Hige
I am not Paul Avery
He had found his paper, it was the scrap he used to record the data of his victims. He turned around to go back to the chamber, there he'd look at her and write in her details, height, build (he didn't have a weight scale), age, gender, and all that good stuff. He tried to pluck similar women to make the results and testing more authentic, but then again kidnappers couldn't be choosers.
When he looked inside Holo's cell and found it empty, his heart gave a start.
"Escaped!" He shrieked unhappily.
***
"I don't think he brought his phone on his flight." She said truthfully, because the way the call had ended it sounded like Katar had dropped everything to start flying.
She knelt beside Shayera's bed, laying her head down near the foot of it. "I'm so sorry that I asked you to do this, I didn't think this would happen." She admitted, in fact, she had been hoping there would be no emergancy at all.
When he looked inside Holo's cell and found it empty, his heart gave a start.
"Escaped!" He shrieked unhappily.
***
"I don't think he brought his phone on his flight." She said truthfully, because the way the call had ended it sounded like Katar had dropped everything to start flying.
She knelt beside Shayera's bed, laying her head down near the foot of it. "I'm so sorry that I asked you to do this, I didn't think this would happen." She admitted, in fact, she had been hoping there would be no emergancy at all.