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Claudette did not like how things were going, not at all. She had been hooked once before and she had pulled Heather off of her second hook almost five minutes ago. The botanist wasn’t sure what was going on, they’d only gotten two generators and Jake had just been hooked a final time.
Michael carried a new or replenished determination and it made him unstoppable a single mistake ended up with a sharp pain across your back. She was currently hunkered down behind a patch of trees trying to heal Heather. For the moment Michael seemed to be chasing Ace, who was across the map, but it was hard to tell. He’d been running for a while and Michael is never so patient.
“That’s all I can do for now, but you can take another hit.” Claudette whispered, looking over her shoulder as she finished healing Heather.
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“Get out of there.” Huntress growled as soon as she saw girl. Not today, she wasn’t in mood to do any killing, every little piece of her was against it.
Killer approached her, for moment staring confused at the flowers before letting out sigh and repeating once again. “Get out. I’m not interested in having guests today. You know where the exit is?” Even if it seemed like a nice gest, her voice was filled with annoyance and her goal was to get rid of her as quick as possible.
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[[ Continued from here @flowerblummen ]]
Heather had never seen the doctor before, well at least not outside of a trial, and she had wanted to meet him she had many others she wanted to meet but she decided to meet Herman first.
When he had spoke up she jumped a bit and took a small step back not paying attention to her surroundings she hadn’t noticed he was sitting in the reception area.
Playing with one of the flowers on her hand she chuckled nervously, unsure if he was going to be friendly or not. Taking her chances she decided to introduce herself.
“U-um hello there Mr. Herman i…just wanted to…introduce myself and um yea…well I’m Heather! If you didn’t already know”.
She was a bit nervous but smiled at him hoping he was nice to her.
He raised an eyebrow at the sight of the new survivor, eyes immediately locking onto the flowers and darting between them at random before locking eyes with her.
“That’s Doctor to you, Miss Heather,” He stood up, walking over to her casually and rubbing his chin. He tried to keep the sparks down as much as he could since he didn’t want to scare her off before getting some more info about her to future reference. “It’s very unwise to just wander into killer’s realms like this. Fortunately for you I have some questions I’d like you to answer.”
He stopped in front of her, tilting his head and reaching to pluck one of the larger flowers from her head.
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It was annoying how survivors still managed to find their way into his realm out of trials. They were like rats. If it wasn’t for the fact that the entity seemed to only like crows he’s sure that there would be ACTUAL rats here. Well the entity also seemed to like live stock when its dead. He’d found a lost cattle carcass on one of the gurneys that he certainly hadn’t put there.
He wasn’t overly sure what they were after. His books full of gibberish? The televisions that would only show static the occasional horrifying images? Perhaps just the moderately comfortable beds around the place or to see if the showers actually worked.
But whilst it was annoying... It was always amusing how they seemed to think he wasn’t entirely aware of them scuttling through his facility. This time he’d decided to set a trap for one of them, sitting in the reception area with one of those gibberish filled books that somehow made sense to him and waited. If they wanted to come in they’d have to walk past him and he would hear them coming... In fact he heard footsteps right now.
“Hasn’t anyone told you its wrong to trespass?” He snapped the book closed in his hands, staring at the source of the footsteps to see if they’d suddenly run out. Rats tended to scuttle when startled.