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Name: Sean
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Looks:
Species: Kelpie
Other: Nope

Name: Angela
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Looks: Click
Species: Human
Other: N/A

Do you wanna start? Or should I?

((Could you? If you want?))

"Good morning," Angela greeted Sean as she did every morning. Even if he hardly ever responded, it was nice to pretend like she had someone to talk to. Most weren't too friendly in a top secret government facility. The scientists were treated almost like the specimens they studied, locked in small quarters and reporting everything. If the slightest peep was heard of something extraordinary, death could be considered. Sitting down a tray of food in the kelpies, lair she took a step back to survey everything. The room was a large one, filled with artificial grass and streams. They'd done their best to recreate a forest for the kelpies to live in. IT was best to observe creatures in their natural habitats after all.
"Are you going to speak to me today? Or just stare like always?"

Sean was quiet as he stood up from the rock he usually did sit on by the stream and then went to sit down by the food. He looked at the food and sighed. They were fed the same things every single day so that it would easy to monitor changes in their health and attitude due to experiments. A constant.
Finally, the man looked up at the scientist and stood, staring down at her. "Playing cards," Sean said after a moment. "Please." He had the softest voice. Not feminine in any way at all. Just... soft. He never spoke above a loud whisper, and his voice wasn't one that really struck someone as something to come from a 'dangerous beast that could eat someone and not think a thing of it'.

Angela seemed curious. "If that's what you want," she muttered, disappearing for a few minutes she came back into the enclosure with a deck of playing cards in her hand. She seemed shocked that Sean had spoken at all. Usually the kelpies were silent, there only way of showing any defiance against their human captors.
Glancing up at him curiously, she handed the cards to the man. "Why'd you want them anyway? Or shall you keep that a secret?" she questioned curiously, writing something down on her clipboard.

Sean took the cards and then counted them out. At times they'd do things to various familiar stimuli to just drive the Kelpie up a wall. Giving him a deck of cards that was short a card would just be another way to bother him. He then sat down by the tray of food and ate quietly, before picking up the cards and walking back to his rock. The man sat down and then began to play a game of solitaire, not saying another word to his scientist.

"Hey," Angela muttered following Sean as he walked back to his rock. "I'm not like your old scientist.. you know that right?" she questioned. Before, many of the scientists had used...inhumane methods in order to extract information from the kelpies. They'd tie them up, hang them upside down, do whatever they could think of just because they could. Recently a few of the higher ups had decided that was a bit too far though. "Can't you talk with me? I'm here to study you after all.. not to be horrible,"

"Odd, that's what the last one said as well," Sean replied quietly. He then let his eyes wander upwards towards the wall of the room. Shackles were a good ten feet up the wall, a place where he frequently hung for hours on hand. He was used to being beaten while he hung there, and to also be force fed and made a pin cushion, as well as become an object of desire at times. "You are here for one reason. Nothing else. I'm very familiar with that reason as well." The man then fell silent again, looking back to his playing cards quietly and continuing to finish the game. He finished it within a couple of minutes, never making a wrong move, and then beginning another game.