[center][h3][url=https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/27e005d2-761d-4739-a0b3-6e60a54e8ac4.jpg]Wendy Wethers[/url]
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The Facility[/h3][/center][hr][hr]

Wendy had been going nutz with energy and anger earlier and forced to expend it in a bit of simple Calisthenics and Yoga stretches taking up perhaps 2 and a half hours. She was worried and angry that she didn’t know where Amelia had gone or taken to gone and no one would tell her what happened to the smaller woman. It was the typical Stanford Experiment results Prisoner and Guard mentality even though it hadn't been going on for long but they were already treating them as if they were no longer human.

They were watching her and it wasn’t paranoia many of the camera obvious and surely hidden ones as well. So taking a deep breath she started a hot shower after seeing that they’d set replacements out for her clothing stripping off the ones they’d replaced the clothing she had, had when they took her. Then she did a turn under the showerhead making sure to splatter water all over the stall hoping it even briefly obscured any hidden observation. This place was oppressive and similar to a SuperMax except it was coed and her only real privacy in her head. So she washed quickly in the institutional soaps which had no scent then got out of the shower and replaced her clothes knowing the fresher her clothes and self the healthier she’d be at the beginning of her escape. Then she braided her wet hair knowing improve her chances of being free of head lice if in their zeal the guards introduced it carelessly.

[i]”Goddess I’m so damn pissed”[/i] She thought as she jammed her feet into the crappy footwear.

Driven by residual anger and hunger Wendy goes into speed walker mode and “Bam!” she ran into a lanky man ([@SheriffLlama]) who fell backwards and slid a little. 

[color=orangered]”Oh Goddess I am so sorry”[/color] is all she can say looking down on the poor man as she realized she’d shoved him off balance