SerenityAngel
...the Story Teller
Angel waited patiently in her cell. She lightly tugged on her collar to try and make it more comfortable. It took a little while but when she heard the door open once more she stood up fast in surprise since she didn't think he would actually comply with her small request. She hurried to him almost seeming desperate for the water he held in his hand for her. She waited for the collar to be removed, and hoped that he wouldn't use that awful numbing agent as a precaution. She hated needles and even more so since the last experiment as it resulted in a physical mutation which the end result was her wings, which she has yet to try out.