@CommanderLexa
She couldn't help but to snicker and giggle at the foolish crook before her, the one who had tied her up and tossed her in a random containment cell as though he were in control... If only he had known what he was getting himself into.
"Hello? Yes, is this Sirius?" "What about it?" Elizabeth could hear her father's reply from a mile away. Not that he was yelling, she just had a good set of ears on her shoulders "We've got your daughter and if you don't-" "Oh?~" her father was amused by his statement, she was as well "Oh no, you don't have her~" she could feel the frustration emanating off of her kidnapper, she could read his aura which screamed in frustration at all the trouble he had gone through to capture her when it had been nothing more than her own little game of cat and mouse. Whether he believed it or not, she wasn't the mouse, and she knew for a fact that she was the one who was truly in control.
"What are you talking about, we have her right her. Listen, you can speak to her yourself! If you don't listen to what we have too say then something bad may happen to her!" "Oh, there's no need for that, I believe you~" "Then why aren't you!?-" "But you don't have her~... She has you~" with the foreboding emphasis on his last statement Elizabeth's father hung up the phone and left the crook in shock. "What the hell could that old geezer...? Hey, check on the kid."
It was time for her games to begin... wasn't it, Cujo? With her thought the ground began to vibrate aggressively, cracks began to form in the cement walls and a Spiked Brawler from her great great grandmother's visit into the Prototype world appeared for her. Cujo, as she liked to call him, roared out aggressively and easily led her captors to their demise. Helping Elizabeth to break open the cages with other children in them and leaving the facility Elizabeth was found giggling by Sirius who congratulated her on yet another good job "Oh father, that wasn't me, Cujo did all the work~" she giggled to herself once more before giving a small twirl in her father's direction.
Cujo, her precious little blacklight infested companion, and a friend she would always value when fighting men from The Organization.
(Considering adding a Summoner Main or Specialized class. What does everyone think about this idea?)
She couldn't help but to snicker and giggle at the foolish crook before her, the one who had tied her up and tossed her in a random containment cell as though he were in control... If only he had known what he was getting himself into.
"Hello? Yes, is this Sirius?" "What about it?" Elizabeth could hear her father's reply from a mile away. Not that he was yelling, she just had a good set of ears on her shoulders "We've got your daughter and if you don't-" "Oh?~" her father was amused by his statement, she was as well "Oh no, you don't have her~" she could feel the frustration emanating off of her kidnapper, she could read his aura which screamed in frustration at all the trouble he had gone through to capture her when it had been nothing more than her own little game of cat and mouse. Whether he believed it or not, she wasn't the mouse, and she knew for a fact that she was the one who was truly in control.
"What are you talking about, we have her right her. Listen, you can speak to her yourself! If you don't listen to what we have too say then something bad may happen to her!" "Oh, there's no need for that, I believe you~" "Then why aren't you!?-" "But you don't have her~... She has you~" with the foreboding emphasis on his last statement Elizabeth's father hung up the phone and left the crook in shock. "What the hell could that old geezer...? Hey, check on the kid."
It was time for her games to begin... wasn't it, Cujo? With her thought the ground began to vibrate aggressively, cracks began to form in the cement walls and a Spiked Brawler from her great great grandmother's visit into the Prototype world appeared for her. Cujo, as she liked to call him, roared out aggressively and easily led her captors to their demise. Helping Elizabeth to break open the cages with other children in them and leaving the facility Elizabeth was found giggling by Sirius who congratulated her on yet another good job "Oh father, that wasn't me, Cujo did all the work~" she giggled to herself once more before giving a small twirl in her father's direction.
Cujo, her precious little blacklight infested companion, and a friend she would always value when fighting men from The Organization.
(Considering adding a Summoner Main or Specialized class. What does everyone think about this idea?)