Sebastian got up, rubbing his wrists where the straps were. He faced the doctor for a moment, thinking about his offer, before shaking his head. "Thank you, sir, but I'm good." He had never needed much to stay occupied, and his years training had made him even more content.
He walked out of the room, taking his time getting to the cafeteria.
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Once a month wasn't too bad, Sebastian figured. At least it would get him out of a breakfast he never ate, and he knew to expect it now. "Alright, thank you."
The unnecessary touching once again threw him off, but strapped to the chair there wasn't much Sebastian could do. "Is this a regular thing or...?" He was hoping it was more of a one time thing, he couldn't see why it would be necessary more than that.
are we still waiting for people to finish up?
if she wants to bother Lucas she's welcome to, but otherwise i sadly can't really help you
anyway, i think a lot of our classes overlap, which is good, but i think the separate classes give some diversity
anyway, i think a lot of our classes overlap, which is good, but i think the separate classes give some diversity
"That's true." Sebastian calmed down, though he wasn't very aware that he was still that on edge in the first place. Taking off his blindfold made him naturally more nervous, and the creature not too far from them also startled him. "Did you mean to do something else?" The horns looked completely in place to him. He wasn't sure if he had already introduced himself or not, but decided that if he had, to say it again for formality's sake. "Sebastian Haas. It's very nice to meet you, Elaine." It was also nice to know what kind of dragon she was, or at least what category her powers fell under.
Sebastian barely had any reaction towards the needle. At least now he understood why he was strapped to a chair. Drawing blood didn't make much sense to him, when both his illness and his abilities were mentally based. He didn't have a response to the doctor's answer and didn't want to have one, so far he wasn't so fond of him. He simply let Vlad do what he wanted to do.
Sebastian gave a small nod. "I'm training to be a shaman, yes." Though he had been training already for five years, he still had at the very least ten more. While still unsure of where this conversation was heading, he was glad it seemed like he wasn't going to die. Of course, he could never be sure, but for now the outcome looked good. "Sometimes, they startle, it was my own fault." He wouldn't go around and blame things on the dead, it was disrespectful. He heard some rocks fall and quickly turned his head to the source, staring at them for a moment, before deciding that wasn't the biggest issue here and facing the dragon again.
Sebastian really didn't like being strapped into the chair, it made him feel trapped. He also didn't enjoy the doctor's hands on him longer than absolutely necessary. It was obvious how uncomfortable and anxious he was getting because of these factors, along with a fear of the unknown. While he felt his blindfold was necessary in the institution, the downside was that he never knew what was going on. "A-alright..." His answer didn't sound too confident. After all, the medium thought it was pretty clear.
The route that the guards were escorting Sebastian on wasn't a familiar one, and it made him nervous. Asking where didn't help either, for once he got an answer he didn't really understand it. "Why...Does this place have a lab..."
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