The door opens with enough force to suggest the opener is more accustomed to kicking them down. Into your room walks a sullen, young woman and behind her a equally sullen man. There's a strong resemblance between the two. They must be father and daughter, you decide. Cut the hair and add a couple of amazing sideburns, and she'd probably be a dead ringer.
She stares at you with distaste. "A shapeshifter," she spits.
The older man gives her an encouraging pat/push on the back, propelling her into the room and towards the second bed. "Look at this as training. You got your own mystique training-dummy."
She continues to stare and sniffs pointedly. "He smells funny, Logan."
Logan almost looks proud. "See, you're learning already. All shapeshifter's do. The nose never lies." He leaves, with a "see ya around, kiddo."
The door closes. The girl doesn't take her eyes off you for a second.
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