In the hallway, Shilo slowly followed Agent Myers, her eyes narrowed and her claws out. In case he decided to pull her ears or tails like Manning had. Shilo could smell that Myers wasn't bad. But she didn't wanna let her guard down. She knew that curiosity could get the better of people, and make them do mean things.
As the Myers led her forward, they walked past guards and other workers. They all looked at Sophie with raised brows, or skirted around her with fear in their eyes. They would gap at her ears and tail, only stopping when she made eye contact with them. Ears lowered to her skull, Shilo ran up closer to agent Myers, attempting to ignored their stares.
Eventually, after turning down two to three hallways, Agent Myers led Shilo into a room. "This is your room now, little girl." Agent Myers motioned her in with a wave of his hand. Tail swishing back and forth, Shilo stepped past Agent Myers and into her new room. Shilo took a good look around, her eyes sparkling with interest and curiosity.
The room was a perfect size. It was neither too big, nor to small. It was plane, with eggshell white walls, a fullsize bed and mattress with dark blue sheet and covers and four light blue pillows. There was also a wooden desk and dresser next to a small walk in closet, where Shilo found, to her surprise, a few outfits picked out for her. It was the perfect room for a girl her age.
Shilo looked around once more, before sitting down on her bed, tears falling from her eyes. Myers gave her a soft smile, as he got on his knees and used his thumb to wipe away her tears. "I'm sorry. I must look like a baby!" Shilo sniffed, wiping her nose on a Kleenex Myers handed her. Myers laughed softly as he shook his head. "Its OK to cry when your happy, miss." He pat her head, before reaching for her ears. He chuckled as he rubbed them gently, moving his thumb in a circular motion. Shilo hiccuped and purred.
He pulled his hand away and pushed himself off his knees to his feet. He looked around once more, before he turned towards the door. "If you need me, just press the number one on the side of the bed, OK little one." Myers pointed to the small numbers on the side of the beds back board, as he opened the door. "Mr. Myers. My name is Shilo. So please dont call me that." Myers stopped halfway out the door, before turning back to her with a nod. "Shilo it is." With that, he exited the room, leaving Shilo sitting alone on her bed.
As soon as the door to her new room clicked shut, Shilo found herself smiling brightly, as she let herself pat the bed beneath her. It was soft. Shilo felt happiness wash over her. She had never had a place to call home. No room to claim as her own. No place she could go to rest herself after long days. Shilo had a home and a room.
Shilo smiled, as she spread her arms out and let her back crash onto the bed, her head on the a soft smile on her face, stared up at the ceiling. Her eyes began to droop, as a slight exhaustion began to over-take her. Shilo fought against it. She'd slept for twelve hours. She didnt need to sleep just yet.
Shilo let out a content sigh, as she went to turn on her side. She stopped when she heard her door opened then close. Not turning over, Shilo smiled as she caught the scent of her visitor. "That damn Myers! Now he's gone an made Liz mad at me! Damn Boy Scout!" Shilo smile widened, as she turned over, finding Hellboy standing near her door.
Shilo sat up and gave a small giggle as she spotted the pout Hellboy was sporting. He looked like a child who had gotten his cany privlages taken away. He had his hands in his coat pocket, his shoulders slumped as he leaned against the door, staring at her dresser with a spaced look.
Shilo pushed back her giggles, as she got on her hands and knees, crawling to the edge of the bed, and placing her right hand on his left shoulder. Slightly statled, he turned and looked her in the eye. "Don't worry, Mr. Hellboy. Liz is nice. She just needs some time to cool down. She'll forgive you." She patted his shoulder, a smile on her face. "I would."
Hellboy stared at Shilo for a minute or two, before a smile and chuckle was pulled from him. "Thanks, kid." He pat her shoulder, before a calm quietness came between the two. Pushing her shoulder-length chocolate brown locks out of her face, Shilo pushed herself off her new bed, and walked over to her closet, looking at each of the outfits that had been picked out for her. She sniffed each, her nose wrinkling at the colors; Pink and white.
"I appreciate their efforts. But they could have asked me what color I liked." Shilo mumbled to herself, as she closed her closet door. Hellboy chuckled, as she went to her dresser. Looking in the bottom drawer, Shilo smiled as she found the only pair of clothes she had ever owned before now.
"Shilo?" Shilo turned to Hellboy, who was digging through his inner pockets. Shilo's nose twitched as he produced something round and something that was an odd shape. Her eyes lit up as she realized what they were. A ball of red yarn and a blue rubber mouse.
Hellboy smiled as he held them out for her. "Her ya go, kid. A welcome to yer new home gift from ol' red." Shilo stepped forward, gingerly taking the gifts. She stared down at the gifts, her eyes watering up, as she brought them to her chest. She had never received a gift in her life. Never.
Shilo let tears fall from her emerald eyes, as she placed her gifts on her bed. Hellboy's eyes softened in concern. "Aw, kid. Whats wrong. Did I do-" He was cut off as Shilo threw herself forward, wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him into her small arms for a hug. Hellboy felt her whimper and hiccup against him, as he awkwardly placed his left arm against her back.
"T-thank-you so much, Mr. Hellboy!" Shilo whispered into his chest, tears falling against his black shirted chest. Hellboy looked down at her, before he gave her light squeeze of his arm, smiling.
"Anytime, kid. Anytime."
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