#misselsen

"............" It's quiet again, the soft murmur of the machines softens to a low hum with only sudden pops and clanks interrupting the stillness in the air. The hall before him is rather clean and it feels like he's never been here before, perhaps it's the smell of blood removed oh so well from the wall but... He snaps out of it. Of course the place looked different, he hadn't been around to destroy and obliterate anyone who dare cross into his territory. Yet, here he is in the middle of the hallway ,straightjacket and all, with his face and legs stained with his own blood and the blood of others. Pitiful, he thought as he examined a recent wound on his right leg, just pitiful. He picks up the scent of someone behind him and he jumps around like a scared animal.

These are some of the questions going through a certain old and grumpy elsen. It's a terrible feeling when you're away from the only person who really matters to you for so so long. The idea of just ending his miserable life while he was out there was really tempting, he wouldn't have to worry about anything anymore, nor would he feel any more pain... but then he would start thinking about how that would make her feel. He definitely did not want her to suffer because of someone like him. So, here he is again, back at Zone 3.

He quickly drops off his stuff in his room and goes look for Ell in Area 1. First he decides to check the Cafeteria of course, that's her work place. Or at least it was, when he left. Hopefully she's still there. If not... then she has either been promoted... or... don'tthinklikethatdonotdonOTTHINKLIKETHAT.

But wait! How am I supposed to talk to her now, I left without telling her a thing.

Confused by this land-dweller’s gesture, the woman grabbed his hand and looked it over. His flesh wasn’t slimy like hers. She decided that the best way to figure out what made him different was to bite him.

Being tucked away in the Library for extended periods of time was no good thing for anyone; so #10430 had taken a day trip to Zone 03. It was unfamiliar to him, that was a given- but he hadn't really expected to become this lost. He had no real set destination, but he was hungry and sore, so really any place to rest and grab a bite to eat would cure his hindering needs long enough for him to return home. His gaze settled on a tall, slender girl not too far off. He made his way over, clearing his throat before stringing words up in a quiet voice. 

will u draw my sonic oc ))

// big angry transparent ell is tired of your bs

now with her tiny friend, mini angry transparent ell

"I’m excited for the return of your eyesight and wish you a full recovery."