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Hazel Baker

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"Uh... h-hey... Haaaaaaazel... do you think uh... could you maybe put some clothes on... p-please? Uh... perhaps we can go shopping together later, yeah? That would be fun, right?! I need to get new clothes, and I'm sure you need to get things too... like clothes for yourself... or other things too?"

"Not that I don't appreciate the show, but at least let me get my morning coffee in me before we get to know each other that intimately."

Hazel stopped trying to make sense of the questions upon hearing that, turning her gaze instead to Emma. Clothes? There wasn't any pressing need for clothes at the moment. To her, Emma's apparent embarrassment at her being naked was as incomprehensible as these questions on these forms. One with the mindset of 'an experimental lab creature' would scarce be able to understand those who were free and had lived normally after all. Morality, common sense and feelings had lost their meaning under repeated examinations, constant observation, and numerous experimentation with all the years she spent in that testing facility. At least Lawrence seems to understand, even if he kept that suspicious creature around.

But, it was getting cold, thus Hazel nodded with a smile to the first request. Being cold was not good, and clothes were warm. Leaving the questions behind, she dressed herself, pulling out a white long sleeved blouse, and a brown skirt to wear over simple white cotton underwear.

Pulling out a simple white bottle, and downing two of the pellets from inside, Hazel finally responded to that last invitation. "If you like. I have no objections to that."

There was still all those forms and questions to fill out, but she was not one to refuse anything she perceives as an order. If need be, she would just fill out everything to the best of her abilities. After all, that was what she had been doing for most of her life. Still, going shopping 'later' did not give her a definite time frame with which to get ready for this shopping, so she sat down again to sort out everything. A simpler task than those questions.

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Did you hotlink that pic? If so, download it, and put it on a proper imagesite like imgur.com, before linking it back here. The picture is broken.

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Hazel Baker

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At around seven in the morning, her eyes snapped open.

There was several moments of confusion and that strange feeling something was wrong. Her usual alarm did not go off, she realized, but somehow that only served to enforce that feeling of wrongness. Odd but not an action she would put past them. As usual, she started taking off all her clothes and walked towards her shower. However, she had only taken a few steps before colliding into a wall, much to her surprise.

The last vestiges of drowsiness was immediately replaced by mild pain, as well as the realization of why she felt everything was wrong.

This wasn't her containment cell at that facility, but the newer facility they had transferred her to. An academy of sorts, where she will continue being experimented on, until she became useful in some way. Hazel stood there for a moment, hands outstretched touching the wall, before being satisfied that she wasn't still dreaming. She tugged at her collar next, tracing the etched stag horn symbol on it, making sure it was still intact. With a small sigh, she turned around in the other direction, going towards where the bathroom was.

To her relief, everything in the bathroom was recognizable. After that transparent vehicle ride, she was afraid she would be unable to understand everything here. At least there was some things she could understand. With a slight squeak the shower turned on, and with a few moments more of fiddling, the shower spouted water at a comfortable temperature. Silently, she washed herself in the shower, contemplating on what the near future will hold for her. Probably those neat piles of papers and books she needed to look through first, then whatever schedule this place had for her.

Finished with her shower, she walked out, drying herself with a towel, though she was leaving a trail of water behind her. Halfway done drying herself, she started looking through what she assumed was her pile of stuff. There was an ID card, several forms including a 'violent release form', books and those examination forms. Examination forms, something she had never done before, but understood to be a written test for her, instead of the usual more physical testings.

Hazel took a step towards her bed, before eyeing one of the chairs and dragging one up to a table, sifting through all the examination forms she had. Her eyes widened slightly under her bangs as she realized a common theme between all the forms and their questions. A form like these? With questions like these aimed at her? Dropping the one she was holding to the table, she looked through another, and another, making sure she read and compared everything before sitting back with satisfaction. Perhaps it was to be expected.

She understood none of the questions in any of the examination forms.

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP)

Probably going to have a bait gacha again. Like, more bait than usual.

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP)

@PKMNB0Y I'm sold.

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP)

Wait what?

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Hazel Baker

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Bullets flew around her, one whizzing by at a distance that can only be described as 'uncomfortably close', yet she neither flinched nor attempted to dodge. Any brief flashes of worry or fear was quickly swallowed up by the haze in her mind.

The names the man called out, that commander called out, meant nothing to her, as did the numbers after it. Hazel understood what they were, but not who they were or where the rooms was. The soldier that acted out of line, that student that slipped her cuffs, and the several dead bodies. It was all very different to what she was used to. Usually she'd be given more information on what she was supposed to be doing, and none of the guards she had ever seen before had lost their heads that easily.

One of the guards lead them away, towards their new rooms. Lawrence, obviously, was the one who had been here for a while, and Emma was that girl with the rather soft features. Hazel barely knew of anything about this place, but she did know her abilities, and the general way these people worked. Most probably the ones roomed with her were also those who had the same destructive abilities, and they were put together so they were easier to monitor. However, the building and room they were lead to poked holes in her reasoning, for they seemed rather insecure. Even with the collar suppressing her ability, she was sure she could rip apart the entire building in mere minutes. Not that she would try of course, for she knew better than to invite them to punish her again.

"So yeah, name's Lawrence. Sorry that your powers manifested, but now you're here and we'll be living together. I don't really know what your powers are but please if you're going to blow the place up make sure to do it when I'm out, or at least when I'm awake. My own alarm is bad enough."

There was a pause before she responded to Lawrence's request with a simple nod. Having just arrived at what was supposed to be their room, she had no idea if it was something he said seriously, or in jest. She did not hear the rest of what he said however, for suddenly a furry creature appeared in front of them. Almost immediately her right arm turned transparent, her body tensing slightly at the sight of the dog. It left however, apparently annoyed by the lack of food on Lawrence. For an apartment room having a dog inside, it was surprisingly clean, devoid of any sort of clutter save for those books. It was a large room, containing three single beds, with the kitchen and a door leading to the bathroom on the other side. Certainly a far cry from what she was used to.

"You guys have had a longer day than I have, you can have first dibs on the shower tonight if you want. Fridge is pretty empty, but there's a pot of coffee if that's your thing, but I figure you'll want to be heading to sleep instead of staying up. Your welcome was... well, about the same as mine, it's probably better if you try to relax and not think about it too much."

Again, she simply nodded. Hazel didn't feel like taking a bath or drinking coffee, certainly not at around 3 in the morning, and not when her usual schedule would have her sleeping by now. Without a word more, she took the nearest bed, making sure the dog wasn't there somehow before falling asleep on it.

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP)

All the cooks are Shiro, kidnapped from multiple dimensions.

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP)

@ADamnFiddle Anime. Now in Egypt.

Fantasy Seven [Seven Deadly Sins RP]

Sweet. A new IC post.