Jean raises her sluggish body up from the strange surface she was laying on. She initially remains as silent as possible, surveying her dark surroundings. It's her temporary room in Joul's lab. A small breath of relief escapes her, before she notices the strange actual structure. It's like this:
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But for a complete extension of the room going up the walls, up to the ceiling of the whole laboratory! "This isn't a room...it's just a small hollow space in between some shitty support beams..." Roll out of Jean's mouth, plopping into the air with disappointment. The doors to the room are like something out of Spongebob Squarepants, too. Doors with circular windows near the top, only difference is they're more oval shaped to let in more light. "What the fuck is the time anyway...?" Ponders Jean, while she tries to look round the room for a clock. But a voice answers instead. "It's 1 am." 'Shit! That was organic!' Screams through Jean's head as her body instinctively jumps up and into the closest thing to a corner she could find in this strange room's curved corners. "Who's there, huh!?" There's a stir as whoever or whatever moves closer to Jean, it's breathing is painfully apparent in this quiet atmosphere.
For a moment, she could've sworn she heard paws against the metal, but it's definitely something humanoid. "O-oi. Out of my personal space, y'hear?" Her tone is much more subdued, more submissive. "Hello to you too~" The tension is broken and no more, all panic is erased. "Fuckin' Razor." The self-disappointment in Jean right now, is bountiful as she realises that it was just Razor in her 'animal' form, probably sleeping next to her. "Don't sound too happy to see me~" Jean awkwardly slides back onto her bed. Slumping down like a sack of potatoes. "Why did you have to scare me like that? Y'asshole." Well, Jean's trying to be threatening in some way, but she's clearly not threatening. So much so, that Razor just up and hugs her (in her humanoid form of course) just rubs her face against Jean's. "You ain't a threat, Jean. If you was, I wouldn't be allowed to even stay in here." These words initially infuriates Jean, then they sink a little deeper. Now she's somewhat accepting the words, then as Razor's practically giving Jean a new fur coat of floof on her clothes, she pushes Razor away from her. "You're wrong. I am a threat!"
One of the doors is kicked open by Joul, with almost hatefully sunken in eyes. "You wanna fuckin shout any louder while I'm mid-research mate?" Jean has uh...oh boy, she's frozen in place. "Fuckin shit. You're no threat, you're a lost kid." Then Joul angrily plaps her feet back to a far corner of the facility. "Fuckin smacked my damn foot for basically no fuckin reason..." She's walking with a slight limp, before freakishly stopping stretching it and it miraculously healing. "Did I just see that right? She soothed her foot that simply?? It must've been broken." Razor has the answer to that: "You remember that weird mask you put on? If someone with the right mind properly imprints it, said imprinted mineral can heal things." Jean looks puzzled. "Why are you whispering too?" "I don't want to disturb Zi-- I mean --Joul either." A sudden smirk tears across Jean's face. "Did you just almost say her first name there?" Razor's eyes just widen to the expression so vivid, that the words 'OH F U C K' may as well have appeared over her head like a speech bubble. "Oh my god you actually were. Why are you n Joul this unguarded around me?? I am a test subject. Wait...the cliche shit 'I told you so I have to kill you' kinda deal?"
