ᶤᶰᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ʲᵘᶰᵍˡᵉ

"Max.." Rufus repeated with a small smile before shrugging. "I used to live with a dog called Max.. he was nice.. he kept me warm.. I liked him.. How.. How is your dog Doctor.. Ah, Max?" Rufus corrected herself. "I'm sorry I was mean to him the last time." She added.  "I had.. a dream? Oh.. Yeah.. I don't know.." She shrugged. "Are you okay doctor? You don't seem.. like you always do.."

So she could read. That wasn’t something that Vik had expected but she supposed it was an added benefit. He was quite impressed by the little dog like creature knowing how to string as sentence together let alone being literate. Vik couldn’t help but watch her curiously as she rolled around with her book in hand. Naturally Rufus gravitated towards fiction, towards books that Vik didn’t really care for. Vik preferred to expand her horizons when reading and learn more about the world she found herself existing in rather than escaping to otherworldly places; she did that enough in her own version of reality. “Rufus.” He said with a nod of his head, his own attempt at a greeting as her eyes stayed solely focused on the girl. “I do like reading, yes.” Vik said as she got closer, standing over Rufus with a small smile on his lips as to not come across too menacing. “Do I think that? No. I prefer being my own hero.” She as she looked out across the gardens, before looking back down to Rufus. “.. Perhaps my mind can be changed. Read me your favorite part.”

“Some day, Rufus…Of course I’m not afraid of anything. There is nothing in the world that could possibly stop me from doing anything I want to do, nothing that would keep held by, especially nothing as trivial as fear.” Vik said with an arrogance beyond many’s comprehension. Despite his words he had many fears, he just didn’t display them for everyone to see. She feared going unnoticed, she feared growing older and not looking the same; her own version of perfection. But lying came so naturally to Vik that she’d gotten to a point where shed started believing in her own madness. She breathed in deeply through all of the compliments being hurled her way. It was almost as if it was her life blood. It rejuvenated her sense of self, her own ego ballooning thanks the Rufus’ overtly kind words. “I enjoy your observations, Rufus. I was right in thinking you’re smart.” Vik was never one to say thank you. One never did thank others for noting the obvious; when it was right it was right. “It’s cologne. It’ll hurt you if you try and eat, so I wouldn’t suggest doing that. It does smell nice, doesn’t it?” She said before setting it back on her dresser, moving over to her bed and sitting with her back flush against the wall. Vik liked to take the mornings and evenings to log his thoughts, considering himself intelligent enough to need time with his thoughts. He grabbed his little journal and pen before glancing up at at the girl, wondering why she’d found her way to his room in the first place. “Did you have a reason for your visit, Rufus?”

Hearing the others hiss, Rufus' instincts of pure survival kicked in, only moving that bit closer, baring her filed teeth, growling that much louder. She was monster. God knew what she was. She knew people were sometimes afraid, staying away from her, but this girl, hissing at her, threatening her, Rufus wasn't pleased. She didn't know who the other was, what she was capable of, but Rufus would try her damn best to take this blonde down if she was a threat. "You don't scare me.. Fallen angel? Maybe the big guy up there didn't want it, that's why he dropped it.." She snarled.  "If you don't want me to eat it, then get rid of it.." Rufus snarled once more. "Please.."

“I swear I’m paying attention to what you were saying. Just… Keep talkin’.”

“Doctor Cobb.” She answered that way too quickly. “I mean.. I really like him.. he’s nice.. he tells me interesting things.. but Vik knows everything there is to know.. did you know? And she’s so pretty. I like Vik alot.. Vik said she’s going to help me to get better. She even called me smart.. me! I like Vik alot.. I don’t know if Vik wants to be my friend.. But I am hers.. When I met Vik.. she got me my favorite foods.. all for me.. and I didn’t have to share.. She also showed me her ehm.. tattoos. She’s really pretty. Have you seen? You should. Everybody should like Vik. She’s an ah-amazing person. I want to be like her one day. I want to be smart and strong and pretty.. But I think Vik does it all so much better then I ever could. Sorry Doctor.. But Vik means alot to me. I couldn’t kill her. She’s too pretty..”

“I do consider myself brave.” Vik said, her chest puffing out a bit smugly. He could definitely get used to how Rufus liked to react to him. If he worded himself correctly all their conversations could easily turn into Rufus just complimenting him endlessly; something he needed to maintain his ego. “I think I’ll help you, Rufus. I’ll see if I can’t help stop the sedation.” He said as if he had some power in the matter; soon, he thought, soon he would have some sort of pull. “Am I?” Vik asked as just to hear it repeated. He didn’t really have a preference on what compliments she received; anything would do. But the idea that even this monster in front of her could see that she was pretty, well that was something. “Thank you for noticing, Rufus. You’re a smart little thing.” Vik said with the smallest glimpse of a smile on his lips before he let it disappear moments later.” The taller of the two said before moving over to put on his watch and spritz himself with cologne, a deeply masculine musk that he’d had an affinity with over the years. 

Rufus gave a growl that scarily resembled that of a dog. Maybe she was indeed more dog then human. With her growls, a bark she had perfected, her filed teeth and her ears that she had self surgically pointed with a blade she found in the shed she was kept in. Rufus had a mental breakdown. Nobody knew the exact extent but her. And now? She thought how she was.. was normal. "No she's not! Angels live in heaven!" Rufus barked back at the other, growl reaching her lips once more, filed teeth bared. "It's disgusting.. get it away from me before I eat it.." She threatened, the little freak was dead serious at that.

Watching the man before her, Rufus' head remained still with the tiniest tilt to the left, an obvious resemblance to a curious dog as she tilted to to the opposite side now and again. Ru has been thrown into the dogs at a young age.. she had no education.. no smarts. She was mentally.. not even seven years old. Her knowledge was very very little. Fixing her collar, Rufus nodded. "Cats? Eugh.." The noise of disgust left her lips. "I don't like cats.. they're really mean.." She explained as if it was the most normal thing in the world.  "I.. I don't think I have? I've seen ehm.. Al.. Al -- " She paused, trying to think of the dogs that basically bullied her into madness. "Alsations?" She confessed. "I nearly loss a limb.." Rufus said with a sick chuckle. "The bigger dog tried to take my food. It was mine.. when I took it back, he bit me.." She stated, proud smirk meeting her lips. “So I bit him back.” She said, confessing to the situation that resulted from her madness, the night she savagely ripped the Alsation’s throat out with her newly filed teeth. “Bigger teeth?” She asked before bowed her head in somewhat sadly. “But.. I have big teeth.” She mumbled, disappointment on her face was obvious before she shrug, looking up at the male. “I like you Doctor Cobb..” She grinned, feeling genuinely safe with the male.