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Lairen and Sairen Lee
| Time: Noon |
| Location: Vacuo Academy |
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| Time: Noon |
| Location: Vacuo Academy |
| Interactions: @ all |
The siblings followed Doran as he led the group outside only to see a hooded figure before them. Lairen glared at the figure who began to speak, instinctively reaching his arm out in front of Sairen protectively. He couldn't put it into words but something about this man was dangerous. Every fiber of his being was standing on end as the man revealed his face. Sairen gripped her brothers coat as she peeked out from behind him. She could feel it too; the fear and pure pressure the man gave off making it difficult to breathe. Her unoccupied hand gripped her fans tightly, readying herself for whatever was coming.
The three Grimm who came out from behind the man charged at the general group, but only seemed to attack certain people. The charge was enough for Lairen to draw his sheathed swords. Sairen followed with one fan spread out and the other closed with the blade out. The man spoke again, this time a floating Grimm orb appearing beside him. Upon hearing his question, the siblings furrowed their brows together as if thinking about where they had seen him before. Where and when ever that was, it was the reason they felt so much fear from him.
Their eyes merely glanced at the Grimm orb as it turned into a deep purple but it was enough to send them into a sudden hallucination. They were both taken back to the laboratory they had tried so hard to forget. They both shook their heads to look around the pure white room, searching for each other only to see nothing but people in white coats. Lairen flexed underneath the straps restraining him, but it was no use. His mind went into a panic. The feeling of utter despair began to sink in as the scientists proceeded to experiment on his body, his body reliving the excruciating pain all over again.
Sairen also struggled against her bindings but only briefly before becoming completely still. There was no use in resisting. The hallucination was too real for her and after a moment, she began to believe that it was real. She was still a girl trapped in this white hell, her body used simply to test the curiosity of scientists and doctors. The freedom and life she had after escaping was simply a dream. Her eyes, losing their life, stared blankly at the ceiling as she felt the sharp pain of needles entering her arms.