Serephina Ironbrooke

Indie RP blog for my DnD OC

[infernalxpaladin]

@darkseraphscorner

A sigh emitted from Serephina's lips as she swirled her drink in the tankard and tapped her cloven hoof on the floor. She had a lot on her mind. Her order was all in shambles now, and she was having to live in cheap rooms at different inns, just like the inn she was at now, though now was different, she had gotten a notice that a mysterious benefactor would arrange for her a handsome payment to help save his child and if she'd accept they'd send someone else to assist.

She had jumped at the idea initially, always the more money to maintain her gear and sustenance would always be welcome. Now though she had been at the meeting point for a couple hours and not met a single soul who knew what she was talking about. Just as she was about to get up to leave someone else joined her table though. "I was beginning to think that I wouldn't see my apparent partner on this quest." She spoke, a slight smile forming on her lips as she made a jest at the individual.

[darkseraphscorner]

Sera smirked, the elf staring out with amber eyes behind bangs of white. "Always charmed to help another." She slides into her seat and steeples her fingers. "And saving some blokes daughter is not exactly high end wizardry." The rogue said.

[infernalxpaladin]

"Serephina, Paladin, follower of the Threefold God." She announced, her canines poking out of her smile as she held out her hand. "Please tell me now if you'll have a problem with working with me for that, there's many that'll call me a heretic or even an extremist for it." She told the elf, joking that it wouldn't ruin anything.

[darkseraphscorner]

"Serephina? Reminds me of my brother's name." She laughs. "As for heretic? I don't see you eating a baby, so we are all good."

[infernalxpaladin]

"Hm, never met someone with a similar name as me." She admitted taking a drink from her cup. "As for eating babies I don't do that, too fatty." She spoke before letting out a chuckle. " I'm joking of course."

[infernalxpaladin]

@darkseraphscorner

A sigh emitted from Serephina's lips as she swirled her drink in the tankard and tapped her cloven hoof on the floor. She had a lot on her mind. Her order was all in shambles now, and she was having to live in cheap rooms at different inns, just like the inn she was at now, though now was different, she had gotten a notice that a mysterious benefactor would arrange for her a handsome payment to help save his child and if she'd accept they'd send someone else to assist.

She had jumped at the idea initially, always the more money to maintain her gear and sustenance would always be welcome. Now though she had been at the meeting point for a couple hours and not met a single soul who knew what she was talking about. Just as she was about to get up to leave someone else joined her table though. "I was beginning to think that I wouldn't see my apparent partner on this quest." She spoke, a slight smile forming on her lips as she made a jest at the individual.

[darkseraphscorner]

Sera smirked, the elf staring out with amber eyes behind bangs of white. "Always charmed to help another." She slides into her seat and steeples her fingers. "And saving some blokes daughter is not exactly high end wizardry." The rogue said.

[infernalxpaladin]

"Serephina, Paladin, follower of the Threefold God." She announced, her canines poking out of her smile as she held out her hand. "Please tell me now if you'll have a problem with working with me for that, there's many that'll call me a heretic or even an extremist for it." She told the elf, joking that it wouldn't ruin anything.

[infernalxpaladin]

@darkseraphscorner

A sigh emitted from Serephina's lips as she swirled her drink in the tankard and tapped her cloven hoof on the floor. She had a lot on her mind. Her order was all in shambles now, and she was having to live in cheap rooms at different inns, just like the inn she was at now, though now was different, she had gotten a notice that a mysterious benefactor would arrange for her a handsome payment to help save his child and if she'd accept they'd send someone else to assist.

She had jumped at the idea initially, always the more money to maintain her gear and sustenance would always be welcome. Now though she had been at the meeting point for a couple hours and not met a single soul who knew what she was talking about. Just as she was about to get up to leave someone else joined her table though. "I was beginning to think that I wouldn't see my apparent partner on this quest." She spoke, a slight smile forming on her lips as she made a jest at the individual.

[infernalxpaladin]

Like for a starter.

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Open starter

Cloven hooves trampled down the pot marked cobble street, occasionally creating a splatter of water from a puddle, she was being hunted, not by the city guard or some military but by the citizens of the town, freezing that she'd bring bad luck to them or something simply for being a Tiefling, even though she was a paladin, though even that brought ire as she believed in what must would call a heresy, the Threefold God. She was sure that there were probably other followers of Torm, ones from other sects who were in the mob currently hunting her.

"Gods be with me." She muttered before dipping into a deserted alleyway. Before she even had a chance to catch her breath she heard a voice call out to her, though it wasn't a bad or angry one, so she figured it might be someone willing to help her.

[infernalxpaladin]

Decided to make my dnd made cause why not, who doesn't live a good Tiefling paladin.

[infernalxpaladin]

hallowgrovemultimuse​:

Dr. Clarkson followed the guards, making certain Helen was taken back to her containment chamber. He couldn’t do anything about the shock device but, he would try his best to regain her trust. Once she was in, he took Crob off of his shoulders and allowed him onto the ground. The creature took his quadruped form, appearing dog-like now.

“Stay in there with her for a while, buddy. Make sure she’s okay.” He said. The wyrm nodded and galloped into the chamber.

As the guards came back out, he spoke with Darwin.

“I’ll still try to do testing later today. If she refuses to run, we’ll need to find a better containment option than that band. I’ll also be putting in requests for actual furniture. Make sure they get here.” Clarky said.

“Understood. I’ll see to it.” Darwin answered, “Something’s wrong with that Whitlock guy. Nobody seems to be noticing what he’s up to.”

Clarky nodded, “I think he has his own objectives, Darwin.”

With that he walked away, ready to make his call to the ethics department.

Helen groggily looked at the creature as it was left with her, but she didn’t want to be left alone, not with that madman of a doctor able to shock her like he did. “Dr. Clarkson, now that I know what I’m dealing with that asshole will pay.” She commented, an angry expression coming across her face.

She didn’t know that she’d be going back into testing later on in the day, if she did she would protest about being tested on after her last experience Eventually she settled onto her cot after entertaining the wyrm, though she could run and play with it like she wanted as she couldn’t run, but eventually she just sat on her bed with the creature, until she say the door open again though this time it was Dr. Clarkson. “I’m glad you’re back doctor. I’m starting to feel better, I can stand and walk on my own and it only took a couple hours.” She admitted, a smile on her blue face.

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He nodded, happy to see her content at least. Something was wrong with Dr. Whitlock. And he had been given enough time to figure out exactly what it was now. He would save that for later though.

“Uh… you’re welcome.” He wasn’t used to being thanked by such a new anomaly. Usually they were either trying to rip his eyes out or crying in a corner over their new environment. With what Helen had been through though, he couldn’t blame her for needing someone to trust. He just hoped he was good enough to earn it.

He thought about the band for a moment, thinking up an idea. “I can see about getting permission from up top for another means of containment while you’re in testing. I can’t guarantee anything but I’ll try. Promise.” Dr. Clarkson told her.

As for her parents, he frowned. He wasn’t allowed to give her a solid answer to that yet, and it broke his heart. “I’ll look into that for you. The Foundation has already had a chat with them.” He said. However, he didn’t add the entire amnestics detail in.

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Helen gave another smile to the doctor before getting up off of her bed, giving him a sigh as he replied to her request for the devices removal. “I understand doctor, it was wishful thinking.” She commented with a sad sigh.

“This place had a chat with my parents? I hope that went well, I hope I get to see them again.” Helen was hopeful but also knew that it was unrealistic. Somewhere deep down she knew she was stuck in this place and would have to get used to a captive life. Eventually she was led to a new testing area, one meant to have her run on.

“Doctor this testing area is perfect. Let me know when you want me to start running, but you promise that you won’t have it shock me for the tests.” Helen wanted to ensure that she wasn’t going to have the same experience, though the trust between the two of them had already been created and Helen was more trusting of him as he was the closest thing to a friend here.

At the request for here to start she started off slowly before picking up speed, soon reaching a speed of over 500 MPH. After she showed off her maximum speed she slid to a stop before smiling at the window that the doctor was behind, or at least she hoped he was behind it “Doctor Clarkson, did that help with your research?” She inquired, her smile being genuine.

[infernalxpaladin]

hallowgrovemultimuse​:

Dr. Clarkson followed the guards, making certain Helen was taken back to her containment chamber. He couldn’t do anything about the shock device but, he would try his best to regain her trust. Once she was in, he took Crob off of his shoulders and allowed him onto the ground. The creature took his quadruped form, appearing dog-like now.

“Stay in there with her for a while, buddy. Make sure she’s okay.” He said. The wyrm nodded and galloped into the chamber.

As the guards came back out, he spoke with Darwin.

“I’ll still try to do testing later today. If she refuses to run, we’ll need to find a better containment option than that band. I’ll also be putting in requests for actual furniture. Make sure they get here.” Clarky said.

“Understood. I’ll see to it.” Darwin answered, “Something’s wrong with that Whitlock guy. Nobody seems to be noticing what he’s up to.”

Clarky nodded, “I think he has his own objectives, Darwin.”

With that he walked away, ready to make his call to the ethics department.

Helen groggily looked at the creature as it was left with her, but she didn’t want to be left alone, not with that madman of a doctor able to shock her like he did. “Dr. Clarkson, now that I know what I’m dealing with that asshole will pay.” She commented, an angry expression coming across her face.

She didn’t know that she’d be going back into testing later on in the day, if she did she would protest about being tested on after her last experience Eventually she settled onto her cot after entertaining the wyrm, though she could run and play with it like she wanted as she couldn’t run, but eventually she just sat on her bed with the creature, until she say the door open again though this time it was Dr. Clarkson. “I’m glad you’re back doctor. I’m starting to feel better, I can stand and walk on my own and it only took a couple hours.” She admitted, a smile on her blue face.

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“I’m glad you’re feeling better, Helen.” Dr. Clarkson said. He smiled lightly. She seemed to cheer up pretty easily, even after situations like these. He hoped she would be alright during testing with that in mind.

Crob hopped over to him, “I did my best, Clarky!”

Dr. Clarkson patted him, then the creature disappeared, returning back to the researcher’s mind.

“Listen, would you be up for trying to run again? This time you won’t have to worry about being shocked. I promise. The Foundation just wants to see how fast you can go.” He said, hoping she would be alright.

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“Sorry about being hostile to you, you didn’t deserve it. You’re actually looking out for me and I was too angry to see it.” She admitted, looking to Dr. Clarkson. “But thank you for looking out for me.” She smiled, probably giving her first smile while she was in containment.

After hearing his question she had to think about it for a moment. She didn’t want to after the fear of what had just happened to her, but eventually she decided that she’d do it. “I guess, as long as you take the device off for the testing. I get it’s a safety feature to prevent my escape, I have no problem having it put back on after the test, but I’d feel much more compelled to help out if I was given that little bit of freedom.” She would be true to her words, she knew that there was always the possibility of her not being released and she wanted to keep what little comforts she’d get by complying. “Also I want you to be honest with me doctor, am I ever going to get out of this place and see my family again?”

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hallowgrovemultimuse​:

Dr. Clarkson followed the guards, making certain Helen was taken back to her containment chamber. He couldn’t do anything about the shock device but, he would try his best to regain her trust. Once she was in, he took Crob off of his shoulders and allowed him onto the ground. The creature took his quadruped form, appearing dog-like now.

“Stay in there with her for a while, buddy. Make sure she’s okay.” He said. The wyrm nodded and galloped into the chamber.

As the guards came back out, he spoke with Darwin.

“I’ll still try to do testing later today. If she refuses to run, we’ll need to find a better containment option than that band. I’ll also be putting in requests for actual furniture. Make sure they get here.” Clarky said.

“Understood. I’ll see to it.” Darwin answered, “Something’s wrong with that Whitlock guy. Nobody seems to be noticing what he’s up to.”

Clarky nodded, “I think he has his own objectives, Darwin.”

With that he walked away, ready to make his call to the ethics department.

Helen groggily looked at the creature as it was left with her, but she didn’t want to be left alone, not with that madman of a doctor able to shock her like he did. “Dr. Clarkson, now that I know what I’m dealing with that asshole will pay.” She commented, an angry expression coming across her face.

She didn’t know that she’d be going back into testing later on in the day, if she did she would protest about being tested on after her last experience Eventually she settled onto her cot after entertaining the wyrm, though she could run and play with it like she wanted as she couldn’t run, but eventually she just sat on her bed with the creature, until she say the door open again though this time it was Dr. Clarkson. “I’m glad you’re back doctor. I’m starting to feel better, I can stand and walk on my own and it only took a couple hours.” She admitted, a smile on her blue face.

[infernalxpaladin]

hallowgrovemultimuse​:

Another researcher stood in the doorway, surrounded by guards. “SCP-8500. I am Dr. Whitlock. We are going to begin testing now. You do not have a choice in this matter, understood?”

The guards were still and stoic, though Darwin shifted nervously. The researcher waved them over to retrieve her. Two of them approached either side of her, ready to escort her out. One of them, a seemingly cocky man chuckled, “Sucks to be you right now.”

Dr. Whitlock continued, “Bring her to Laboratory B-7. I’ll be waiting. Do not be late.” He walked away, leaving her to be escorted by the guards.

“This guy’s an asshole to every subject he tests on.” The sassy guard said, as if attempting to upset her.

Darwin turned to him, “Enough, Rainer.”

The guard went silent after that, looking down and away.

Dr. Clarkson had been returning to check on Helen when he saw them leaving. Instantly, he knew what was going on. “Oh no…”

“My names Helen, not SCP-8500.” The glare that she was giving him was sharp enough to stab somebody with. “I want you to use my proper name, I’m a living and sentient being.” She told this new doctor. Nonetheless she’d comply with everything that was asked of her she knew she had to keep a calm composure here, or things could get a lot worse.

Helen didn’t really know how a lab would help them figure out her abilities, a track of any sort would probably be more suitable but she didn’t protest , only allowing the guards to escort her where she was to be taken . At the words of the other guard she did start to feel a bit nervous, though she wasn’t about to let that show, she had to make it through this.

Helen didn’t even notice Dt. Clarkson as she was escorted out of her cell as she followed the guards, her head hung down, hoping to get this test done quickly. As they reached the lab Helen looked towards the doctor, hoping to get some explanation as to what the test she was going to be doing was.

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Dr. Clarkson saw what had happened. He also knew it was very much against code. The Foundation didn’t go out of their way to harm anomalies for no reason. It was almost as if Dr. Whitlock had something out for them. As if he hated them.

He rushed into the observation room. “SCP-85- I mean Helen! Are you alright?” Clarky asked. “I am so sorry. This… shouldn’t have happened.” He would most definitely be calling the Ethics Department about this. He kneeled down and offered his hand to help her up. The last thing he needed was for an SCP to distrust him because of his peers.

“Again, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know he would do this.” He tried to explain. “Let’s get you back to your containment chamb-“ He was suddenly shocked as the device went off, sending its electricity not just through her but him as well. “Ack! Whitlock! What the hell?!”

He looked up at the other doctor, grimacing. “Enough!” Dr. Clarkson yelled.

Dr. Whitlock simply gave a huff from the other side of the glass before placing down the controller onto the console and walking away.

The guards entered, ready to take Helen back to her room.

Dr. Clarkson’s hair was standing a little from the electricity. He did his best to smooth it down now. He hadn’t noticed that his strong negative emotions had summoned Crob around his shoulders. The blue, furry creature looked at him with concern.

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Helen was dazed from the shock and the proceeding aftereffects. She just laid on the floor where she fell, taking in what had happened. She didn't know how to process the shock, it felt like she had just been struck by lightning.

Helen saw the figure rush into the room, she assumed it was Dr. Whitlock, there to inflict more damage to her but instead she heard her name. "Dr. Clarkson, I-I think I'm fine." She stammered, taking his hand to help her up.

"Please take this thing off, I'm begging." She spoke, obvious pain in her voice. If she could cry tears would be streaming down her face "I'm not going to try and run." She pleaded, not wanting to try and reach to take the thing off , it wasn't worth being fried again.

With hazy vision Helen was glad when the guards grabbed hold of her arms to escort her. It was far less graceful than when she strolled down to the test chamber on her own Accord but she doubted she could even walk fine for the moment. Helen noticed through her blur that a blue thing was on Clarkson's shoulders though she couldn't quite make out what it was, she'd have to ask later.

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hallowgrovemultimuse​:

Another researcher stood in the doorway, surrounded by guards. “SCP-8500. I am Dr. Whitlock. We are going to begin testing now. You do not have a choice in this matter, understood?”

The guards were still and stoic, though Darwin shifted nervously. The researcher waved them over to retrieve her. Two of them approached either side of her, ready to escort her out. One of them, a seemingly cocky man chuckled, “Sucks to be you right now.”

Dr. Whitlock continued, “Bring her to Laboratory B-7. I’ll be waiting. Do not be late.” He walked away, leaving her to be escorted by the guards.

“This guy’s an asshole to every subject he tests on.” The sassy guard said, as if attempting to upset her.

Darwin turned to him, “Enough, Rainer.”

The guard went silent after that, looking down and away.

Dr. Clarkson had been returning to check on Helen when he saw them leaving. Instantly, he knew what was going on. “Oh no…”

“My names Helen, not SCP-8500.” The glare that she was giving him was sharp enough to stab somebody with. “I want you to use my proper name, I’m a living and sentient being.” She told this new doctor. Nonetheless she’d comply with everything that was asked of her she knew she had to keep a calm composure here, or things could get a lot worse.

Helen didn’t really know how a lab would help them figure out her abilities, a track of any sort would probably be more suitable but she didn’t protest , only allowing the guards to escort her where she was to be taken . At the words of the other guard she did start to feel a bit nervous, though she wasn’t about to let that show, she had to make it through this.

Helen didn’t even notice Dt. Clarkson as she was escorted out of her cell as she followed the guards, her head hung down, hoping to get this test done quickly. As they reached the lab Helen looked towards the doctor, hoping to get some explanation as to what the test she was going to be doing was.

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Dr. Whitlock completely ignored her comment about the name. He waited in the laboratory for her to arrive, readying what looked to be some form of device. As soon as she was brought in, he ordered the guards to place her in the containment area behind the glass. It wasn’t large, but it was big enough to run around a small amount.

“I will be testing something… important here.” He said, looking completely stoic. “SCP-8500, I need you to run. Slowly at first. Then, speed up.” He said.

Darwin and the other guards watched from the other side of the glass. There was no movement from them. However, Dr. Clarkson also appeared, opening the door to speak to Dr. Whitlock.

“What are you doing? Did you send a request to the 05 before you took her in for testing? She’s not scheduled.” Dr. Clarkson said.

Dr. Whitlock turned off the microphone that allowed him to speak with her in the chamber. “I need to make certain that the shock device on her leg is in working order, ‘Clarky’. We don’t need another containment breach this week.”

“The last one happened because you incapacitated an anomaly! They were terrified of you! Of course they ran!” Dr. Clarkson balled his fists. “The Foundation doesn’t want us to harm the anomalies! We’re meant to test their capabilities!”

Dr. Whitlock ignored him. “I do what I need to for the Foundation.”

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Helen looked about the lab that she was in. It would suffice for her to run, though she doubted how accurate any data would be for such a small room. Helen looked over to the glass, it was of course one-way, so she couldn’t see inside but she knew that this doctor was on the other side. “My name’s not 8500, it’s Helen.” she announced again, hints of irritation entering her voice.

Helen heard some broken bits of conversation before the microphone got cut off, not enough to actually get what was going on in the other room but to know that there was more than just the researcher in the room. She waited patiently  for a few minutes, waiting to be given the signal that she was good to go. She presumed that these people had an automatic way to turn off the device tightly attached to her ankle.

Once she was given the go she first casually glided across the floor, the a mild jog, then a normal human running pace, all of which seemed to be fine without having any complications from the device. As she picked up speed, not even going half as fast as she could but still significantly quicker se suddenly felt a burst of pain erupt from her ankle and shoot all the way up her body. Letting out a scream of pain she lost her balance and tumbled to the floor, Jerking her leg up in an attempt to take the device off out of instinct sent another shock through her body. To Helen this wasn’t testing, it was torture. She didn’t want to move from her collapsed pile on the floor, not wanting to experience the pain again

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@glitchexmachina

Helen was traveling across the US, just being a general hero. sure she mainly dealt with the constant alien attacks that seemed to happen in the US but also any superpowered villains that may come about. She had been going solo for the most part, sure Manny helped her out but he wasn’t one much for traveling anymore but Helen got restless. As she skated through the streets thanks to her wheeled feet. The blue skinned hero soon saw ,for lack of a better terms, a villain attacking people. 

Hey you probably shouldn’t be doing that she shouted to the villain before being at their position in seconds. She had no idea what she was getting into before she felt herself get blasted into a nearby wall. Getting up rather unsteadily she soon saw others fighting the villain as well. “Hey I appreciate the help but watch out.” She spoke, soon running around the villain and causing a tornado around him which knocked him off his feet.

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One of the heroes that was fighting the villain was a shaggy ape creature of some kind that stank to high heaven.  A flier was pulling civilians to safety while an athletic girl helped up Helen.

“Sorry, Miss Dinosaur Lady,” Princess Bombshell remarked.  “Should have got here sooner but…”

As Helen ran off, a chunk of rubble beaned her in the head and turned to dust upon impact.  “Okay…that was rude!” she grumbled, watching the speedy lady zip around the villain and knock him over.

“P.B., they’re down!” the flying girl declared, built like a linebacker.  “Initiate Splashdown!”

“Ready for takeoff, Roc,” Princess Bombshell nodded, holding out her arms for Roc to pluck her up and drop her over the villain.  “THOUGH I HAVE THOROUGHLY BEEN ENJOYING THE LATTER EPISODES I DO VERY MUCH MISS MATT SMITH’S RUN!”

She crossed her arms in front of her as she collided with the villain’s guts, knocking the wind out of their sails.

“WOO!  That was so awesome! Up top!” the powerful princess raising her hand in the air as she used the other to brush back blonde locks that came free of the ponytail.

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Helen kinda chuckled at being called a dinosaur lady. She wasn’t offended in the least and could see why someone would think that.

After the villain had been completely taken care of thanks to the help of the other heroes Helen looked behind her to the group of them. Skating over to them in less than a second Helen gave a smile to the group. “Thank you guys for the help. I’m Helen, Helen Wheels.” She introduced herself to the group, giving a small wave to them. 

It wasn’t everyday that she got to fight a non-alien villain and meet an entire group of heroes in the process and Helen was truly happy about it. “So you guys seem pretty capable...” She chuckled, just trying to make small talk hoping to at least make some friends from this group, it never hurt to have friends who could help you out in a pinch and you could do the same,

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hallowgrovemultimuse​:

Another researcher stood in the doorway, surrounded by guards. “SCP-8500. I am Dr. Whitlock. We are going to begin testing now. You do not have a choice in this matter, understood?”

The guards were still and stoic, though Darwin shifted nervously. The researcher waved them over to retrieve her. Two of them approached either side of her, ready to escort her out. One of them, a seemingly cocky man chuckled, “Sucks to be you right now.”

Dr. Whitlock continued, “Bring her to Laboratory B-7. I’ll be waiting. Do not be late.” He walked away, leaving her to be escorted by the guards.

“This guy’s an asshole to every subject he tests on.” The sassy guard said, as if attempting to upset her.

Darwin turned to him, “Enough, Rainer.”

The guard went silent after that, looking down and away.

Dr. Clarkson had been returning to check on Helen when he saw them leaving. Instantly, he knew what was going on. “Oh no…”

“My names Helen, not SCP-8500.” The glare that she was giving him was sharp enough to stab somebody with. “I want you to use my proper name, I’m a living and sentient being.” She told this new doctor. Nonetheless she’d comply with everything that was asked of her she knew she had to keep a calm composure here, or things could get a lot worse.

Helen didn’t really know how a lab would help them figure out her abilities, a track of any sort would probably be more suitable but she didn’t protest , only allowing the guards to escort her where she was to be taken . At the words of the other guard she did start to feel a bit nervous, though she wasn’t about to let that show, she had to make it through this.

Helen didn’t even notice Dt. Clarkson as she was escorted out of her cell as she followed the guards, her head hung down, hoping to get this test done quickly. As they reached the lab Helen looked towards the doctor, hoping to get some explanation as to what the test she was going to be doing was.

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Helen had always known she wasn’t normal, her looks gave that away, but that didn’t stop the people of her small rural town from accepting her nonetheless. That was until one day when she was at home and her home got raided by some type of tactical team. She had no idea who or where they were from, they didn’t look like police and they had a strange symbol on their uniforms. Before she had the chance to run and try to escape she was taken down with tranquilizers, sending her into a heap on the floor before she was taken away.

Upon waking up she realized first that she was in a cold room, then came the fact that her clothes had been removed and replaced with what looked like a prison jumpsuit with a number printed in small numbers on her left hand side and below that the word “Euclid”. Next she realized this cold room looked to be some type of interview room with her seated at a table and one of her legs chained to the ground with an empty chair across the table from her and a door behind that. Soon the door opened and some scientist flanked by armed guards entered the room. Helen’s green eyes looked over the man intently, though she didn’t say a word to him as she watched hm sit at the table across from her.

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A few more notes were written down. “So that’s what those are for…” Dr. Clarkson mumbled beneath his breath, as if to himself. He looked up afterward, trying his best to keep a light smile on his face.

“If you go over a normal human running speed in the halls, it’ll likely go off. However, we will allow you time in a larger testing area where you can run at your heart’s content, provided that you don’t approach the door as you do.” He told her. The guard returned to his place next to Darwin.

The researcher placed his pen down, “Now, before we finish this up, is there anything else that you’d like to tell me? If not, the guards here will escort you to your containment chamber. From there, if you’re in need of any accommodations, ask Darwin.” He pointed to the guard, who in his helmet, looked like every other one there.

As if knowing this, Darwin lifted a hand. “Hi.” He said, almost monotone.

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Helen didn’t hear Clarkson’s remark, her mind was much more preoccupied than to be listening to a mumble.

A normal human running speed, that would be enough for her to live while here, at least for times she wasn’t being tested. For Helen it wasn’t like how movies made it play out, the normal speed of time was fine for her and it wouldn’t be a problem to live like that, only minor inconvenience. “I think that’ll be fine, hoping this testing area is at least a decent size.” She told Clarkson, sighing at her predicament.

There was a lot that she could tell him, she was leaving out key parts, like how her speed allowed her to go up walls if she was going fast enough, or the fact that magnets and charged pulses would disorient her and throw her off balance, making her loose her footing and if presented at a run making her go tumbling  and crashing to the ground. “Nope Nothing else I’d like to tell you, just eager to be tested I would actually like to run on something.” She admitted, before looking over at Darwin. “Hello Darwin.” A quick and short greeting with a wave of her hand

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With that done, Dr. Clarkson picked up his clipboard and folders, then nodded to her. “Darwin and the others here will see you to your containment chamber.” He said. The door opened and he left, allowing the guards to approach. One of them removed the chain. Then the others began to escort her out, Darwin as their lead.

The guard was silent as he moved. Out in the hallway, other staff moved quickly by them, whilst SCPs who had been given the freedom to roam moved out of the way. A janitor looked up from her work, but quickly returned to mopping the floor.

“When we reach your chamber, please enter and move to the back until the door is closed. If there’s something you need, knock on the door or press the button next to it. It’ll alert someone to come.” Darwin said. He sounded gruff, maybe a tad grumpy.

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Helen nodded to the researcher. She hoped that maybe her containment chamber would at least be spacious but then again she highly doubted it. She felt that containment chamber was his places fancy way of saying prison cell.

Moving through the hallways Helen saw quite a few strange things that she couldn’t even attempt to explain. She wanted to ask questions but decided against it, knowing she might have the opportunity whenever she met with Dr. Clarkson again. Seeing the janitor look up, Helen, gave a slight smile the the woman.

“Oh gee, the full prisoner treatment I guess. I can’t wait to get out f this place and expose you guys.” She chuckled, still thinking that she would get out eventually. When they got to her chamber Helen did as she was instructed to and when the door closed she skated around the chamber, becoming bored relatively quickly. “Gosh they cant even give me a window or a TV.” She spoke o herself, trying to be careful to not set off her ankle monitor. Eventually she fell asleep on the bed in the chamber, waking up to someone coming in and waking her up. “Hey what gives....?” She inquired, rubbing her eyes.

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Helen had always known she wasn’t normal, her looks gave that away, but that didn’t stop the people of her small rural town from accepting her nonetheless. That was until one day when she was at home and her home got raided by some type of tactical team. She had no idea who or where they were from, they didn’t look like police and they had a strange symbol on their uniforms. Before she had the chance to run and try to escape she was taken down with tranquilizers, sending her into a heap on the floor before she was taken away.

Upon waking up she realized first that she was in a cold room, then came the fact that her clothes had been removed and replaced with what looked like a prison jumpsuit with a number printed in small numbers on her left hand side and below that the word “Euclid”. Next she realized this cold room looked to be some type of interview room with her seated at a table and one of her legs chained to the ground with an empty chair across the table from her and a door behind that. Soon the door opened and some scientist flanked by armed guards entered the room. Helen’s green eyes looked over the man intently, though she didn’t say a word to him as she watched hm sit at the table across from her.

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A few more notes were written down. “So that’s what those are for…” Dr. Clarkson mumbled beneath his breath, as if to himself. He looked up afterward, trying his best to keep a light smile on his face.

“If you go over a normal human running speed in the halls, it’ll likely go off. However, we will allow you time in a larger testing area where you can run at your heart’s content, provided that you don’t approach the door as you do.” He told her. The guard returned to his place next to Darwin.

The researcher placed his pen down, “Now, before we finish this up, is there anything else that you’d like to tell me? If not, the guards here will escort you to your containment chamber. From there, if you’re in need of any accommodations, ask Darwin.” He pointed to the guard, who in his helmet, looked like every other one there.

As if knowing this, Darwin lifted a hand. “Hi.” He said, almost monotone.

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Helen didn’t hear Clarkson’s remark, her mind was much more preoccupied than to be listening to a mumble.

A normal human running speed, that would be enough for her to live while here, at least for times she wasn’t being tested. For Helen it wasn’t like how movies made it play out, the normal speed of time was fine for her and it wouldn’t be a problem to live like that, only minor inconvenience. “I think that’ll be fine, hoping this testing area is at least a decent size.” She told Clarkson, sighing at her predicament.

There was a lot that she could tell him, she was leaving out key parts, like how her speed allowed her to go up walls if she was going fast enough, or the fact that magnets and charged pulses would disorient her and throw her off balance, making her loose her footing and if presented at a run making her go tumbling  and crashing to the ground. “Nope Nothing else I’d like to tell you, just eager to be tested I would actually like to run on something.” She admitted, before looking over at Darwin. “Hello Darwin.” A quick and short greeting with a wave of her hand

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Helen had always known she wasn’t normal, her looks gave that away, but that didn’t stop the people of her small rural town from accepting her nonetheless. That was until one day when she was at home and her home got raided by some type of tactical team. She had no idea who or where they were from, they didn’t look like police and they had a strange symbol on their uniforms. Before she had the chance to run and try to escape she was taken down with tranquilizers, sending her into a heap on the floor before she was taken away.

Upon waking up she realized first that she was in a cold room, then came the fact that her clothes had been removed and replaced with what looked like a prison jumpsuit with a number printed in small numbers on her left hand side and below that the word “Euclid”. Next she realized this cold room looked to be some type of interview room with her seated at a table and one of her legs chained to the ground with an empty chair across the table from her and a door behind that. Soon the door opened and some scientist flanked by armed guards entered the room. Helen’s green eyes looked over the man intently, though she didn’t say a word to him as she watched hm sit at the table across from her.

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Dr. Clarkson frowned. He disliked when anomalies were stripped from lives like this. He sighed, checking something off on his papers. “Thank you for answering, Helen.” After some more writing, the scientist looked up, having heard the request. He had to agree, it was definitely too cold in here. He added a note to raise the temperature onto the sheet.

“Understood. The temperature in your containment chamber will be raised.” He said. “I will let you know, just so you’re not taken by surprise, that we’ll be testing any abilities you may have. It says here that you’re able to run pretty quickly, is this true?”

The interview was nearing it’s end. And, once the scientist had all of the answers he needed, she would soon have to be escorted to her room. Clarky watched as one of the guards produced a small device, approaching Helen.

“Please stay still.” The man said, before attempting to wrap it around her leg. The device had been made to keep her from running away by producing a controlled shock if she reached a certain speed. It was locked on, so only the guards or a researcher could remove it.

“That device won’t allow you to run fast.” Dr. Clarkson warned. He didn’t mean it as a threat, but rather a friendly warning. It hadn’t been his choice. “Please be careful, as it may shock you.”

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"Yeah no problem, not like I have too much of a choice though." She remarked, watching him write down on his clipboard. At least Helen wasn't being asked anything too invasive.

At his comment of her running fast she let out a soft chuckle. "Pretty quickly is an understatement. I guess you'll learn whenever you do these tests on me. It's like my physiology was designed to go fast, hence the wheel like structures I have for feet. But I don't consider it running, it's more like skating" she told the man, if they were going to have something about her she better at least make sure it's the correct information.

She didn't fight as he attached the device to her ankle. "How fast is fast considered?" She asked , wondering what they had even considered as fast as her definition and theirs were probably way off from one another. She took note of the ominous warning, because yeah surely this couldn't be abused by this weird organization.

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Honestly now that Helen saw the person she had knocked over she was surprised. A spacesuit in the middle of a supermarket. Then again Helen completely looked like an alien so she had no room to talk whatsoever. “So that’s a nice spacesuit you’ve got there.” Helen spoke, just trying to make small talk as she helped pick up the items that the being had dropped, though Helen was still fully unaware that she wasn’t speaking to a human.

“I’m Helen by the way, what’s your name?” She inquired, squinting a bit to try and see inside the mirrored helmet but with no use. She was completely intrigued by whoever was on the inside of the suit. “Aren’t you hot in there, that looks like an authentic spacesuit, and I would know having been in a few.” She spoke, though her comments made it appear even more that she was in fact an alien.

Perrine considered removing at least the helmet since it would be much more comfortable, but decided to do that after leaving the store with the stolen items.

Gloved hands grabbed the snacks – hopefully she interpreted the pictures on those bags right – Helen handed her. 

“Perrine’s my name. And no, it’s not. It regulates the temperature, and I don’t like it hot.” There was no more reason to keep the suit’s authenticity and her identity a secret.

She tilted her head. “So, you’re obviously not human as well, huh. Are you also here to invade this planet?.. to enslave its inhabitants?” the smaller one asked in a serious tone. It was a joke, a spontaneous yet good one!

“Nice to meet you Perrine.” Helen looked at the individual up and down again. So she was right it was an authentic spacesuit and not a costume, though that’s probably why nobody was paying too much attention to it.

“You’re half right Perrine. I’m only half human, at least according to my DNA. The only real human thing I can tell that I have is my voice.” It didn‘t bother Helen that she was mistaken for an alien, it happened all the time. The next words shocked Helen though, was this alien, which she now assumed by her wording of the question, planning on taking over the world? “No are you.....?” She trailed the leading question.