"I was only joking. Calm down before they decide you're too uncontrollable and just shoot you," The girl's tone was serious now.

The girl muttered an insult in Old Mer before sighing.

"Sorry. I should probably be nicer. My name is Emerie, or [color=aba000]SCP-034-FMM[/color], or just 34. You must be the new 35, though I must inquire as to your name," her tone was kind now, or at least kinder.
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"Let me rephrase that. Tell me who you are," 55's voice was cold, with the hint of a hiss.

Nearby, a few snakes slithered onto rocks. These snakes were young cobras, maybe about a few months old, but at 55's command, they were still dangerouz.