-:- The Downtrodden -:- (Female Needed)

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    They took everything away from him. His pride, his life, his own sanity, and now the scientists had taken away his sight. The man lay in the corner of his cell, his body once fit, muscular, and lean was now terrible skinny and battered with punctures where needles had danced upon his pale skin and the scars of scapels opening up his flesh when he was still conscience. The humans had done this to him.. and he couldn't see clearly, not anymore. He yearned to have his sight back, but then again he almost didn't want to. Taking in a deep breath, his throat burned, begging for the sweet taste of blood to grace his tongue. Oh, how he wanted to die from this torture! It was almost too much for him to bare anymore. Reaching up to the red cloth covering his eyes, he felt tempted to take it off but he released it almost immediately when he heard footsteps. Tensing up, he waited for the human to approach.

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    A young lady with a lab coat and clip board walked in heels clicking as she moved to the end of the hall. She looked up at the pitiful subject and looked at his ribbon on the ground. She frowned and looked back up at him scratching something down on the clipboard. "Would you like anything?" She asked not looking up for her notes. Her voice sounded stern but soft at the same time.

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    He didn't respond as he moved his head away, his turning his back towards her as he curled his hands into fists. His jaw clenched as he whispered hoarsely, "...Blood... blood..." He turned towards her, blindly reaching out, his sanity was close to almost gone, "Give me BLOOD!" His fangs sharpened as he snarled, attempting to grab her, but to no avail, he was just lashing out wildly, eventually he stopped, collasping on his side, his breathing was harsh and it seemed like every breath hurt him.

    She shook her head scratching something down. She whipped her head up looking at him with an unwavering gaze her eyes keeping them locked with his. "Listen I will give you what you want if you anwser two questions. If you try to lung or attack me I have enough tranquilizer to knock you out for a whole week and then I'll carve into you like a Thanksgiving turkey." She said motioning to a tray of shiny sterile metal tools. "So which will it be blood or getting hurt even more?" She asked simply a cold edge to her tone.

    A rueful smile crossed his face as he sat up, saying in a mild tone, "What haven't you humans haven't done to me? I could care less on how or what you want to do with me." He didn't make any move towards her though, silently submitting to not attack her. He relied more on his hearing for now to check on what she was doing.

    "We haven't killed you yet, although I'm sure you would want that to." She said calmly and crossed her arms slightly. She set the tranquilizer on the tray. "Alright can you see me clearly?" She questioned turning her back to him. She let her eyes scan over her notes and picked up the charts one of the scientists had left her earlier.

    He said bitterly in reply, "Is that some kind of joke? Of course I can't see." He leaned against the wall, wincing slightly, "You d*mn scientists took my sight."

    "I have to ask the questions I didn't design them." She said simply crossing her arms as she picked up a tiny threading needle. She let it drop to the floor and looked back at him. "Can you hear if I dropped something and if so what was it?" She asked shaking her head slightly.

    He muttered, "That was a threading needle." His lips turned down in a fierce scowl though he didn't often times showed emotions when he first came to this place, now the dominant facial expression he had was annoyance. Simple and pure irritance and annoyance. He said in a sharp tone, "I tend to rely more of my nose and ears now that I don't have my eyes, god forbid that you even attempt to force me to pick up a d*mn scent or else I might even consider ripping you to pieces." He leaned his head back as he muttered, "And frankly if you probably don't understand this by now, I really don't care what happens to you or anyone in this place." He sighed, throat burning as he squirmed uncomfortably, "Now that we got that straight, hurry up with whatever tests you have."

    She scoffed and rolled her eyes finishing her notes. "Alright well this might make you feel better. I'm done with the tests, so here's your reward." She said and picked up a pint of blood. She slide it through a tray and gathered up her notes. "You don't have that power currently although you probably will once you get back to full strength. And that could the last drop of blood you get unless I give an okay. So just keep that bit in mind." She said putting her chipboard away and walking out.

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    A small smile crossed his face, though he didn't say anything in response. The news was welcoming that he would get his sight back once he had his full strength but then again he had doubts that would happen any time soon. Hastily feeling his way around until his hands met the tray he eagerly drank of the pint of blood; though once he wadd done he wanted more. His head turned away from the now empty tray as he thought, "It doesn't matter, I'll be fine... at least for a little while now."

    OOC thanks :D I'll make someone who's being cept captive.


    Lexy sat with her back against the wall, listening intently for any sound of the scientists approching, her eyes were locked on the floor in front of her, and she remembered when she was running with her family, wild and free - now she was here - and they were trying to find out where har family was, they wouldn't succeed though.

    Sitting awkwardly against a wall, he took in a shuddering breath, coughing slightly though attempting to calm himself. He leaned his head back, practically not being able to see anything, his fingertips twitched as he let out a pent up breath. How much he wanted this to end, but to no extent of how much he wished for the torture to be over he was unsuccessful. Placing his head in his hands he remained in the same awkward position, not caring about anything around him.

    Lexy looked up hearing someone move outside her cell. she pushes up and manages to stand, leaning against the wall for support, she hated it here, she couldn't change and they wouldn't let her if she could.

    His head jerked up quickly as soon as he heard movement. He moved towards the cell doors, listening for any more movement. It had been ages since he talked to another person, and this was a welcome change.

    Lexy moved to the door, and looks out of the bars that seved as a window, their were no scientists here "hello? is anyone there?" she says quietly but clearly.