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“Yes, no, and yes.” Sam said with a dismissive wave before he sat on the edge of the bed, which was now claimed as his. He couldn’t recall when the last time was that he had actually slept in the bed. Stretching his legs out in front of him he crossed his arms, observing Ras briefly, Ahhh so she’s not as serious as she’d like to seem. He thought to himself after catching the small smile she had. The Shadow decided to elaborate then on the subject of his eyes, “My other form allows me to see in bad lighting, not quite enough to see completely in the dark. But much better than that of the average person. It’s the same in this form as well. As for my blind-fold the knit of the cloth is virtually see-through. It provides enough protection from the light though despite it’s transparent quality.”

Finishing with a smile the morph leaned back and snatched the moonshine back up. When he was about to take a drink more questions spilled from the girls’ lips, causing him to chuckle a little. “Not nosy at all, love. And you saw what I do. But maybe you need a closer look…” Sam mused before setting the bottle back down. He slid off the bed and walked to a more empty part of the room, crouching down afterwards, and then he began to change again. Oh he knew that this would be his limit of changing for today, but he didn’t mind showing off. Sam changed slowly though, so as not to exhaust himself, and after about 15 minutes he was completely changed. His head held low, wings tucked, and his eyes focused on Ras. “I can only change into this creature and use it to my advantage.” He growled out.

"Most definitely." She nodded, watching Trent with worried eyes. "He doesn't look good. Medical bay is this way." Without another word, she headed down one of the hallways and led them there. On the way she decided to ask Katerina something. "Did you and Ava get separated or something?" She turned a corner and they started to come upon the medical bay.

Katerina held on to Trent with a suprisingly strong grip. Kid, If we don't take you to a doctor of some sort, we can't help you. Unless you want to stick it out with this unknown illness, you're screwed. Katerina said extremely bluntly. She was debating on wheather or not she should psyichically knock this guy out. Turning back to Bailey, she answered the question. You could say that we got separated. Our parents died ten years ago of some unknown illness. I wanted to be alone to deal with the grief by myself, so I ran into the woods surrounding our current "home". I got lost, and by the time I'd navigated back, two days had passed and Ava had moved on. I didn't bother to look for her for five years. It took me another three to trace her back here. If she'd been anyone else, it would've only taken me about six months, But Ava is one of the only non-telepath's in the world whose mind cannot be read by a telepath. I had to search for people who had seen her, which is not a lot, and trace her movements based on that. When I found her latest residence today, she still had some of her things there, and I was able to figure out she was nearby thanks to the fact that she still had our Fathers Bible, which has it's name in it. I had to read some minds to figure out her basic location, I'll apologize to them later, I found it, and now here I am! Katerina finished.

Bailey nodded, taking in everything that Katerina said. "You've been through a lot. I'll show you to her right away." She then turned her attention back to Trent, who seemed like he was dying. "Listen kid, either you calm down and stop fighting us or I'm going to knock you out. Is that clear?" She didn't wait for a response and pushed open the door to medical bay. A nurse ran over and removed Trent from Katerina's back.
"Him again?" The nurse was asking Bailey.
"Please find out what's wrong, I'll be right back."
She left Trent in the hands of the doctors and made her way out into the hall. "I'll show you to Ava's room, but I have to return here to see if he's okay."

Ras listened intently to the morph's first explanation about his eyes. Although she wondered why it was he saw so much better in his other form, Ras bit back the question. There were some things that would better be explained by science. Ras doubted Sam knew the exact mechanics of his genetic make-up, so it was better not to think to far into it. "Curious. Interesting, but curious all the same."

She watched as Sam reclined, noting the small spiral of laughter that had jumped from his throat. After considering this for a few moments, Ras realized she must sound like a five year old. Making all of those inquiries, one after the other. Embarrassed, a flash of pink tinted her cheeks-- Ras loathed coming off as juvenile, as she was sure she just had. Of course, Sam didn't seem to mind, and she soon forgot her discomfort as he removed himself from the bed. The girl observed closely as the transformation began. Even growing up at the institute, Ras had never seen anything quite like his ability. Intrigued, she circled Sam slowly, coming in closer with each round. "That's so cool." Looking up cautiously, Ras asked, "would it be alright if I pet you? It's not often you see a dragon, and I'm curious to see what one feels like."



As a general rule, Indigo liked most people. Of course there was an exception to everything, and Kimmy Cinders came close to it. She was loud, brash, and demanding. Having grown up around Ras, and his mother, with her soft-spoken nature, these were not traits he was used to in a woman. The boy flinched almost inperceptiably as she entered the room. "Hello Kimmy. Nice to see you too." He said dully in reponse to her entrance. In contrast either eyebrow shot up his head as he heard Parris' reaction to her arrival. Nonetheless, when his companion gave him the Look, Indigo rolled his eyes, formed his hand into the shape of a gun, inserted his middle and index finger into his mouth, and pulled an imaginary trigger. Although next tempted to fall 'dead' to the floor, Indigo cut the theatrics and next turned back to the older woman.

"Kimmy, we would simply adore your help. Really, we would. Unfortunately, we already have more than enough people to help us accomplish our task." Raking a hand nervously through his hair, he knew that would not be enough to placate her. "I'm sure Brodan or my father have some other missions that need accomplishing, you could go talk to them. We're just going to take out a lowly rebel. Nothing you would be that interested in.... she's nothing special."

Indigo knew, that probably would not do the trick. He could still try.