(amidnightfire, for Fuku) "What have they done to you?"
Fuku was partially conscious as she hung from the ceiling. Her shoulders had long been dislocated from dangling so long and her ribs showed from lack of food. There was a pressure sensor in her hand cuffs that would douse her arms if she tired to remove them.The months of testing and treatments with various water based things had left large dark blotches in on her skin with deep cuts adding to the abused look of her scantily clad form. One eye was swollen shut and the other narrowed at the sudden light, not realizing it was Grillby. Her voice was a faint croak from lack of use as she tried to reply.
@amidnightfire
A soft, crackling noise, and he stepped closer. It took a bit of effort to pull her into a hug. he still couldn’t believe she was alive. he-he hadn’t really tried to entertain the thought that she wasn’t. But after so long , and with so many monsters talking-well,even he had started to believe the rumors. Another breath. He’d need to ask her what happened, but all things considered-he didn’t want her to relive any of it.
















