"Sure come in Lea." He smiled at Axel, "Made them all, most can shift into a normal obict to avoid suspicion. I was bored." He shrugged and started mixing some chemicals.
"You made these because you were bored?" He asked, rather astonished, before turning to look at Lea, the feathers braided into his mane of thick hair and tail caught the light as he turned, shimmering iridescently against the little bit of a glow they were able to pick up on. "Hello, Lea." He greeted warmly, arms crossed casually across his chest.
"I had A lot of free time." A small explosion and a puff of blue smoke.
She looks at the hybrid, “Hello there” she said as she looks at Lu again, “No offense Lu, but you need to clean up your mess” she teased to him and she softly giggles at him as she leans against the wall beside her.
He nodded, before going back to continue examining the weapons, tail swishing in excitement as he picked each one up, examining each and every small detail, every nook and cranny. "These are amazing." He whispered softly, admiring the handiwork.
"Thats just the front door of them." He flips a switch from under the desk and the back of the wardrobe opens into a larger room. He then begins whipping of the blue smoke from his face and hair.
"Really..." He whispered, stepping into that larger room, looking around. "You've certainly had more than enough free time." He commented, his voice tinged with humor.
"Well, I guess... " He walked over to the bathroom to get into clean clothes.
*Once she had finished, she looked down at what she had drawn believing it symbolised her feelings towards being a vampire. But soon, without foreknowledge or intent, she started having flashes of Arthur's abuse. The words he would say to cut her deep, the names others would call forth to slander her. Words such as "Waste of space", "Whore", "Dumb", "Stupid", "Monster", "Skank", but the biggest one of all; "Freak". Relapsing over these memories in horror, she soon lost all feelings of her surroundings, clenching the pencil into her fist, tightly. She then closed her eyes just as tight, beginning to cry blood as she started to scratch every name that people had called her. Arthur, other people who'd seen her vampiric nature. She scratched them on the walls and floor of the drawing until it looked a lot like this:*
Nightfrost looked up from her drawing to see this and quickly put down her pencil, going wide eyed in surprise. “Are you ok?” She gently placed her hand on Elvyra’s arm, her thumb rubbing a little to try and be comforting to her. The tears of blood threw her off, but she couldn’t help but feel bad as she saw the words on the page. “Hey, it’s ok.... do you need to talk?”
*As if awoke from a terrible nightmare, she snapped out of her traumatic phase and simply stared at the other scared, confused and shocked. Tears of blood still streamed down her face as the other rubbed her arm in comfort. Despite her sleeves, however, her skin generated no heat. An ice block may as well of been under there. Elvyra was even too shocked to notice how vulnerable she was to detection; her cold, deathly-pale skin, tears of blood, even as she opened her mouth in an effort to find words, her fangs were threatening to reveal themselves.*...I-I...
((Sorry, I've been stuck with simply terrible migraines...))
Axel yawned, watching him leave, turning away from the weapons and returning to the main room, looking at all the chemicals, painfully curious. What were all of these for? What was their cause?
Axel yawned, watching him leave, turning away from the weapons and returning to the main room, looking at all the chemicals, painfully curious. What were all of these for? What was their cause?
"Your face is betraying your curiosity... They're for experiments and such." He steps out of he restroom.
"Like what? What kind of experiments are you attempting here?" He knelt, examining one jewel-toned liquid a bit closer, ruby eyes narrowed as he looked it over, trying to determine what this was, what it was meant to do. After all, he was vainly curious about anything having to do with experiments. It was quite fascinating.
"Well, the one your looking at could cause a house to light on fire faster than you can blink. It has lava in it, and the container is not glass. Some are sleep gases, others are just for fun." He said that with an evil grin.
Nightfrost looked deep into her face as if looking for a reason to the girl’s pain. She could feel the cold from the girl, and as she realized this, suspicion came to mind of Elvyra’s species. Not letting it show however she tried to at least stop her tears. “Hey, it’s ok.... it’ll be ok.” Nightfrost repeated to her in a soft tone
*She looked down, wallowing in sadness and despair. She then wiped the tears from her face while sniffling, as if to gain some kind emotional stability. She did a right-angle turn away from the other, and looked down at her hands, which now held the picture she had made.*...I...*She sighed.* I believe there's no point in concealing the truth anymore...*She took a deep breath.*...I-I'm a-
*She was quickly cut off by the woman inside her head.* "Don't do this, Elvyra."
*She then snapped her head up as if to look at her own forehead and spewed in a frightened rage.* I don't think I have much choice anymore, Eliza! *She sighed, took a deep breath and looked back at her picture.*...I-I'm a vampire...I-I drew this t-to initially convey h-how being a vampire...w-was actually like for me...Then...w-when I saw it...I-I don't know what came over me...I just got flashes...of A-Arthur...of other people...*The flashes started to come back, more softly this time but still cutting just as deep as she began to tear up.*...I-I just...I-I just...*She then sobbed profusely to herself, it was almost the equivalent of the cry of a bird, who's wings and legs were broken to the point of near enough no repair.*
*She was quickly cut off by the woman inside her head.* "Don't do this, Elvyra."
*She then snapped her head up as if to look at her own forehead and spewed in a frightened rage.* I don't think I have much choice anymore, Eliza! *She sighed, took a deep breath and looked back at her picture.*...I-I'm a vampire...I-I drew this t-to initially convey h-how being a vampire...w-was actually like for me...Then...w-when I saw it...I-I don't know what came over me...I just got flashes...of A-Arthur...of other people...*The flashes started to come back, more softly this time but still cutting just as deep as she began to tear up.*...I-I just...I-I just...*She then sobbed profusely to herself, it was almost the equivalent of the cry of a bird, who's wings and legs were broken to the point of near enough no repair.*
"Ooh, lava, sounds festive. How is there not heat radiating from it, though? It's...comfortable to be around" He examined it further, before straightening up. "So, which chemical is the most dangerous?" He turned, a sharp-toothed grin splitting his face.
"The tube is a very thin layer of titanium with obsidian, the stand under it abosbes the heat. The most dangerous would be the liquid radation, don't even try to touch it. Your fingers will be ice before you can even blink." He grabbed a pair of tounges and walked up to a lit burner.
"My fingers are already ice." He scoffed, following Lucerfir. "Amazing, though. How long did it take you to gather all this, and safely set it up without setting anything in jeopardy?"
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