"But that's wrong!" Mariah protested. Her tough shell was coming out, "Show us what you're doing! Or at least me if no one else has the balls for it."
Yeah everyone else is gone.
"Kid, just go! It's none of your business and it's personal!" His eyes narrow at you.
"Kid, just go! It's none of your business and it's personal!" His eyes narrow at you.
She puts her hands on her hips, "I won't stop bothering you until you show me!"
He closes the door. "Good thing I have locks then!"
She put one foot in the door and winced as it closed on it, but like any good cat, anywhere her head can fit, the rest of her body shall follow and so she forced her head through the crack and after making sure her tail wouldn't get caught, she stepped in, "Show me."
He jumps, glaring more at you "No! Right now it's just research anyway," He growls before scoffing. "Besides what do you care?"
"Because what you're doing is illegal... I'm pretty sure anyways... But it also seems interesting. How do you do research on something like this anyways?"
"I've made journals about it before... There's actually no law against bringing people back from the dead, at least not that I could tell." He shrugs.
"Okay... But... I know that it's possible to bring a body back to life with electricity and you can make the heart beat again for a couple of minutes but how would you get it to last longer? Wouldn't you need a constant supply of electricity?"
Webbed feet are incredibly difficult to walk on out of the water, but at least that is poor Scylla's only complication tonight: Normally, people give her stares for her obviously non-human body, but tonight she just looks like she's dressed up as some kind of monster. She's even wearing her fishscale-leather tunic and pants to play up the costume look.
Seeing the light on at the old lab, but the crowds of kids largely avoiding it, Scylla naturally assumes that some mean old man must live there that is being snubbed by the crowds of children. Best bring some Halloween spirit up that way!
She stumps down the walk, her big feet flapping on the cobblestones, but stops several feet behind the girl apparently trying to force her way into the house. "Uhh.. Trick or treat, I guess?"
Seeing the light on at the old lab, but the crowds of kids largely avoiding it, Scylla naturally assumes that some mean old man must live there that is being snubbed by the crowds of children. Best bring some Halloween spirit up that way!
She stumps down the walk, her big feet flapping on the cobblestones, but stops several feet behind the girl apparently trying to force her way into the house. "Uhh.. Trick or treat, I guess?"
He's staring down at the girl who seems to be several feet smaller than him, looks like he could snap her like a toothpick. Though, he looks far too tired for that.
"Because I've done it before! It's just some research for a later project, it's one I've been working on for years... There are so many variables it might not even matter so will you just leave??"
"Because I've done it before! It's just some research for a later project, it's one I've been working on for years... There are so many variables it might not even matter so will you just leave??"
"No. I want to watch what you're doing," she huffed and folded her arms. She wasn't going to budge even for the apocalypse.
"It's just research! I'm writing some journals! That's it!" He growled angrily, his voice raising. He's scary when he's angry.
Her ears went back and she stuttered when she spoke, now feeling more scared, "C-can I see your notes?"
"No! You CANNOT see my notes! They are personal, they are ALSO my property! That goes for this laboratory as well! This is my home and you just waltz in here?!" He takes a step towards you, something shiny in his hand. "I am tired.. Of kids who just expect to get my life's work just by Coming into my house like this...."
"I don't want to take your work!" she protested urgently, "I'm curious is all!" the cat girl stamped her foot paw indignantly. "I've got no use and now way to raise the dead, I just wanna see."
"Curiosity killed the cat, they say," He keeps glaring at you, the object now visible is a scalpel. This is not a good thing.
(I set that up on purpose )
Her eyes went wide and the tough girl exterior crumbled away like a wall of sand to a wrecking ball. She stepped back and tripped over herself, causing herself to fall backwards and she let out a scared cry then got up and scrambled to the door, which she desperately fumbled with for a few seconds before running out and into the unsuspecting mutant who was listening.
Her eyes went wide and the tough girl exterior crumbled away like a wall of sand to a wrecking ball. She stepped back and tripped over herself, causing herself to fall backwards and she let out a scared cry then got up and scrambled to the door, which she desperately fumbled with for a few seconds before running out and into the unsuspecting mutant who was listening.
(... I CAME IN LIKE A WRECKING BA-- no.)
He grabs your hair, his eyes glazed over it seems. "I wonder if those are real ears. Shall I found out?" His tone has changed completely, and the scary story has seemingly come to life...
He grabs your hair, his eyes glazed over it seems. "I wonder if those are real ears. Shall I found out?" His tone has changed completely, and the scary story has seemingly come to life...
She sobbed as she was grabbed and prevented from leaving, the grabbing of her furry white ears making her cry out in pain.
"I-I'll leave! P-please don't hurt me!" she cried out but didn't struggle.
"I-I'll leave! P-please don't hurt me!" she cried out but didn't struggle.
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