The Following day at the stadium... (open)
Oct 17, 2016 14:54:00 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Oct 17, 2016 14:54:00 GMT -5
Gavin watched her closely as she spoke and was surprsied when she mentioned talking to a shrink. Gavin had spoke to a shrink once before; back when the world was still the world. He scared her and she didn't let him book a follow up appointment. Pitty. She had nice ankles. Gavin absentmindedly scractched at the dried blood on his neck as he laughed at bit at her comments. Something about not wanting blood thristy killers walking around.
Gavin: No, certainly not. That''d be less than ideal.
Gavin was growing bored with trying to impress these people. The fact was he had noticed life in the stadium and he wanted to check it out. And he had. Now all he wanted to do was check it's security. Maybe see how the gaurds shifts were rotated, who came and went, how the threat of subhuman waste was handled. All of which could have been invaluable information. Patience, i must be patient. He thought to himself over and over in his head like a mantra. Inside his mouth his teeth were grinding against each other. His fists curled so tightly that his fingernails were digging into his palms and drawing blood. Gavin wanted to be done with this place, to be back in his Musem and working.... Idle hands drove him crazy. He hated doing nothing, but as he sat there just waiting suddenly she motioned for them to follow and follow he gladly did. He was interested in seeing if this shrink, shrunk away from him.... Recoiled at the horror she'd find just below the surface, but instead he would be on his best behavior. As fascinating as it'd be to be himself in the presence of a professional he decided to keep up the act and get through this so he could gather his information and leave as quickly as possible. Gavin walked quietly as did everyone else until finally he broke the silence.
Gavin: So if the good doctor finds that i'm mad as a hatter you guys just toss me out on my ass?
The words escaped his wicked tounge sounding as if he was joking..... He was completely serious though his tone made it sound like a bad attempt at humor.
Gavin: No, certainly not. That''d be less than ideal.
Gavin was growing bored with trying to impress these people. The fact was he had noticed life in the stadium and he wanted to check it out. And he had. Now all he wanted to do was check it's security. Maybe see how the gaurds shifts were rotated, who came and went, how the threat of subhuman waste was handled. All of which could have been invaluable information. Patience, i must be patient. He thought to himself over and over in his head like a mantra. Inside his mouth his teeth were grinding against each other. His fists curled so tightly that his fingernails were digging into his palms and drawing blood. Gavin wanted to be done with this place, to be back in his Musem and working.... Idle hands drove him crazy. He hated doing nothing, but as he sat there just waiting suddenly she motioned for them to follow and follow he gladly did. He was interested in seeing if this shrink, shrunk away from him.... Recoiled at the horror she'd find just below the surface, but instead he would be on his best behavior. As fascinating as it'd be to be himself in the presence of a professional he decided to keep up the act and get through this so he could gather his information and leave as quickly as possible. Gavin walked quietly as did everyone else until finally he broke the silence.
Gavin: So if the good doctor finds that i'm mad as a hatter you guys just toss me out on my ass?
The words escaped his wicked tounge sounding as if he was joking..... He was completely serious though his tone made it sound like a bad attempt at humor.