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Several scientist huddled around the crystal. It was five feet high, two feet wide, glowing a strange purple. The researchers whispered amongst each other in contemplation. They hadn't seen anything like it before. But they were determined to understand this particular SCP.
Izumi slowly walks in with a suit case. He had been training for 2 years and finally made it to an 05 council member today. He then blinks at the crystal, unsure if he should leave as he laughs nervously and rubs the back of his head,"Am I early again?"
"A bit. But on time is late, so your good." one of the main researchers said.
"I can't tell what material it's made out of. It doesn't react to unbearable temperatures. We've tried every minor chemical reaction, we may want to start working with higher priority chemicals" one of the women said.
"I can't tell what material it's made out of. It doesn't react to unbearable temperatures. We've tried every minor chemical reaction, we may want to start working with higher priority chemicals" one of the women said.
Izumi blinks and walks up,"Well maybe I can tell, where'd you get it?" As he asks he places a hand gently on it.
"The depths of the Bermuda Triangle, about ninety miles below the surface. Just sitting there. So far, it's Euclid." She replied, blinking when the crystal began to shake.
"Step back, SCPs are known to go keter" she said, grabbing his hand and pulling him away.
"Step back, SCPs are known to go keter" she said, grabbing his hand and pulling him away.
She shook her head, closing the chamber to the crystal and watching from the glass window as the rock was engulfed with mist. Though when the mist ceased, the crystal was no longer there.
Azusa laid against the stand naked, shivering, his eyes wide. He was on the other side of the stand that faced the wall.
"SCP-M891 has changed it's geometric form, everyone activate their code breakers!" she announced as everyone in the room pressed a button on their wrist watches that helped them resist mind control.
Azusa laid against the stand naked, shivering, his eyes wide. He was on the other side of the stand that faced the wall.
"SCP-M891 has changed it's geometric form, everyone activate their code breakers!" she announced as everyone in the room pressed a button on their wrist watches that helped them resist mind control.
"SCPs are extremely manipulative. NEVER fall for their games. Get a hazmat on" she said as she stepped into a large yellow suit.
Izumi blinks and struggles to put his on. Considering he was shorter then the others, the suit was a little big on him,"What are we gonna do with him?"
She bit her lip, "We need someone to go in there. We need to determine whether he's keter or safe" she replied.
He blinks, smiling suddenly,"Ill go in!!" This is my chance! He thought, heading towards the door of the room.
Izumi smiles back at her cutely,"Ill be fine, promise." He then heads in, closing the door behind himself before walking towards the guy cautiously,"Good evening sir.. Can you understand me..?"
He held his knees to his chest, blinking, "I-Izumi" he said shakily, extremely cold.
"He's sentient! Label it Euclid!" one of the researchers exclaimed.
"He's sentient! Label it Euclid!" one of the researchers exclaimed.
Izumi blinks, reaching over and grabs a near by blanket, slowly wrapping it around Azusa,"y-you know my name..?"
"To bare my knowledge." he explained, his eyes scanning him closely. His expression never changing.
He blinks,"Like a.. Servant?" As he asks, he glances back at the other researchers in confusion.
The researches ogled the conversation like it was a giant basket of candy to a five year old. He shook his head very slowly, "As an apprentice." he verified as he slowly stood up, wrapping the blanket around his waist, some of the girl researches nearly melting at his perfectly outlined and toned chest. He had only choosen this form in order to connect to Izumi on a more fundemental level.
Izumi blinks at there expressions before looking up at him, standing to a little bellow his shoulders before swallowing at his appearance,"w-we should get you dressed first.." He glances back at the researchers,"Can we get him some clothes?"
"No" One of the researchers said, a few heavy armored guards showing up, "SCP-M891 shall be escorted to it's cell by will or by force. None of you shall let any information out concerning this situation! Is that understood?!" the guard barked.
<< Skip to a few months later when Azusa becomes Izumi's body guard? >>
<< Skip to a few months later when Azusa becomes Izumi's body guard? >>

A small group of scientist were crowded around the seraph statue. SCP-7012 appeared to be made of some fort of wood, finely polished and kept in goo condition. The floral scent was present, but it was determined non-toxic, however, the exact flower the smell belonged to was unknown. The scientists were eager to find out what it was capable of - if they could cause it to perform miracles, and control them...
Shiro watched from behind the glass that was provided to watch the statue. Her eyes gleaming with curiosity as she tilted her head. She folded her arms, being one of the only containment specialist who were allowed full knowledge of every and any SCP that was currently being contained.

SCP-7012 began its activity, some scientist began asking each other "Did you hear that?" One beckoned for Shiro to enter, "It appears to be safe, come here, we want your opinion on this." Only a couple of scientist heard the child-like voice giggling, they said it seemed to bounce around, originating from different points in the room.
Shiro blinked, smiling and nodding as she entered the room, pushing her glasses up and ignoring the stares she got from some of the researchers. Most of them were single, which meant that she would often earn a lot of guys asking her out. Like every other girl in the lab. "It's so pretty." she smiled, admiring it from a few feet away.

The scientist who had called her in nodded, "From what we heard, it was given to the bishop of the cathedral when he was appointed the position. There is no known origin of SCP-7012..." He paused, "Do you hear it?" He asked softly. The sound of a giggling child was emanating from the statue.
Shiro nodded, "Yes. Strange..." she whispered softly, gazing at it. She noticed that the giggling couldn't be distinguished as a boy or girls. It was a little disconcerting. But it gave her the idea that it might not have a gender at all.

"What do you think? We have yet to find out what species the wood is or what species of flower the scent is equal to." He said. SCP-7012 began to cause minor levitation of two scientists. The sound of the giggling stopped, and instead, the voice began to pray.
Shiro tilted her head, "Perhaps it's because it isn't a wood known to humans. I don't have a complete opinion at the moment" she replied calmly.

The scientist talking to Shiro began to levitate, as if gravity no longer existed for him. He cried out in fear. The statue began to giggle a bit more loudly. One scientist screamed, her palms were bleeding with stigmata.
Shiro gazed around in slight worry before clearing her voice. Had anyone even attempted to talk to the being? It was obvious that the being was fully aware of what it was doing. She folded her arms, "Now you stop that this instant" she demanded the statue with stern authority.

Suddenly, gravity returned to those who were floating, they fell down hard on their butts and some complained about possible bruising. The bleeding stopped, as did the giggling. The sound of a child whimpering in fear could now be heard. "Wait, it...it's alive?!" One scientist cried out, it responded to Shiro's demand.
Ha! She totally knew it~ There was nothing better than womenly intuition. "Of course it's alive. Do you think a non sentient or sentient being could play tricks on you like that without being alive?" she shook her head in disbelief, "Honestly, the researchers here are far less intelligent than they put themselves out to be." she muttered before clearing her throat, "Will you talk to us? There's no need to cry, we only want to talk, and we aren't angry" she said to the statue.

The wood turned into flesh and feathers. The wings moved back, merging into one and folding up before disappearing. It was only clothed in a velificatio, a loose fitting, billowing garment. It had long, purple hair and purple eyes. It had an androgynous, feminine build, but still appeared male - except for its genitalia. It had a female's genitals. It fell to its knees, eyes wide in shock. Its neck bent, head hanging low with its hair covering its face. "What..." It gasped in the same childlike voice.
Shiro blinked. She must've been cold. Shiro took off her coat, walking forward and wrapping it around her? carefully. She smiled calmly, "Hi... what's your name?" she asked kindly.

It looked at her and spoke in a strange language(view spoiler) . It paused, then said, "You may call me Luka Ambrose. Where am I?" Ze looked around the room, "Who are they? What is this? What is going on!" It cried out, and the lights above them flickered before bursting, showering them in sparks.
She blinked, placing a hand on her shoulder as she avoided the sparks, "Hey, hey, calm down. You are in an SCP Research Facility. My name is Shiori, and these are my colleagues." she said, trying not to be nervous.

"SCP?" Ze asked softly, "Why?" Ze demanded, "Why am I here? I had a mission...a..." Ze stopped, it couldn't remember much, if anything at all. This worried zim. "Please, explain, I'm...scared...and...confused."
She got down on her knees to get on zis level, smiling, "Don't worry, your safe here. No one's going to hurt you." she replied soothingly, brushing some hair out of zis face.

"Where is here? Why am I here?!" Ze shouted, "Stop dodging my questions!" It looked around the room, "This place....this place is...a prison. You...are 'Jailers,' you are going to lock me up in a cell, aren't you?"
She frowned faintly, "We're here to understand you. For many years, the statue, or, perhaps, you have been causing some very unfortanate events..." she murmured quietly.
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