The lack of shadow is definitely making him ill. Honestly I'm pretty sure if you shine a constant bright light on any living creature for days on end, it'll have ill effects on it :P
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The alien watched the small woman, but seemed uninterested in drinking the water. Instead, he retreated back under his blankets once more. From within the shade they provided from the room's harsh lighting, he continued to watch them steadily.
The lights had been installed after the alien had used his shadow abilities to hide himself in a dome of total darkness. It was thought that his power dampening bracelets blocked use of all his abilities, but clear not. Whatever the case was, once the lights were installed, the alien had begun spending most of his time hiding under the blankets to get away from them.
The lights had been installed after the alien had used his shadow abilities to hide himself in a dome of total darkness. It was thought that his power dampening bracelets blocked use of all his abilities, but clear not. Whatever the case was, once the lights were installed, the alien had begun spending most of his time hiding under the blankets to get away from them.
The eye continued to watch them steadily. The alien no longer exuded fear and anxiety. Worse, now it gave off a feeling of defeat. It accepted that it would die here at the hands of these strangers.
He didn't understand the small woman's words, of course, but he recognized the tone. Her gesture reminded him of someone trying to coax a scared cat out of hiding. Or, probably, his alien equivalent to a cat. There had to be one, right?
But as silly as it may seem, it sort of worked. The alien blinking, then slowly moved to sit up. He was slow, weak, but he finally settled in an upright position. The blankets remained over his head, giving him the appearance of a dark ghost with two peircing eyes, clothed in bright flannel.
He didn't understand the small woman's words, of course, but he recognized the tone. Her gesture reminded him of someone trying to coax a scared cat out of hiding. Or, probably, his alien equivalent to a cat. There had to be one, right?
But as silly as it may seem, it sort of worked. The alien blinking, then slowly moved to sit up. He was slow, weak, but he finally settled in an upright position. The blankets remained over his head, giving him the appearance of a dark ghost with two peircing eyes, clothed in bright flannel.
The pile of blankets stirred at the sound of the door swinging open. Through a small hole in the soft armor of the nest, a bright, glowing red eye watched the two women enter. In the control room, one of the scientists watched the monitor showing the room's temperature.
"No drop," He noted. "It must not be able to gather enough energy. The subject is reaching its point of exhaustion."
The alien seemed uninterested. He passively watched the two females approach, but made no move to stand as he would have in the past. His single exposed eye settled on the smaller body, although it was hard to tell with no visible pupil. He was intrigued by her: no suit? She looked different from the others. Was she not the same?
A bowl of plain oatmeal sat by the mattress, completely untouched and now solid as a rock. The cup of water was equally ignored.
"No drop," He noted. "It must not be able to gather enough energy. The subject is reaching its point of exhaustion."
The alien seemed uninterested. He passively watched the two females approach, but made no move to stand as he would have in the past. His single exposed eye settled on the smaller body, although it was hard to tell with no visible pupil. He was intrigued by her: no suit? She looked different from the others. Was she not the same?
A bowl of plain oatmeal sat by the mattress, completely untouched and now solid as a rock. The cup of water was equally ignored.
@Hero where u at
Cough
Accepted :D
Sure! We could use another redeemable mind control victim, or maybe a superhero to help fix mr alien.
I keep reading her in a caveman voice lol
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