Sandra felt that she seemed to think about her mutation too easily for granted.
"Hi Sandra." A woman's hand rested on Sandra's shoulder, awakening Sandra who was immersed in the sea of books, and also made her instinctively startled.On the back of the hand that stood upright while supporting the cover, tiny sky-blue down feathers that looked like sprouts grew out from under her skin one after another as if startled, making her feel a slightly itchy and tingling sensation on her hands. Sandra was even more flustered, and even finer down feathers grew on more places on her body.
Sandra, who didn't feel the feathers growing on her face, took a deep breath to calm down her mood, turned slightly stiffly and looked at the woman who patted her from behind, and unfolded a polite and yet persuasive expression. People couldn't see the alienated smile, and said to his classmates with a tone of intimacy: "Good morning, Maya."
The black woman she called Maya graciously pulled away the chair next to Sandra and got down, and said to the quiet Sandra with a bit of vigor: "What have you been up to lately? I haven't seen you for a long time."
"It's all part-time work. What's the matter Maya, can I help you with anything?"
Sandra naturally knew that her classmates had nothing to do and would not come to find her, a person who was almost out of the group and always walked alone. Although she was not unwilling to help, at least not at this time.
She quietly put her other hand under the cover and pinched her wrist nervously, stretched out her fingers to cover the down feathers protruding from her fingertips, rubbed her knuckles anxiously, unconsciously Picking out those soft and fine feathers.
"Ah, it's like this. Our drama club still lacks a supporting role in the drama we want to perform, but we just can't find anyone. I think you are suitable for that role, so I want to ask if you would like to participate in the performance."
Maya also knew that the classmate in the class who always ignored others did not have a complete family like them. She heard other people say that this person climbed up from the slums of Gotham, so even though she felt sorry for this loner The withdrawn classmate was quite repulsive, and even slightly isolated her behavior, but no one dared to really provoke her.
Kids growing up in Gotham understand that there are some people you can't really try to get your hands on, even if you're pretty annoying.
If it wasn't that she couldn't find anyone, and the look of Sandra reading with downcast eyes just now outside the library window did match the supporting role they needed for an instant, even to the exact same extent, Maya didn't really want to Contact Sandra.
I always feel that this person has a terrible feeling...
While thinking about it, Maya carefully looked at Sandra's expression, and at the same time regretted that she suddenly stepped forward to strike up a conversation when her head was hot, and then waited for her expected rejection.
"I'm very sorry," the black-haired girl looked a little younger than her peers, so when she pursed her lips and smiled apologetically at Maya, she also looked innocent and serious, "Recently It's too busy... and the body is not very strong, so I may not be able to help you with this favor."
"It's okay," Maya, who didn't know why she breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly said as an excuse, feeling a little regretful about her approach to strike up a conversation, "Then I'll ask other students, I'm bothering you."
Sandra watched Maya leave her place with crooked eyebrows, and unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, because the nerves of the down feathers growing on her body also relaxed slightly, and those down feathers began to shrink gradually. Going back, there were only some sticking to her slightly sweaty fingertips because of her unconscious digging just now.
Even if it's just such a mood swing, will it come out...
Although Sandra tried her best to keep her calm, the feathers on her body were too sensitive. As long as her mood fluctuated slightly, they would start to grow, even if some were just normal reactions, they would start to grow quietly.
Sandra, who was once asked "Is it because I met a pigeon in the square that the feathers stuck to my hair?" was so frightened that she almost got out of her body, sighed, closed the book in her hand, and carefully observed whether she had any feathers. It landed on the table, and then decided not to go out.
Although it is troublesome to go back and forth...but it is better than exposing yourself to be unusual.
It's just that if it continues like this, she is not an object without emotions, she will always be affected by emotions, and there is a reason to guard against thieves every day, no matter how cautious she is, there will always be a way out, and when the time comes, explain It's a bad thing to look up, and it's time to fix this problem.
Sandra, who borrowed a good book and put it in her bag, thought about it, raised her wrist and looked at the watch on her hand. After calculating the time, it was time to go to the pet store, so she no longer lingered in the library. In the middle, he rolled out his bicycle and rushed over to Daphne.
"Is she that sensitive?"
Although Maya didn't notice it, and neither did anyone else, but several other people who were watching Sandra all the time noticed Sandra's momentary stiffness and the movement of grabbing her wrist. Thinking that when she seemed nervous or uneasy, she seemed to make this kind of gesture of grabbing her wrist, while answering Tony's question: "It was a while ago."
"It should be during the year when she first mutated. Her mutation is quite easily affected by her emotions. It doesn't even need to be too violent. As long as her mood fluctuates slightly, her body will appear." own mutation characteristics."
Sandra, who helped Tony with experiments in Stark Tower, was not less frightened, but it was not so serious that she would show her inhuman side every time. Tony felt that Sandra was not as stimulated as she was suddenly. Feeling the explosion coming from her laboratory, she didn't grow any feathers at that time, and it didn't make sense that she would grow feathers under this kind of stimulation.
"Does that mean that her characteristics are gradually stabilizing as she grows..."
Tony touched his stubble-grown chin and muttered to himself, then stared at Tim's densely packed monitors and screens showing different pictures that almost filled his entire room with some distaste, and complained: "Don't you think you're acting like a psychotic stalker right now?"
"If you want to follow her ass and observe her more intuitively, I won't stop you."
Tim looked like he rolled his eyes, rubbed his messy black half-long hair and leaned back in the chair, narrowing his eyes slightly sleepily.
Next, if there are no accidents, Sandra will go to Daphne’s pet shop to work, and then return to her apartment to rest and study after work, and then worry about her changes and try to control her abilities. After failure, she will rest ——
This is probably how she behaved throughout the day after she mutated.
Tim, who hadn't had a good rest for several days and only focused on watching Sandra, let out a sigh of relief, and rubbed his brows slightly, the tiredness of the operation of the rotating shaft could not be concealed between his brows and eyes.
Although it is true that it is not necessary to spend too much mind and energy in this magical world, and even he feels that it is not easy to feel tired when he is acting in this world, but after all, he has accumulated the endless rotation of the three worlds, even if it is not easy to feel When it comes to fatigue, it is easy to feel numb and burnout.
What's more, the main task in almost every world is to get Sandra to die... No matter how cold his character is, it's hard not to be moved by this kind of thing.
What's more, his personality is not so cold.
"Take a look at this side for someone else," Tim got up from his seat after squinting in the chair for a while, and said to the others, "I'll go to Sandra's work place to take a look."
"I'll go," Warren volunteered to stand up and said to Tim. "Compared with you, my presence should make her trust more."
"No, we don't need to appear in front of her," Tim yawned with his hands covering his lips, and said in a somewhat vague voice, "We don't need to gain her trust, we just need to push behind her a little bit." gone."
"What we need is to expose her, not protect her."
There was an almost cold calm in Tim's voice, as if he didn't know what kind of dilemma Sandra would face after this kind of thing was exposed.
"You really..."
Warren was speechless for a while, as if he didn't know what to say.He thought that he was open enough to this kind of thing, but he didn't expect that Tim, as the one who had the closest relationship with Sandra among them, would not hesitate to do this kind of thing.
It's so cold it's almost scary.
"If the way to get her back is to hurt these false conformations, then that's what I'm going to do."
Tim grabbed the coat draped over the back of the chair and put it on himself, without raising his eyelids, he said: "Is this a difficult choice?"
"Daphne!"
Sandra pushed open the door of the pet store and saw the blonde woman's drooping head and exposed curls and shouted at her with some joy, then put down her bag, touched it and stood on the counter The Norwegian Forest Cat's ass, and then looked at Daphne with shining eyes.
"The timing is just right."
Daphne smiled with her eyes bent, and that beautiful face instantly burst into a sun-like brilliance, resembling the legendary goddess of laurel who was pursued by the sun god.
"I'll take over here." As Sandra said, she took off her coat and changed into work clothes, then turned around and hugged Sanhua, who was flying towards her, and put it in her arms along her ears. Squeezed and touched, until the unruly cat comfortably spread into a puddle of cat cakes in her arms, and even the tail was slightly curled and hung down from her arms, which seemed to make people feel A lazy comfort.
"Okay," Daphne stood up from her seat and stretched, then put her toes and approached her Norwegian Forest Cat's buttocks silently, hugging it and rubbing the cat's thick coat, as if she remembered something He suddenly said to Sandra, "I seem to have seen a cat playing with a kind of cyan feather recently...Have we bought this kind of toy?"
Sandra was so frightened by Daphne's words that the hair on her body jumped out.She retracted her arms and subconsciously hugged the three-flowered cat in her arms, which caused the cat's uncomfortable purring and a paw that was not light or hard on her arm.
He lowered his head and gently kissed Sanhua's forehead and silently said sorry, the air from his mouth gently brushed over the sensitive fluff on the cat's ears, making her trembling her ears, and finally forgave herself as a shit-shoveling officer She was so rude, nestled comfortably in Sandra's arms and squinted her biyingying eyes, unable to tell what she was thinking.
"what happened?"
Noticing the little "friction" between Sandra and Sanhua before, Daphne looked towards them sensitively and asked with some doubts.
"Ah, it's nothing." Sandra hugged Sanhua in her arms even tighter, but paid attention to her strength not to make the cat feel uncomfortable, and used Sanhua's thick fur to cover her arms because The downy feather that grew out of fright for a moment said, "It's just that I accidentally used some strength, so Sanhua became angry...Okay, go and rest quickly, I will take care of it here."
"Call me if there is anything urgent."
Daphne also yawned again as if she hadn't had enough rest.On the day Sandra was on vacation, she also planned to sleep beautifully for a day and a night, but she didn't close her eyes for a few hours before being dragged over by a powerful leader in Gotham to see a doctor for her beloved pet. I was able to come back, and I didn’t sleep much in the middle of the night. I checked the bodies of a few stray puppies in the pet shop who were not in good health before falling asleep. After that, I got up early in the morning to open the shop, and waited until Sandra arrived now. At that time, she was actually too sleepy.
It was rare for Sandra not to notice Daphne's state. She nodded indiscriminately, then slumped into the rattan chair where Daphne was sitting, tensed for a while, and kept stretching her ears until she confirmed that Daphne had returned to the upstairs room. After closing the door, he breathed a sigh of relief, pinched Sanhua's front paws in his arms to make her stand on his legs, pinched the cat's rough pads, lowered his voice, and stared at Sanhua half reproachfully. The green eyes that could not be opened said so: "You little villains, did you go to the trash can?"
Sandra said in a low voice like a thief, some complained that these naughty little ancestors turned over the trash can disobediently, otherwise she clearly remembered that she swept all her fallen feathers into the trash The inside of the bucket was cleaned up, and the corners and corners were checked inside and out. There was no reason that the remaining feathers would be found again.
Sanhua pressed her ears and squinted her eyes and glanced at Sandra, she just shook her beard and looked away, casually Sandra pinched her paw, just like a large plush toy, let Sandra play without saying a word .
Looking at her, Sandra knew that her feathers that should have been cleaned long ago would be discovered by Daphne. Sanhua must be the credit of Sanhua, but she couldn't do anything to this ancestor, so she could only pinch the cat's paws angrily. Until Sanhua slapped her hand away in annoyance and jumped off her body, she felt a little relieved that she had succeeded in revenge, but couldn't help worrying that she had obviously thrown the feather behind the pet shop. How did these ancestors dig out of the pet store to dig through the trash cans? ? ? ?
If it's just for fun, isn't it too hard? ? ?
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"Hi Sandra." A woman's hand rested on Sandra's shoulder, awakening Sandra who was immersed in the sea of books, and also made her instinctively startled.On the back of the hand that stood upright while supporting the cover, tiny sky-blue down feathers that looked like sprouts grew out from under her skin one after another as if startled, making her feel a slightly itchy and tingling sensation on her hands. Sandra was even more flustered, and even finer down feathers grew on more places on her body.
Sandra, who didn't feel the feathers growing on her face, took a deep breath to calm down her mood, turned slightly stiffly and looked at the woman who patted her from behind, and unfolded a polite and yet persuasive expression. People couldn't see the alienated smile, and said to his classmates with a tone of intimacy: "Good morning, Maya."
The black woman she called Maya graciously pulled away the chair next to Sandra and got down, and said to the quiet Sandra with a bit of vigor: "What have you been up to lately? I haven't seen you for a long time."
"It's all part-time work. What's the matter Maya, can I help you with anything?"
Sandra naturally knew that her classmates had nothing to do and would not come to find her, a person who was almost out of the group and always walked alone. Although she was not unwilling to help, at least not at this time.
She quietly put her other hand under the cover and pinched her wrist nervously, stretched out her fingers to cover the down feathers protruding from her fingertips, rubbed her knuckles anxiously, unconsciously Picking out those soft and fine feathers.
"Ah, it's like this. Our drama club still lacks a supporting role in the drama we want to perform, but we just can't find anyone. I think you are suitable for that role, so I want to ask if you would like to participate in the performance."
Maya also knew that the classmate in the class who always ignored others did not have a complete family like them. She heard other people say that this person climbed up from the slums of Gotham, so even though she felt sorry for this loner The withdrawn classmate was quite repulsive, and even slightly isolated her behavior, but no one dared to really provoke her.
Kids growing up in Gotham understand that there are some people you can't really try to get your hands on, even if you're pretty annoying.
If it wasn't that she couldn't find anyone, and the look of Sandra reading with downcast eyes just now outside the library window did match the supporting role they needed for an instant, even to the exact same extent, Maya didn't really want to Contact Sandra.
I always feel that this person has a terrible feeling...
While thinking about it, Maya carefully looked at Sandra's expression, and at the same time regretted that she suddenly stepped forward to strike up a conversation when her head was hot, and then waited for her expected rejection.
"I'm very sorry," the black-haired girl looked a little younger than her peers, so when she pursed her lips and smiled apologetically at Maya, she also looked innocent and serious, "Recently It's too busy... and the body is not very strong, so I may not be able to help you with this favor."
"It's okay," Maya, who didn't know why she breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly said as an excuse, feeling a little regretful about her approach to strike up a conversation, "Then I'll ask other students, I'm bothering you."
Sandra watched Maya leave her place with crooked eyebrows, and unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, because the nerves of the down feathers growing on her body also relaxed slightly, and those down feathers began to shrink gradually. Going back, there were only some sticking to her slightly sweaty fingertips because of her unconscious digging just now.
Even if it's just such a mood swing, will it come out...
Although Sandra tried her best to keep her calm, the feathers on her body were too sensitive. As long as her mood fluctuated slightly, they would start to grow, even if some were just normal reactions, they would start to grow quietly.
Sandra, who was once asked "Is it because I met a pigeon in the square that the feathers stuck to my hair?" was so frightened that she almost got out of her body, sighed, closed the book in her hand, and carefully observed whether she had any feathers. It landed on the table, and then decided not to go out.
Although it is troublesome to go back and forth...but it is better than exposing yourself to be unusual.
It's just that if it continues like this, she is not an object without emotions, she will always be affected by emotions, and there is a reason to guard against thieves every day, no matter how cautious she is, there will always be a way out, and when the time comes, explain It's a bad thing to look up, and it's time to fix this problem.
Sandra, who borrowed a good book and put it in her bag, thought about it, raised her wrist and looked at the watch on her hand. After calculating the time, it was time to go to the pet store, so she no longer lingered in the library. In the middle, he rolled out his bicycle and rushed over to Daphne.
"Is she that sensitive?"
Although Maya didn't notice it, and neither did anyone else, but several other people who were watching Sandra all the time noticed Sandra's momentary stiffness and the movement of grabbing her wrist. Thinking that when she seemed nervous or uneasy, she seemed to make this kind of gesture of grabbing her wrist, while answering Tony's question: "It was a while ago."
"It should be during the year when she first mutated. Her mutation is quite easily affected by her emotions. It doesn't even need to be too violent. As long as her mood fluctuates slightly, her body will appear." own mutation characteristics."
Sandra, who helped Tony with experiments in Stark Tower, was not less frightened, but it was not so serious that she would show her inhuman side every time. Tony felt that Sandra was not as stimulated as she was suddenly. Feeling the explosion coming from her laboratory, she didn't grow any feathers at that time, and it didn't make sense that she would grow feathers under this kind of stimulation.
"Does that mean that her characteristics are gradually stabilizing as she grows..."
Tony touched his stubble-grown chin and muttered to himself, then stared at Tim's densely packed monitors and screens showing different pictures that almost filled his entire room with some distaste, and complained: "Don't you think you're acting like a psychotic stalker right now?"
"If you want to follow her ass and observe her more intuitively, I won't stop you."
Tim looked like he rolled his eyes, rubbed his messy black half-long hair and leaned back in the chair, narrowing his eyes slightly sleepily.
Next, if there are no accidents, Sandra will go to Daphne’s pet shop to work, and then return to her apartment to rest and study after work, and then worry about her changes and try to control her abilities. After failure, she will rest ——
This is probably how she behaved throughout the day after she mutated.
Tim, who hadn't had a good rest for several days and only focused on watching Sandra, let out a sigh of relief, and rubbed his brows slightly, the tiredness of the operation of the rotating shaft could not be concealed between his brows and eyes.
Although it is true that it is not necessary to spend too much mind and energy in this magical world, and even he feels that it is not easy to feel tired when he is acting in this world, but after all, he has accumulated the endless rotation of the three worlds, even if it is not easy to feel When it comes to fatigue, it is easy to feel numb and burnout.
What's more, the main task in almost every world is to get Sandra to die... No matter how cold his character is, it's hard not to be moved by this kind of thing.
What's more, his personality is not so cold.
"Take a look at this side for someone else," Tim got up from his seat after squinting in the chair for a while, and said to the others, "I'll go to Sandra's work place to take a look."
"I'll go," Warren volunteered to stand up and said to Tim. "Compared with you, my presence should make her trust more."
"No, we don't need to appear in front of her," Tim yawned with his hands covering his lips, and said in a somewhat vague voice, "We don't need to gain her trust, we just need to push behind her a little bit." gone."
"What we need is to expose her, not protect her."
There was an almost cold calm in Tim's voice, as if he didn't know what kind of dilemma Sandra would face after this kind of thing was exposed.
"You really..."
Warren was speechless for a while, as if he didn't know what to say.He thought that he was open enough to this kind of thing, but he didn't expect that Tim, as the one who had the closest relationship with Sandra among them, would not hesitate to do this kind of thing.
It's so cold it's almost scary.
"If the way to get her back is to hurt these false conformations, then that's what I'm going to do."
Tim grabbed the coat draped over the back of the chair and put it on himself, without raising his eyelids, he said: "Is this a difficult choice?"
"Daphne!"
Sandra pushed open the door of the pet store and saw the blonde woman's drooping head and exposed curls and shouted at her with some joy, then put down her bag, touched it and stood on the counter The Norwegian Forest Cat's ass, and then looked at Daphne with shining eyes.
"The timing is just right."
Daphne smiled with her eyes bent, and that beautiful face instantly burst into a sun-like brilliance, resembling the legendary goddess of laurel who was pursued by the sun god.
"I'll take over here." As Sandra said, she took off her coat and changed into work clothes, then turned around and hugged Sanhua, who was flying towards her, and put it in her arms along her ears. Squeezed and touched, until the unruly cat comfortably spread into a puddle of cat cakes in her arms, and even the tail was slightly curled and hung down from her arms, which seemed to make people feel A lazy comfort.
"Okay," Daphne stood up from her seat and stretched, then put her toes and approached her Norwegian Forest Cat's buttocks silently, hugging it and rubbing the cat's thick coat, as if she remembered something He suddenly said to Sandra, "I seem to have seen a cat playing with a kind of cyan feather recently...Have we bought this kind of toy?"
Sandra was so frightened by Daphne's words that the hair on her body jumped out.She retracted her arms and subconsciously hugged the three-flowered cat in her arms, which caused the cat's uncomfortable purring and a paw that was not light or hard on her arm.
He lowered his head and gently kissed Sanhua's forehead and silently said sorry, the air from his mouth gently brushed over the sensitive fluff on the cat's ears, making her trembling her ears, and finally forgave herself as a shit-shoveling officer She was so rude, nestled comfortably in Sandra's arms and squinted her biyingying eyes, unable to tell what she was thinking.
"what happened?"
Noticing the little "friction" between Sandra and Sanhua before, Daphne looked towards them sensitively and asked with some doubts.
"Ah, it's nothing." Sandra hugged Sanhua in her arms even tighter, but paid attention to her strength not to make the cat feel uncomfortable, and used Sanhua's thick fur to cover her arms because The downy feather that grew out of fright for a moment said, "It's just that I accidentally used some strength, so Sanhua became angry...Okay, go and rest quickly, I will take care of it here."
"Call me if there is anything urgent."
Daphne also yawned again as if she hadn't had enough rest.On the day Sandra was on vacation, she also planned to sleep beautifully for a day and a night, but she didn't close her eyes for a few hours before being dragged over by a powerful leader in Gotham to see a doctor for her beloved pet. I was able to come back, and I didn’t sleep much in the middle of the night. I checked the bodies of a few stray puppies in the pet shop who were not in good health before falling asleep. After that, I got up early in the morning to open the shop, and waited until Sandra arrived now. At that time, she was actually too sleepy.
It was rare for Sandra not to notice Daphne's state. She nodded indiscriminately, then slumped into the rattan chair where Daphne was sitting, tensed for a while, and kept stretching her ears until she confirmed that Daphne had returned to the upstairs room. After closing the door, he breathed a sigh of relief, pinched Sanhua's front paws in his arms to make her stand on his legs, pinched the cat's rough pads, lowered his voice, and stared at Sanhua half reproachfully. The green eyes that could not be opened said so: "You little villains, did you go to the trash can?"
Sandra said in a low voice like a thief, some complained that these naughty little ancestors turned over the trash can disobediently, otherwise she clearly remembered that she swept all her fallen feathers into the trash The inside of the bucket was cleaned up, and the corners and corners were checked inside and out. There was no reason that the remaining feathers would be found again.
Sanhua pressed her ears and squinted her eyes and glanced at Sandra, she just shook her beard and looked away, casually Sandra pinched her paw, just like a large plush toy, let Sandra play without saying a word .
Looking at her, Sandra knew that her feathers that should have been cleaned long ago would be discovered by Daphne. Sanhua must be the credit of Sanhua, but she couldn't do anything to this ancestor, so she could only pinch the cat's paws angrily. Until Sanhua slapped her hand away in annoyance and jumped off her body, she felt a little relieved that she had succeeded in revenge, but couldn't help worrying that she had obviously thrown the feather behind the pet shop. How did these ancestors dig out of the pet store to dig through the trash cans? ? ? ?
If it's just for fun, isn't it too hard? ? ?
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