnatural ways of their civilization. Eyes bore down on her, and she couldn't help but to feebly look up. His body was huge next to her - all of the more reasons to cower. The darkened look he'd given her rose questions in her head. Why do you dislike someone you've never met? Her honey suckle voice questioned, her chin resting against her knee while she stared at the madman on a pedestal before them. His words made little sense to her. While she knew a fair amount of English, there was still words well unknown to her. Yet her gut said she'd learn here real quick as to the true meaning of those words.
Thread: || Amphitheater ||

RE Eternal Peaks Psychiatric Institution Private First Class Jakob Garner Orientation Hall He looks down at her again, hearing the words she speaks to him, obviously not attuned to English like the humans in the facility. I don't hate supernaturals. He says before looking back up at the stand, his grip on his weapon remaining tight. I didn't want to get assigned here, honestly some of the things that happen here give me nightmares.. I'm sorry this is happening to you. He says, lowly enough so that only she can hear him. If you stay in line, the Doctors assign you to Cell Block A, you want to get there.. That's just my advice. He says while facing forward. His fingers tap silently against the metal of his rifle, the cord attached to his wrist almost feels like it's cutting off his blood pressure though he knows it isn't, he reaches up a free hand to adjust the helmet sitting on his head. He looks back down at her. Where did they take you from? He asks her, ignoring the mad Doctor speak about the Institution.
Thread: || Amphitheater ||

RE Eternal Peaks Psychiatric Institution Orientation Rdske Large hazel eyes, burdened with heavy bags underneath of them looked down. Her ears twitched as she listened intently. His words where pure, his heart beat remaining at a normal rate while his tone dipped sympathetically. Where had she ended up? On top of that... Whats assigned? And a... a doctor? She asked, tilting her head painfully to look up at him. I'm sorry for your nightmares. Life must be bad here... Her tone was losing its cheeriness. The life already draining. My waterfall on the edge of the north island. She breathed. Why did they steal me from my home? The nymphs hands grasped at the skin along her arms tightly. The words from the man upfront drowning out the silence, raising the hair on her arms alarmingly.
Thread: || Amphitheater ||

RE Eternal Peaks Psychiatric Institution He furrows his eyebrows, nobody had really seen him about advice on Language before hand, so explaining things would be a little difficult. He points up to the doctor at the stand. That's a doctor. He explains. They normally wear white. He pulls his helmet off for a moment, running a hand through his hair before putting it back on. Assigned is like.. Being placed somewhere. He says. So let's say you're assigned to a waterfall, you are placed at that waterfall. He says before sitting down next to her, flipping the safety of his gun to on before letting it drop to the ground, the cord still tight on his wrist. I guess we as humans are scared of you. He says while biting the inside of his cheek. So we try to study you in order to understand you better, and try to benefit from you.. Which I don't agree with. He explains while looking over at her. There's nothing to be afraid of, I'm sure you'll have a waterfall here. He says, trying to make it seem believable but he knows there will be no such occurrence at this facility.
Thread: || Amphitheater ||

RE Eternal Peaks Psychiatric Institution Orientation Kyli watched this doctors movements, she looked him over and tried to understand his purpose in life. Was that the man who brought her here? Her small and perfect little nose scrunched up, white was such an unnatural color for many things. Why white? Why do they wear those things? What do they do? She breathed, her beautiful tone so soft it was barely auditable. She had so many questions. Some of which she couldn't even fathom up the words for. Kylis small perfect lips opened, but she couldn't find the words for what else she wanted to say. She turned her eyes back to the guard who was taking the time to explain things to her, even sitting down with her to even things out, even if he still towered over her small huddled figure. Oh... but not everyone here needs a waterfall... so why would everyone get a waterfall? She asked, her thin brows knitting together while her eyes moved to the thing he took off his head and the other odd object he placed down. She took a soft breath, her focus shifting back to him as he tried to explain further more. Scared? That's when... something preys on you? It's that feeling in your gut? She asked, her brain almost beginning to overload. She wasn't used to this amount of human knowledge. But I've never hurt a creature... I save creatures... Her tone dropped. Whats a study? And.... my gut sinks but an experiment? Kylis honey suckle voice asked, the words finally forming and seemingly spilling out all at once. Kyli paused for a moment, What are those? She asked, her eyes gesturing to the odd and unnatural objects before moving back up to look at his features.
Thread: || Amphitheater ||

RE Eternal Peaks Psychiatric Institution She had so many questions, to even attempt to answer them all would overwhelm him easily. He opens his mouth to speak, but is interrupted by a voice in his ear telling him to get down to cell block C. Listen, I'll find you later to explain if you're still confused. He says to her before standing, clipping his gun on to his chest rig before looking down at her. Duty calls, good luck. He says before walking out of the room. He walks to the elevator, taking it down to Cell Block C.
Thread: || Amphitheater ||

Name Rupinder Rupi Vera Location Main Floor Orientation Hall Tag Natayla Silvka, Jinx Ballentyne, Akila Kassis. open. Rupi watched as each patient was taken out, starting with MB4523. Megan Ballentyne , or as she preferred, Jinx . The young woman had a look of utter confusion on her face and Rupi could tell at once she was not here voluntarily. Of course, most patients werent. With their conditions, most individuals would not exactly be prone to turning themselves for to be researched. Rupi was well aware that the vast majority of patients did not arrive here by choice. Some were sent by relatives and close families. Others were huntedfor a price. Science and research were put forth at Eternal Peaks and while for some, it was a line of work and a profession, for others it was a hobby and a sport. Still, it was wise not to dwell on the mentality that might be behind each of these faces. Not Megan Ballentyne, but patient MB4523. That was her identity now. Rupi had to remember that while they may be unique and special in some circumstances, they were also clearly dangerous people. She herself had her fair collection of close calls and near death experiences when patients often seized a chance for freedom or simply revenge. MB4523 was gagged and cuffed for a reason and could remain so if necessity required it. Then another disruption drew her glance. NS3456. Her name came unbidden in Rupis mind. Natalya Silvka . The wolf girl. Rupi wondered if it was real what the reports said about her, or if she was simply some child abandoned in the forest who grew up to mimick her surroundings. It was not an uncommon case. But just looking at the woman seemed to suggest a different circumstance in mind. The womans declaration, in what Rupi assumed to be Russian, proved significant for the doctor. This woman was the first she needed to work a psych evaluation on. Timid Jinx, the beautiful siren, and the troublemaker Zach could wait. But there was another matter that needed attending. As the patients were wheeled out, Rupi drew to her full height and looked right across to Akila Kassis. AK8866. Rupi said, speaking each letter and number with cold sternness. My office. Now. She ordered, then moved to leave the Amphitheatre herself. Dr. Rupinder Vera exits to Cell Block B - Offices Labs, post 2
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Orientation Tags no one She was kept pinned down until a gag was placed as well as added bindings, and then she was forced to her feet, the men moving her out of the large room towards what must be her new cell. Natalya was lucky not to be demoted to Cell Block C, although she didn't know that. No, she was in a rage so she could only snarl and growl against her gag, glaring at any who past them. They led her down a few hallways until they stepped inside a small white room, the wall's made of concrete except for one. Stepping out, they closed and locked the glass, watching it perfectly seal to the rest of the wall, making it impossible for her to escape Beside the door the glass shifted up as one man pushed it, making a small square in the glass obviously for slipping food inside. Give us your hands, and we will uncuff you. Orientation Tags Rupi Vera Akila's voice ran dry as her name was spoken, knowing that tone better than most. Sighing, she held tightly to the notepad and pen, stepping around the scene with the wolf before following Dr. Vera's footsteps out and towards her office at the end of the small hall. It wasn't until she had stepped inside the small therapy office that she asked...
Thread: || Amphitheater ||

Amphitheater Tag Jakob, Vera, Arellano Large doe-like hazel eyes stared up at the man while he was excused, the man easily comforted when his friend relieved him. Kylis small perky head nodded, her arms pulling her legs in further to her chest as her ears tuned back into the woman standing confidently over the crowd. From what ever speech shed given, the obviously inhuman woman began listing off numbers, all while people where nudged from the room with the ends of those odd contraptions. Blonde strands shifted, almost gleaming amidst the dingy light of the unnaturally lit room. The numbers continued to get listed off, before a guard nudged her with that metal thing, motioning her towards the door. Opening her mouth, the nymph quickly closed it in response to the daring death glare shed received in response to her resistance. Kylis legs where stiff as she stood, her once flawless skin still covered in flourishing bruises. Her muscles and several bones screamed in pain, but she pushed on as the guard sunk another just below her ribs. What would possibly happen to her now? The poor nymph barely understood where she was, nor what lied ahead. Cell Block B
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Thread: The Heart of the World -[Haru::Ironic]-

Though he would never admit it, Amarok actually quite liked how Zara was pressed against him. Her backside was shapely and soft in all the right ways, and the smell of her filled his nostrils as the wind passed over them. There was no mention made of it, and Amarok managed to keep any arousal under control. Luckily. If he noticed the way her skin flushed and her cheeks reddned he made no comment. Maybe he knew better. ---------- Amarok stretched as he dismounted Granite, and was about to help Zara down when she hopped off on her own. Then the blathering started. One moment she was setting up the cabin which was a little smaller than Amarok remembered, and then she was going on about nature and holding hands or some other girly shit. Flexing his left hand, the gauntlet magically silent as he made a fist, Amarok walked to the edge of the water and brought up his right hand to rub his chin as Zara put on a little display of skill. Impressive. he told her and then, with a wolfish grin - because he really had no other kind - Amarok posited a question. So what you are saying is that were I out on this Trial alone that I'd not be able to sustain myself because I know little about bowfishing? he asked her, trying to make sure that he understood what she was saying. Interesting. he said, and suddenly thrust his gauntleted left hand toward the water, speaking a single word. Fulmen! he said, the arcane word spilling off his tongue with practiced ease. What followed seemed to happen in slow motion, though in fact it happened in a split second. First the smell of ozone, almost overwhelming even as the hairs on Zara's body stood on end, slightly tingling. Then, from Amarok's outstretched palm, a blueish white light as the bolt of lightning cracked outward. There was no accompanying thunder like there might be under natural circumstance. Instead there was simply the buildup and discharge of evocation magic as he channeled his power through the gauntlet. The water crackled as the electricity struck it, dissipating along the suface, though how deep the charge went was evident as a dozen or more fish floated to the surface, quite dead. Turning to Zara with that same grin he retorted, You were saying? With a snort he waded into the water to collect his fish, some of which were a little cooked already, and he piled them on the back and then looked about. I'm not sure there's enough wood here to gather to cook. Maybe in the cabin? he mused, and went to check. There was none inside, but there was a small woodpile just outside and to the back. Here we go. Amarok said, and sat about building a suitable fire, using the small folding spade to dig a decent little hole first before stacking the wood just so and using the kindling to soon have a roaring fire. Amarok offered Zara the frying pan first. Ladies first, right? he said, a smile on his lips.
Thread: The Heart of the World -[Haru::Ironic]-

Thats not what I am saying. Zara huffed up her chest, narrowing her eyes as her face twisted in aggravation. Its nothing to do with bow fishing. All I am simply trying to get at is that you need to understand the world around you. If you became a Healer it will open your eyes to everything. It will show you things you havent known before. And itll even make you the best male anthro that ever walked this land! She tossed her hands up in the air to add emphasis on her words. Her eyes kept onto Amarok, watching him attentively for his scene in the spotlight. Zara couldnt help but roll her eyes in revulsion. You just act like you know it all when in reality you dont. With clenched teeth she spoke, sizing up the wolf before her. The rumble of his arcane command startled Zara enough to make her wince. Abruptly the bristles that was dispersed throughout her frame began to do handstands. The current of electricity escalating with each fleeting second. Neon blue flickered in her irises, the lightening crackling down to strike the water below it. A beautiful display of the voltage scattering around like tree roots in the water was a sight to see. And the power that surged off from him was remarkable. Nodding her head sluggishly she admitted Not too shabby, my friend. But why do you have to resort to magic and not your survival skills? I think its pathetic somewhat. Are you just a wolf who hides behind magic? Her provoking developed to be more personal, and even she knew that it was crossing some lines. Once the roaring fire was lit and bright in color, she added Oh? Lighting a fire without a flick of the wrist to commence your lightening? She chuckled before continuing, Now that is impressive. Zara was the type of girl that thought her own shit dont stink. Also her know it all attitude didnt help her out either. Crackling sounds emitted from the wood that was burning, sunny flames danced with the wind as it stung Zaras face in a comforting way. Was that intended to say that my place as a lady involves cooking for pigs like you? She hissed as she glared at the metal handle on the pan that mirrored the sight of the blazes twirling. Stomping her feet on the ground she approached him, bending her head within inches from his muzzle. This isnt funny and you should be ashamed of yourself for a crude comment. Silent she stayed for a moment, letting her words of anger sink inside of that thick skull of his. Her eyes stayed glued to his yellow hues before darting her own away. Snatching her raw prize she sat crisscrossed away from him and took a heartily bite, bones crunching as blood poured from the sides of her lips. The glare never ceased, staring him down as if he were next to get chomped into as she severely masticated her food. Her swallow was hard, her throat tensing as the meal made its way down her esophagus. I dont get why we were paired together. Everyone knows weve never been close or cooperated together. Its some bull shit. The anger persisted as she opened her maw to bite down once more, tugging away the flesh barbarically.
Thread: The Heart of the World -[Haru::Ironic]-

As Zara chewed her food slowly she listened to Amarok and what he had to say in response to her bad-mannered comments. Though it didnt show on the outside, in the inside she began to feel slightly upset with herself. If she could learn to manage her temper and change her egocentric ways then the Trial would go much smoother and stress-free. The two of them sat soundlessly as they ate their dinner. Repeatedly the conversation reran in her thick skull, but she couldnt say the same for Amarok. It was hard to read what he was feeling. Occasionally her blue hues would glance up towards the wolf only to hastily look back down. She didnt want him to see her infrequent glimpses. Her meal was finished and her stomach was full. Outstretching her hands she yawned, the supper initiating her to grow tired. There isnt any way that I could allow that to happen, Amarok. She replied to his mention, sitting up and gluing her eyes on him. Though I may disagree with some topics I am not a bitter person in that manner. Her eyes were wide open as if she were never tired just a moment ago. Theres some space on the floor small enough for me. I will sleep there and you can have the bed. No instigations. With palms on the ground she lifted herself up, tossing away the remnants of the Salmon before stretching one last time. We need to start heading out early in the morning so we will need to get going on our rest. No sense in acting on behavior just to not get a good nights sleep . Zara made her way towards the cabin, the warmth of the flames gradually disappeared. Stepping foot inside the snug cabin she would note the bed and the small space below it. There was two pillows and blankets, taking one of each and making a comfortable spot on the rugged floor. She fluffed her pillow before resting her weary head on it, ensuring the blanket covered her body warmly. Wondering when Amarok would step inside of the room, her eyelid grew heavy and soon she allowed the sleepy to succumb over her.
Thread: The Heart of the World -[Haru::Ironic]-

Though she tried to hide the furtive glances aimed his way, Amarok was keenly aware of Zara's slight shift in attitude. Whereas her training had concentrated on her archery, and her healing, his combat prowess had concentrated on things like situational and spatial awareness. reading a foe's body language, and small inflections in tone and posture could sometimes spell the difference between life and death. Amarok noticed, but her caustic manner prevented him from inquiring. Which was just as well. The large wolf found the feline a bit abrasive, but with a minor attitude adjustment there had certainly been times he'd wanted her. At least physically. She was gorgeous, and the only thing which had kept him from pursuing her was her mouth and what was assuredly an acidic valley between her legs that would dissolve any prick that tried to wrench any amount of pleasure from her. Amarok had asked around, and found that she concentrated solely on her studies, as most of the cadets did, and he wondered if she knew how to have fun at all. With a sigh he acquiesced to her demand that she sleep on the floor. He was not going to argue the point, when it was obvious that between the two of them she was the far more stressed of the two and would need more rest to get through this Trial without cracking. Remaining silent as she said her peace, Amarok watched one of the Academy's finest behinds as Zara moved into the cabin, her hips swaying in a tantalizing way whether she realized it or not. With an exhale Amarok tended the fire and had it roaring, spitting and popping, as he moved to Granite and got into the bags, geting his own blanket and pillow that he'd brought. The bag had plenty of room, so why not? Moving to the cabin he could hear Zara's soft steady breathing, deep and rhythmic in her state of sleep, and Amarok slipped into the cabin. Standing over the sleepign female Amarok took note of how gorgeous she was, and pondered only a moment before he bent, scooping her into his arms and cradling her for the briefest of moments before he laid her gently, almost tenderly, into the bed. Sleep tight, caustic healer. he said, the irony of the juxtaposition not lost on him. The female was a swirling riptide of dichotomies, and Amarok himself was likely no better. Each individual had their foibles and yet it was hard to see it in yourself and so easy to see in others. That was the way of the world, wasn't it? Unless Zara awakened to once more spit venom at him, Amarok slipped out of his enchanted armor and gauntlet, the items making scarcely a noise as he set them to the side and stripped down to his loincloth, then settled on the floor. Bound and determined to get some sleep, the wolf would close his eyes and hope it claimed him quickly.