Strange RP.

“You mean in the sketchbook or this building?” Lucille asked as she walked towards Riann.

"Didn't know that I was?" Spyke said. He repacked his bag, and slid it into a corner. "Anyone want to do some exploring, eh?"

"In the sketchbook. . ." She sighed and closed it, the exhaust from the illusions keeping her from thinking. "I'm in." Riann replied to Spyke.

“Are you sure it’s safe to explore this unknown place?” Lucille asked, “This entire thing is a little… off.”

"You're right. . ." She sighed. "But, we'll never learn anything if we stay here."

“Well I guess we should explore…” Lucille sighed and picked up her bag, “But we have to do it carefully, we don’t know what’s in here.” (Wait… this is in Los Angeles, right?”

Katie's head swivelled around as her gaze flipped to everyone in the room. "Why does the fact that some guy turned into a tiger not seem to bother anyone but me?" she muttered. Then, to everyone. "What even is happening? I mean, tiger dude just waltzes in here with sandwiches and all is well?" Her breathing was speeding up.

Lucille snickered, “I like her, she should keep her.” Lucille held her hands up in surrender and said, “Well on a more serious note, I’m pretty sure someone turning into a tiger isn’t going to be the strangest thing that is going to happen in this place.”

"Great. Reassuring." she deadpanned. She walked up to tiger dude. "I would actually like a sandwich, though."

Spyke threw her a sandwich. "I'll scout ahead for your guys' safety." He said, and he walked off, coming back out a minute later as a grey wolf, with his bag in his mouth, he walked ahead.

"GODAMMIT WHY CAN'T WE ALL JUST STAY HUMAN?" Katie said shrilly as tiger morphed into wolf. She violently unwrapped her sandwich and bit into it. She sighed, satisfied. It was delicious.

(Spyke was a tiger, he walked out, got some new clothes, and came back human, now he's a wolf because this way he can see, hear, and smell any danger.)

“Annnnd he’s a shapeshifter, any other magicy stuff going on here?” Lucille asked.

Spyke huffed, a wolf's inhuman chuckle. He walked up to Lucille, and nudged her leg with his muzzle.

“Please don’t bite me. I’d like to keep my leg intact…”

He walked off a few steps, going into the head office, and sniffing around. Nothing. He let out a small bark. And walked out, shaking his head.

“This is scientifically impossible.” Lucille muttered, she then went to a cardboard box.

Katie suddenly remembered something. "Oh, guys, there should be a bag of camping supplies somewhere around here." She started rummaging around.

“Where did you get that information from? Is there a manual here?” Lucille asked, watching Katie rummaging through the boxes.

Spyke sniffed around, walking as he went, a few moments later, he walked out with it. And presented it to Katie, laying it at her feet.

"Nah, it's mine. I was headed out before getting here." She took the bag from the wolf and hesitantly gave him a grateful pat on the muzzle.

“Oookay then….”

((where are we irp? Sorry I had to go

(Los Angeles.)

(The door is open, we can all leave anytime, remember, Spyke kicked it open earlier.)

She flipped it open and smiled. She pulled out a sleeping back, a swiss army knife, food, and a portable cooker. "Not much of this is useful, is it?"

(Oh it’s open? … facepalms)

"Camping supplies, instruments and a sketchbook. . ." Riann said speaking up. "Wonder what we're here for."

“The Swiss Army knife would come to use… but you never know if one day you desperately need a portable cooker.” Lucille shrugged.

Spyke turned the corner, and after a while came back out, fully human and ready to go "So what's our next move."