Mustang1907
Apollosarcher
SkyeOfStarsAlice heard this and sighed. She decided to offer to help them, as perhaps helping them would gain their trust. She took her hand down from the doorknob slowly.
"I could have a guard or two posted here, apart from those who already make their rounds," She offered.
Meanwhile...
Emerie had managed to harass the guard into getting her a chess board with all the pieces, a notebook, a pencil, and a soft blanket. She was now playing chess with herself while she floated in the pool that was in the corner of her enclosure while listening to the talk of the guards, who never thought she was listening even when she was.
"Heard there's four new mers to play with," A male guard with brown hair, who Emerie was calling Brown Hair due to not knowing his name, said.
"Yeah, same. Iv claimed that one of them might end up being SCP," A second guard, Black Hair, responded.
"Oh? Like 34?" Brown Hair asked.
"That's what I heard, mhm. Shh! Don't say her name!" Black Hair hissed.
Emerie took it upon herself to be even more annoying, which was the only form of entertainment she got except for her chess game.
"So you're saying I might get a friend, Guards?" She called, voice taunting.
The brown haired guard turned to 34, shooting a glare at the other guard. He didn’t even notice the girl was listening, and had probably said too much already…
“Yeah, actually. A boy. He’ll probably kill you,” He told her.
Meanwhile meanwhile…
Ivan was on the other side of the island, dealing with a scuffle that had broken out in one of the testing labs between a pair of Subjects over a knife that had mistakenly been left in the testing room. This resulted in him getting stabbed at least twice but the knife eventually in his possession and both Subjects subdued.
After obtaining the knife, Ivan made his way to the medbay. He tried to turn the handle but Alice’s hand meant he couldn’t. He muttered a curse, one hand on the deep stab wound that was inflicted upon his left side during the skirmish. He groaned as he realized that Alice was probably trying to deal with the SCP merman, Tidus. Command had already deemed Tidus an SCP as he was aggressive towards Alice, and had powers. Any merfolk with powers, or who were just plain difficult, like SCP-034-MMF(Emerie), was classified as an SCP. He waited for the door to open, leaning against the wall. He knew Alice would come out at some point.
"I could have a guard or two posted here, apart from those who already make their rounds," She offered.
Meanwhile...
Emerie had managed to harass the guard into getting her a chess board with all the pieces, a notebook, a pencil, and a soft blanket. She was now playing chess with herself while she floated in the pool that was in the corner of her enclosure while listening to the talk of the guards, who never thought she was listening even when she was.
"Heard there's four new mers to play with," A male guard with brown hair, who Emerie was calling Brown Hair due to not knowing his name, said.
"Yeah, same. Iv claimed that one of them might end up being SCP," A second guard, Black Hair, responded.
"Oh? Like 34?" Brown Hair asked.
"That's what I heard, mhm. Shh! Don't say her name!" Black Hair hissed.
Emerie took it upon herself to be even more annoying, which was the only form of entertainment she got except for her chess game.
"So you're saying I might get a friend, Guards?" She called, voice taunting.
The brown haired guard turned to 34, shooting a glare at the other guard. He didn’t even notice the girl was listening, and had probably said too much already…
“Yeah, actually. A boy. He’ll probably kill you,” He told her.
Meanwhile meanwhile…
Ivan was on the other side of the island, dealing with a scuffle that had broken out in one of the testing labs between a pair of Subjects over a knife that had mistakenly been left in the testing room. This resulted in him getting stabbed at least twice but the knife eventually in his possession and both Subjects subdued.
After obtaining the knife, Ivan made his way to the medbay. He tried to turn the handle but Alice’s hand meant he couldn’t. He muttered a curse, one hand on the deep stab wound that was inflicted upon his left side during the skirmish. He groaned as he realized that Alice was probably trying to deal with the SCP merman, Tidus. Command had already deemed Tidus an SCP as he was aggressive towards Alice, and had powers. Any merfolk with powers, or who were just plain difficult, like SCP-034-MMF(Emerie), was classified as an SCP. He waited for the door to open, leaning against the wall. He knew Alice would come out at some point.