Man, I got seriously lazy by the last panel. I an so irritated with tons of people at the moment and this was kind of a time filler for me. I might go back to fix all the failures in this picture later... maybe. Oh well, here it is and comments are VERY appreciated~ enjoy everyone <333
Page Eleven:
"Its time to get up." I am woken by a soft voice that sounds like my mothers. but when I open my eyes, and its not my mother, I spring up and wind up my fist- getting into a fighting stance.
"Who are you? why am I here? how did I get here? WHAT am I wearing? AND WHY THE BLOODY DID YOU TRANUALIZE ME!?" I screech in the women's face. her face goes from cheery to deathly pale. I narrow my eyes and let out what I hope sound like a growl.
"Um, Ellie- you will have to relax. I am Dr. Paula, your current advisor and I have been taking care of you for the past few days." she smiles wryly.
"So it was YOU who has been stabbing me in the neck, forcing me back into sleep?" I sneer. Her face drains again. she taps a small bulb on her wrist and holds her tablet firmly. I don't move and inch, nor do I change my expression.
A florescent, yet dark looming figure, enters the room and strides towards me. When the figure is closer I realize she is female; and when she is closer to me that I want her to be, I swing out my fist as fast and hard as I can. She catches it just inches from her face. She squeezes my wrist so hard, I hear it pop- then she draws closer.
"Ellie, so nice to meet you. I have heard so much of you." she smiles coldly. I recognize her from our first encounter- when she had looped the shock lines around my skin.
"Let go. You have no idea how strong I am." I spit the words in her face.
She chuckles, "Then you have no idea what I am capable of either." he smiles grimly.
"Whatever. where am I and when can I get the @#$^ out of here." I curse.
"Look, we will ask the questions- and you just focus on the answers okay?"
"Fine..." I pause and look away; she releases my wrist from her firm grip. "But first..." I peer back at her odd style, face, features, and just her entire being. "Who are you?"
Two other figures enter the room as if on cue, "We are the Assists. I'm Clea." she gestures at the woman beside her.
The girl muffles around a bandana tied to her face, her voice is hardly audible, "Nara."
"Andrew." the final, and male, figure concludes.
"And we are here to help you Ellie. Your different- your smart. Your useful." Clea smiles again.
"Its time to get up." I am woken by a soft voice that sounds like my mothers. but when I open my eyes, and its not my mother, I spring up and wind up my fist- getting into a fighting stance.
"Who are you? why am I here? how did I get here? WHAT am I wearing? AND WHY THE BLOODY DID YOU TRANUALIZE ME!?" I screech in the women's face. her face goes from cheery to deathly pale. I narrow my eyes and let out what I hope sound like a growl.
"Um, Ellie- you will have to relax. I am Dr. Paula, your current advisor and I have been taking care of you for the past few days." she smiles wryly.
"So it was YOU who has been stabbing me in the neck, forcing me back into sleep?" I sneer. Her face drains again. she taps a small bulb on her wrist and holds her tablet firmly. I don't move and inch, nor do I change my expression.
A florescent, yet dark looming figure, enters the room and strides towards me. When the figure is closer I realize she is female; and when she is closer to me that I want her to be, I swing out my fist as fast and hard as I can. She catches it just inches from her face. She squeezes my wrist so hard, I hear it pop- then she draws closer.
"Ellie, so nice to meet you. I have heard so much of you." she smiles coldly. I recognize her from our first encounter- when she had looped the shock lines around my skin.
"Let go. You have no idea how strong I am." I spit the words in her face.
She chuckles, "Then you have no idea what I am capable of either." he smiles grimly.
"Whatever. where am I and when can I get the @#$^ out of here." I curse.
"Look, we will ask the questions- and you just focus on the answers okay?"
"Fine..." I pause and look away; she releases my wrist from her firm grip. "But first..." I peer back at her odd style, face, features, and just her entire being. "Who are you?"
Two other figures enter the room as if on cue, "We are the Assists. I'm Clea." she gestures at the woman beside her.
The girl muffles around a bandana tied to her face, her voice is hardly audible, "Nara."
"Andrew." the final, and male, figure concludes.
"And we are here to help you Ellie. Your different- your smart. Your useful." Clea smiles again.
Encoded/Characters (c) LauraK
