SCP

[Tim Siguire]

SCP - 4511 Stared directly at the gates. He brought his tail up and stared intently.
=Back to my prison, it seems.=

[HollowOfHaze]

As he walked the halls towards the indoors weapon range, he considered that he would probably be assigned to on-Site armed security before being admitted to the local MTF. It might take time, but it would get done. Eventually. He shifted his right hand and flexed his claws in anticipation.

[Farewell]

Zaida stood brushing herself off, her ears twitched hearing many noises throughout the facility. She placed her mask back on. "What now dear guards~" she says soothingly in her echoing voice with her accent. "I would like to have fun also... I've been locked up for so long, don't you think I've learned my lesson, hmm?~"

[HollowOfHaze]

A guard had come by Galen's room to notify him of a possible change to his reasearcher team. Apparently a new guard was assigned to Galen for "security purposes". Of course, the guard saying those words had a tinge of sarcasm to his voice. Or maybe it was humor? Either way, something was up. How could he possibly need guarding?! Yes he was a skip, but he was likely to be fulfilling a similar role to the guard who he would be seeing soon enough.
It seems that the Foundation was not without its flaws.
He made a sound of partial frustration, before heading out to the containment wing. Maybe he might find something of interest. Or rather, something more interesting. This place was not without its rules, but there was rarely a dull day.

[SadDubwool]

*Demitri walks down the halls*

[HollowOfHaze]

As he made his way down the white halls of the containment wing, he noticed what looked like a humanoid polar bear. "It's not often we get non-human staff here," he thought. "Wonder if he's new."
Testing this theory the same way he always did, he shifted his entire body to midform in a cloud of light blue haze, wings and all. If that didn't cause a reaction, it was quite likely he was simply a transfer or something of the sort.

[SadDubwool]

*he looks around and huffs,looking at the cloud*

[Farewell]

"We should go play chess, that would be fun hmm?~" they strapped her into a straight jacket, somewhat similar but kept her in. "Oh... Well this isn't necessary, why must I wear this when walking around?"
The Shepard guard growled and stayed silent walking down the hallway.

[HollowOfHaze]

"Well that's that I guess", he thought. He continued onwards. Seems like the Site was getting new SCPs in regularly. Well, not regularly, but definitely more often than a few years ago. Hopefully, there'd be something to observe that wasn't a cognitohazard or another rock that ripped people's hair out. He noticed a strange, dark-toned digitigrade coming down a perpendicular hallway in a straightjacket, armed escort and all. This could be interesting. He shifted to a human form and carried on.

[Farewell]

Zaida continued to talk. "Maybe tea, or we could read poetry?~ this isn't very fun in here... And you all are man handling me, which is very rude~" she spoke studying the human that just past by along with the polar bear. "Haven't seen them, I have to greet don't I?" She said trying to stall not wanting to go back just yet.

[HollowOfHaze]

Galen turned to ask the guard, whose named tag named him Demitri, "Who is that? Or rather, what is that?"

[Farewell]

He handed a file. "SCP-6111, Sergal, rare species but rarer since she's a hybrid of both north and south, she is French, Zaida is her name, however she is given a French name  'la belle cauchemar' meaning the beautiful nightmare is English." He said in a quick tone.
"A pleasure~" SCP-6111 said with an accent. her hoody casting a shadow over her face, eyes glowing bright Aqua. (Removed the mask, she'll just be wearing a hood, sorry that's the last I will edit my sheet ^^')

[HollowOfHaze]

"Uh...huh." he said. Seems someone has been working with this SCP quite a bit lately. "So what's her threat class? Euclid I'm guessing? Any anomalous properties I should be aware of?"

[Farewell]

"She's a tricky one, sometimes safe, mostly Euclid, rare occasions keter..." The second human guard responded.

[HollowOfHaze]

"Ok, sure. So what are her anomalous properties? Shifting? Memetic hazards? Ripping people's scalps off with her mind?"
Galen still trailed the escort group due to a form of curiousity, but at a slightly longer distance now.