[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=Olive]Richard Laine[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center] [b][color=Olive]Location: Sub-Basement[/color][/b] [/center]
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Richard pinched the bridge of his nose as he sighed in annoyance. [color=Olive]"Well, yes. By all rights that should work, but far be it from me that I am not so similar in my faith of my ability to shift as my sister."[/color] The Adder snapped slightly annoyed by Tatl, but learning to turn the young child's words into something of white noise. [color=Olive]"Ah-Beast...?"[/color] The not-so-former assassin's attention was caught by the strange woman that appeared in the middle of the conversation and for once Richard found himself at a loss for words. After all, it wasn't often, or at all, that one considered the fact the [i]Danger[/i] Room had a concision!

Watching the woman of wires walk away, Richard shrugged weakly. [color=Olive]"There are some things about this place I will never get used to."[/color] He noted with a sigh of resignation. It wouldn't do for Dean to wake up still in the control of- well- whatever was controlling him, but worse yet it wouldn't do for the Puppy to finish killing him. Richard still had a long life and planned to live it. Focusing at the task at hand, he meticulously began to attempt to take the form of his namesake. While he could shift quickly, he was being extremely careful as he had just gotten one kidney ripped out, and Richard would be the first to admit he `was not as at home with his powers as Ayita. Soon there was a very slowly coiling Adder next to Dean as Richard settled in for a rest.

[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=ForestGreen]Ayita Dyrkin[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center] [b][color=ForestGreen]Location: Outside(First Floor) [/color][/b] [/center]
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This form wasn't working, Ayita snarled rising on her hindlegs as she studied the trio. Charging constantly was never going to work, and darkness was falling fast. Something that would aid her in this battle of three verses one, as she would have the upperhand in the dark. Though not in this form. So Ayita began to shift, her form becoming that of a sleek tabby. If she could get close she had various forms she could take in a moment that would deal greater damage. For a minute she considered calling the three kittens of Remy's into the fray but she could not sense their presence and there was no reason to hunt them down and risk their young lives in the grand scheme of things.

Slinking through the darkness, Ayita planned her next moves. Eyeing her prey as she considered the best tactics of approach. A skunk would work quite well. A porcupine would be a horror so close. Though shifting to something with fangs and claws would be expected from her. Finally close to them, Ayita smirked the smile of a cat in cream. Springing up Scott's leg and sinking her claws into the man as she raked her hind claws into his flesh and worked herself higher and into more tender places.