by Rainbowfox Ari » 09/27/2016 8:05 PM
The first subject, 009, walked over from his place on the mattress, and picked up the salad and water, taking it back over to the bed to eat without a complaint. He looked tired, but not ill, and the only thing physically wrong with him was that bar through his leg. He ate quietly, watching Zerissa with a wary stare and saying nothing at all. Maybe Emille would answer questions about these guys, because he did look like a rather intriguing specimen. Physically, he was built like a swimmer with lean muscle and narrow hips. His skin was very pale, and he had circles under his eyes. His eyes were red, but also bloodshot. His chopped-short hair was black, and he looked as though he may have scars on his neck.
021 meandered slowly over to the bowl, and snagged it, taking it back over to where he had been sitting on the floor, and very quietly and slowly taking bites. The blonde wasn't paying much attention to Zerissa at all, mostly staring at either the bowl, the water container or the floor - almost as if afraid to meet anyone's eyes. His kuhna-ears were down, and his tails were wrapped around him, floofed up in fear. However, he was far more tired and hungry than afraid. Like the rest, he definitely looked as though his spirit had been broken, and like he was jaded beyond anything else. Obviously, he didn't trust the food, because even though he was eating it, he was also lightly poking at it from time to time.
002 didn't approach the food for a couple of minutes either, but he did show some interest in Zerissa. Dragging himself over, he actually tried to lunge at her, snarling, before he turned to the bowl of food, and flung it across the room. This one had anger issues. He kicked the side of the glass, and snarled something under his breath that she couldn't hear, before stalking off to the mattress, and curling up with his very flat purple-pink kuhna ears so flat against his head, then almost disappeared into his lavender hair. His rainbow-colored eyes were filled with anything but happiness, as he lashed his tails back and forth. Obviously a very angry, and very distressed kuhna boy. Close observation would notice that this one had several instances of scarring in his leg - he'd tried to escape before.
001 didn't move immediately to the food, instead focused on the floor from his position sitting on the bed. Eventually, though, hunger won over caution, and he crept over to snag the bowl of food. He looked horrible. Not well-kept, even though he'd had a shower recently, as evidence by the fact that his short, orangey-red hair was still damp. He peered out the glass with soft gray eyes, and shivered a bit before he snatched the bowl. There was a reason he waited for a moment before getting the food - his breathing was labored, and he had to brace a hand against the wall to even move back over to the bed with the bowl. Of all of the captives, he was by far the thinnest, and his ribs could be seen as he started to eat, having to catch his breath every so often. He didn't pay much attention to Zerissa, but every time he did look up - he managed to lock eyes with her, without fail. There wasn't any anger there... just depression.
020 was easily the friendliest of this bunch, and seemed to be at least partially energetic. He just about pounced on the food when it was presented. Taking the bowl off to a corner to eat, he pressed against the glass, and said something - but this was apparently sound-proof glass, because Zerissa wouldn't be able to hear what it was. As appearances went, he was sort of nice-looking. Build slim, with very pale skin, and rainbow-gradient dots and spots all over. His left eye was yellow, and his right one a bluish-purple, and he didn't seem perturbed at all. Maybe a little 'down' - but nowhere near the rest. Food, apparently, was a comfort that cheered him up. His hair was longer than the rest, and tied back into a ponytail. He continued talking while he ate, but only the sound and not the words came to the outside. He certainly didn't look like he was at all upset or in pain... the only indication that he was uncomfortable at all was that he would occasionally rub his chest or his throat - that was it.
010 was easily the slowest to respond. It took him almost ten minutes to realize the food and water was there, and another five to push himself up. He was shaking, and barely managed to make it to the bowl. Even so, once he did, he had to eat slowly. He was so weak that he kept dropping pieces of food, and just sort of... ignored them when he did. He was thin, and his stark-white hair was cropped very, very short. Possibly by one of Emille's blades. He had sutures in a couple of places, but nothing near what Ildor had done. His dark-green ears remained down and back, the left one occasionally flicking as though he was hearing something. Those tails didn't move much, and he didn't show much emotion while eating. He also took a lot longer to finish his food, before looking out at Zerissa with nearly-dead, harsh pink eyes. It was clear he saw her. Whether or not he cared it was her or Emille was hard to tell. After he finished, he was so worn out that he dragged himself back into the bed, laying there in a curled up ball to shiver.
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