[kingly]

JAMIE MONREAU [He/They/It]

Now this was interesting. Jamie watched as the lady grabbed a tiny little creature, collecting a bright green liquid from it's head. Another vial. He smiled at them again, though it was an awkward one. "Pretty shady government experiments going on here. What's that ugly thing?"

His voice was quiet, yet it seemed to speak volumes. It always captured the attention of others. He was so masculine, yet his voice was soft and feminine-like.

Jamie was on the shorter side of the population. Short as in middle school kid short. He never really grew. He had with him a black duffel bag with most of his belongings and some food. His clothes were oversized, definitely masculine, and worn out. Slightly torn and frayed.

The young adult smiled once more, eyes emotionless, though this time he seemed to be remembering something. "You should leave that vile creature alone, though. It's not a nice feeling to be grabbed up and used. To be helpless" its voice was a small whisper. His hazel brown eyes were now locked on the floor as he fiddled with his hands, no longer having that confident spark. Something in him clicked. This person could be dangerous, yet he get his curiosity and happy mood get the better of them.

@Don't Panic