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Simone’s attention had begun to wander as she finished her meal. Among the many patients she noted, some, well most with only a passing glance, was a red headed female with orange eyes, and the ears and tail of a cat. Was she a created creature as well, Simone mused as her eyes traveled quickly up and down the girl’s form; then for a moment, Simone’s mind lingered on the other female’s body, before it moved on, assessing the cat-girl as a threat or not, as Simone was want to do with everyone she encountered, such was programmed into her from the first moment of her creation.

The cat-girl sure liked to eat a lot, Simone noticed, watched the female pile pancakes, eggs, sausage, and other foods on her plate. Simone had eaten all those things before, even savoured the sweet taste of maple syrup over fluffy pancakes, salt and pepper on eggs over easy, the hint of hickory flavour in some sausage and the crisp taste of bacon. Thanks to her creators, Simone was not nourished by normal foods, and had only eaten them on rare occasions, most of which had occurred during her time away from The Solomon Facility. Simone thought briefly of helping herself to some of the ‘normal’ food, but her attention was diverted by a sudden, close sound…

Simone turned her head at the sound of a slight gasp catching in a throat nearby. Her gaze turned to the source of the gasp, a small female with dark, mahogany coloured hair falling down over her back… But that, neither her eye colour was what held the attention of Simone.. No, it was the other female’s body, crisscrossed with old and new looking wounds, some of which looked to be oozing blood. The corner of Simone’s thin pink lips curled upwards in a brief smirk as she watched the girl move away. “Weak,” Simone muttered to herself as she turned away. How could such a girl, with a body such as hers, be so revolted by seeing someone drinking blood?

Did it matter? Simone shook her head ‘no’ as she turned to leave. As long as the girl didn’t get in her way, it didn’t matter. The girl wasn’t a werewolf, and she wasn’t a doctor, so she wasn’t a threat one way or the other; or was she? Simone shrugged her shoulders slightly as she began to move back across the cafeteria, weaving through the table(s) and past other patient(s) as she made her way toward the door. Passing a random table, Simone heard one of the patients sitting at it muttering to herself about a muffin. Glancing to the table, Simone blinked once as her carmine coloured eyes fell on a large male who looked like some bird, a raven to be precise…

But it hadn’t been he whom had mumbled about the muffin, it was the female sitting next to him. “The bloody muffin is right in front of you,” Simone replied, fixing her carmine coloured eyes on the other woman, taking in her gaunt form, her white shoulder length hair and pale green eyes. “You should help your friend more… if she is your friend,” Simone added, turning her head slightly to rest her eyes on the raven-man. He was tall, Simone noted, with a well muscled frame. He might, Simone mused silently, be dangerous, if they were to fight, “Friends,” Simone repeated, lapsing into silence for a few moments, before resuming her trek across the room…

She had never had any friends, Simone reflected upon this as she approached the cafeteria doors, and pushing them open, stepped out into the empty hallway. She had either had teammates, on rare occasions, or been alone, until her capture, and even then, they hadn’t been her friends, had they? Weren’t everyone trying to use her for some means? They would have disposed of her too, when they no longer had need of her, yes? Simone stopped, placing her right hand against the bear wall as a sudden, fierce white hot pain shot through her head, causing Simone’s petite frame to tremble, violently and almost bringing the gasping woman to her knees…

Mercifully the sudden onslaught was brief, and after a short time, the pain subsided to a dull ache, and then vanished completely. Simone pushed herself away from the wall… the place where her hand had rested now showing several small marks where Simone’s claws had embedded themselves in the wall as she had struggled, in the midst of her migraine, Simone’s body starting to shift forms. Taking a long, deep breath, Simone resumed walking, not going in any certain direction now, wandering down one long, and empty hallway after another, until she came to a random door, and on impulse, pushed it open to find herself facing a small courtyard…

There were tress and grass and even a few low stone benches in the courtyard, none looking their best, at least to Simone’s eyes. On one of the benches a male was lounging, smoking a cigarette, the wind gently ruffling his locks of shoulder length, golden blonde hair. Simone paused in the open doorway; then stepped forward, letting the heavy door swing shut behind her, she wanted to be outside; Simone mused silently, as the man glanced her way, his attention drawn to her by the sound of the door closing after her. Simone surveyed the male quietly, assessing him as a potential threat or not, as her carmine coloured eyes roved over his tall, athletic frame. ”Hello,” Simone finally said, ending the silence which had fallen over the courtyard again.,,

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