[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=8dc73f]Amelia Payne[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTojj1OLJ5T4f77dGDefsPABUy66bkRd0RrN7KvzNO5QjJ6xT01sw[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b]Camp Mexico Beach: Quarantine (W:  Former Sauna Room)
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	Amelia kept her face hidden as she curled up on the chair. Her hands and legs serving as her little barrier from everything around. She really hated this all. She no longer felt herself anymore... She hated not having hair, in fact she hated her looks right now the most. Why did they even arrive here for? The safety? Well great safety the only things happening so far were absolutely humiliating. She heard the weirder of the old guys arrive and just snuck a glance at him as he spoke. The corners of her eyes were wet as she was struggling to keep her tears. He was bald now too... He was trying to assumingly cheer her up, but it wasn't helping.[color=8dc73f]" Tinkerbell cuts... months."[/color] She just hid her face again, didn't even want to imagine it. She still knew she would have to live with this humiliation for months on end before there was any improvement. She just groaned and shook her head.[color=8dc73f]" Not that hungry..."[/color] Her appetite had dried up already. Not that she wasn't going to eat anything, just not much.

	Soon enough another voice chimmed in, it was the other older looking guy. She wasn't sure how old he was, but he seemed the serious stern type. She just glanced at him too, noting he was shaved too.[color=8dc73f]" Not like it's a real choice... only a fool would go for the other."[/color] She growled a reply, her eyes filled with her negative emotions that were mixing up right now, between the anger and the humiliation. If it wasn't for the supposed safety of Riley here and her trust in Ash, she might have never agreed to any of this. Besides the solitary confinement they gave as 'alternative', was too suspicious. Anyways she just hid her face away, wiping the tears.

	When the man began shaving Riley, Amelia looked up again and her expression was especially bad. If looks could cause damage, she might have clawed those eyes out already. So focused was her ire that she skipped the Doc's reaction. She stopped her glare only when Riley returned and held her close. She closed her eyes again and just leaned on her lover.[color=8dc73f]" Don't like him..."[/color] She mumbled, not specifying, but she clearly meant Shears.