Revenna Viper Aphrodite,
Man what a handful, but so is she. She has lived years being tested on in a battle arena, escaping it and living a life alone as a lone wolf.
She's cold but outrageously dangerous going on missions that are assigned to her...
As I try to wake up, I find it difficult to open my eyes. But I also feel the want to not even try at all but... I've gone this far.
Once again I try to peel open my eyes for the thousands of times as I'm met with a bright white light hanging above me.
As I look around, I'm still where I thought I was last... Strapped down to this fucking table.
Looking to my left I see the doctor walk toward me. He tilts his head so it's parallel with mine as we look at each other in the eyes.
"I know you just woke up, so I'm going to unstrap you so that I can give you a proper exam; to see if there is anything unusual, but you know how this goes."
When he goes to unstrap me, he starts with my legs, then goes to my wrists, and ends up releasing my neck from the straps. Sitting upright on the metal table with my feet hanging a foot above the floor I casually started rubbing a little to release some of the tension from both my wrists and my neck muscles.
He takes a step back to give me a little space to breathe but also for precautions; in case I do something in retaliation but that nerve quickly goes away.
I mean you never know what kind of things these beasts that are tested in this facility are capable of, it's unexpected and nerve-racking to deal with them firsthand. They can be calm as a flightless bird one minute and be popping eyeballs out the next.
As I stare at the doc, he turns around walks to the table connected to the wall about 4 feet in front of me and picks up a couple of items to inspect me.
As he walks back to me, he stands about a foot in front of me.
"You know the procedure and what has to be done. Hopefully, it doesn't have to come to strapping you down again. Now be a good girl and look at my finger."
I make no advances towards him at his attempt of calling me the pet name. It would be petty to start something and not expect something to happen to me I return. Like there's a need in being forced back down to the table, again. Tho I do hate and despise the names, I force back a growl from coming out at any sad attempt they make to get a reaction out of me.
As he holds his index finger in front of my face and starts swaying it side to side, he holds a penlight directly in my eyes to inspect pupil responses.
Going back to his clipboards that he also brought over with the materials. With the penlight still in hand, he has used it to write down his just learned information residing back to my eyes.
"Ok, I just need to check a few things and then I'll call the guard in to put you back in your cage."
Continuing with the exam, he grabs hair, blood, and skin DNA for further testing. Making sure to check up on further growth developments from my fingers to my teeth.
After he's done with the procedure, he calls the bulky guy that brought me to the lab and he like always painfully escorts me to my cage and throws me in it.
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