–Zot, 12th Floor, Library—
Rhiannon: “that’s hardly Ideal, but…” *her head bows seemingly under the weight of her thoughts and her hair stops floating about as if gravity suddenly applied to it.* “I’ll do it. Anything to keep busy.” *she rights herself in midair and stands herself upright on the ground.* “where do I start?”
–Zot, Photo Room—
Lucy: *complies, but each picture seems to come out worse than the last. It almost seems like Lucy is trying to look like a villain.* “ah, do you usually need this many pictures or is something wrong?”
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Val: … As much as I'm afraid of what's going to happen, I'd rather stay awake and aware of the situation than having to hear of it second hand. I want to be a part of it when the worst case scenario takes place.
Snow: Stop talking like that, dear. There is no worst case scenario if you believe in yourself. Doc, do you want to start now or should I quickly prepare some concoctions to prevent sleep first? I don't suppose you will need them, but I probably will.
- Zot, eighth floor… -
Claire: (Oh, c'mon! … Well fuck.) *out of curiosity, she opens the door and steps in; after her time in Zot, the lab still evidently intimidates her by a considerable deal, however, she forces herself to ignore all the insane devices and experiments and looks around, apparently searching for something* … Ain't lookin' like he's got anything of the like… Eh, I'll just ask him when he's back from where the hell ever he is. He knows this place better than me after all. *she mumbles to herself, stepping out of he lab and closing the door; then she just stands there for a while* (Well hi there, boredom… Can't go to the gardens, and considering my exceptional luck last time and the odds, better avoid the mall as well.) *sigh* (Let's see if AC4 gets any more interesting with the sixth play through.) *thus, she heads back to her quarters*
Doc: *he nods in agreement* a good idea. Your going to need it. start brewing a few. Also can you get all the Vials out? you know, the Pink ones? They're important to the procedure.*he then turns to Val* if you wish to stay awake then, I will let you. Just remember, this won't be like every other time I've healed you. It'll take much longer. All I ask is that you try to remain calm, make no sudden movements, or freak out if I happen to say "oops" or anything along those lines.*he chuckles and smiles at her hoping to ease her some* Don't worry your in good hands.
*in the Library*
SB: Well, let's see… (I have a big list of things that need to be done. but let's start with something I'd have Rob do.) I need several files organized as of late that I haven't had anyone get to them. I need it organized by dates and times the info or events happened. Afterwords, we go on my daily routine check up on everyone and everything. see the new inventions, and so on.
*up at the studio*
Rob: well, one is nice however I like to have more just incase and determine which is best.*scrolls through the photos taken*(…this is Steven all over again…)*he then plugs in his camera to his computer and brings a few of what he felt were the best* Ok Lucy, we have enough.*he then starts to narrow down the choices* By the way, how did you come up with that pose and smile?
*Anita's room*
Rose:*she smiles and hugs him* thank you Pico. that really means a lot to me.*she lets go and adjusts herself* By the way, I know this might seem like an odd question, but has Anita seemed distant towards you?
Val: *closes her eyes and takes a deep breath* Doc, stop trying to console me. Please. It only makes it worse. Just… stop this nightmare. And Snow… The food… *gives him a glare as if he just broke her favourite tea cup*
Snow: *already at work on the concoctions; Doc's vials are long up on a nearby table in a test tube container* I know. By the way, you can start already; this'll still take a good while.
Val: Snow! No caffeine, no fish… *she takes a break to emphasize this point*
Snow: Val, I've told you, most of all fish is-
Val: We've gone over this…! *she resumes her list up* Only regional, non-chopped meat, thoroughly cooked, no eggs, mayonnaise or anything else that contains eggs, no unpasteurized milk, no soft cheese, no deli meat, no imported food, wash all vegetables thoroughly, make sure the meals are all balanced out well, and don't even think about junk food!
Snow: *sighs inaudibly while lighting a burner and setting up a distillery* I know.
- Zot, second floor… -
Claire: *lying on her new bed upside down with her head hanging down from the foot end* Ugh, how can it be that a game with such a gigantic open world can get boring so fucking quickly?! *her eyes wander about the newly furnished room; despite the size still not being very generously measured, it feels a lot less like a temporary barrack and is more personalized; her gaze meets the dresser and the three crippled cigarettes on top of it* (… Wonder who he really is… and what he did to deserve a place in hell.)
–Zot, 13th Floor, Studio–
Lucy: "What pose? This?" *he smiles and holds it again, more malevolently than ever.* "It's just a smile; everyone does it. Didn't your folks teach you how to smile?"
–Zot, 12th Floor, Library–
Rhiannon: "Sounds simple enough. I think I saw them on my way down." *without another word, she flies up through the ceiling and into the office. she wastes no time in getting to work.*
–Station Square, Library–
Rust: *still looking over newspapers* (hmm, it seems this city had a super-hero for a while. it doesn't make sense that he would quit on his own accord. A villain might, but most heroes are driven by the fame or civic duty. most likely possibilities are that he's dead, captured, crippled, or black-mailed.) *he thinks on the possibilities for a while longer* (meh, it's none of my business)
SB:*watches her go off* Well that's all fine and dandy. now to go and check up on our newest recruit.*one poertal later* hey rob what's up?*looks around* Photoshoot for the ID?
Rob: yes. have a look.
SB: *looks through the picures.* Not bad. I like them. I'm concidering the first one* he then turns to Lucy* Hey Lucy, bit of a suggestion here, you might want to tone the smile back some. People might take it the wrong way when trying to get to know you.
*In Anita's room*
Rose: *shakes her head* Not at all. After all she conciders you a good friend and really likes you. I'm sure that you concider her something the same.
*At Snow's place*
Doc:…Well, then,*he then proseeds to laugh and then sighs after a good minute* ah,…Let's get you on that table and make a baby. *after helping Val onto the table and gave her a stress ball. Doc went and grabbed some rubbing alcohol he then maked the area inches between her chest and where her stomach buldges.he applied the liquid to the area and fetched his scalpel and readied his free hand to go inside her. He looked at her with a stern emotionless face and his breathing lessoned he blinks but a few times and readies the point centimeters away from the invisble line on her.* Now this first cut, will hurt some so I advise you get a good fix on someone or something else. Snow, I'm going to need a funnel of sorts later, if you can find me one now that would be great.
Snow: *opens the drawer right in front of where he stands and pulls up a long, rolled funnel along with a pair of scissors; cutting a few feet off, he puts the roll back, brings the leftover to Doc and puts it down on an unoccupied side table* Dunso. *he says in an almost absolutely calm tone of voice before stepping to Val's side and taking her free hand* Don't worry, dear. We are right here. We'll get this done together. *he smiles at her, but doesn't dare to look down at where Doc holds his scalpel; with the first cut, Val takes a sharp breath through her teeth and squeezes the ball and Snow's hand painfully, who doesn't allow his mimic to show the least reaction* You're doing wonderful, Val. Keep breathing.
–Zot, 13th Floor, Studio–
Lucy: "why? Aren't smiles are friendly things? Toning back a smile would be like toning down…eh, the sun…or something." *he thinks about his failed metaphor for a moment with regret and mild confusion before getting back to the subject at hand.* "how would a smile ever be taken the wrong way? Are you implying that I shouldn't want people to like me or that I shouldn't be friendly?" *he looks at SB in consternation and confusion. he seems entirely unaware that his smile or the pictures might be off-putting.*
–Zot, 13th Floor, Office–
Rhiannon: *sorting through loose files on a large table.* (okay, sorting by date seems fairly self explanatory, but subject…) *Sigh* (maybe I should have requested some training or something. long…boring…training… yeah, no. I'll figure this out on my own.) *slowly sorts through the papers, learning the process as she does so.*
SB: Lucy, I love your smile and I think its grand how much passion you pour into it. However, people up here take that kind of smile as if you were up to something, shall we say, negative. Up here people smile something along these lines*does a standard smile for a moment and returns back to its normal expression* I know it doesn't seem much, but sometimes a little can go a long way. Wether or not you'll make use of this advice is up to you.
*at the Lab door*
Mia:*walking by and sees numerous requests and lists of things to be made* oh dear…I best let Pico know.
*Anita's room*
Rose: *she rolls up beside him* I can agree to that, but things always turn out for the better. Who knows what can all happen? *She then looks at his side and notices his phone Vibrates* Um, Pico I believe you have a call.
*Snow's home*
Doc: Thank you. *he then sticks his free hand in her and starts to let it change into many tentacles. His first stop is her stomach as he makes a connection to it allowing nutrients to go from him to Val and then to the child.* Alright, easy part is done. Now for the next step.*slowly his tentacles move around in her sliding across a few organs, making sure not to bother them as he moves slowly and carefully towards the membrane where the patient lies* You might want to get comfy It'll take me a bit before I reach the Chorion and longer still to get into it and begin to operate. So, anyone have any interesting stories to tell?
Pico:hmm?*grabs his cell from his pocket*so i do…excuse me Rose*presses the green button*talk to me…
Mia:hey Pico!
Pico:oh hey Mia whats up?
Mia:you got a few orders to take care of at the lab.
Pico:oh ok be their in a flash love you.
Mia:love you.
Pico:*turns his cell off* thanks for the talk and cookies Rose but i gotta jet cya!*runs out the door*
–Zot, 13th Floor, Studio–
Lucy: *looks hard at SB's demonstrated smile.* "it looks about the same as… wait just a life" *he says, bungling an expression and reaching for the computer mouse. the cursor flails around the screen for a moment before he discovers the scroll option and shifts clumsily through the pictures.* "huh, the are a little different, I guess…. you don't show off quite as many teeth for some reason…ah, my head is angled down. you don't do that…and…" *he examines SB's face again.* "why do you do that thing with your eyes? the crinkle a bit a the edges and looks…weird. what do eyes have to do with a smile?"
Rose: oh alright, bye. *waves as he runs out*
*in front of the lab door*
Mia:*writing something and puts it in an envolpe and puts it in the bottom of the now collected pile of requested forms. She then looks over and sees pico running around the corner* There you are.*kisses him* how's your day been going?
*In the Studio*
SB: oh that, sometimes when the flash goes off the eyes tend to squint. Also, there is an old saying…*he motions his hand*something about them being the windows to the soul. Rob could you please?
Rob:*clicks a button opening a projector in the ceiling he then pulls up several photos of many Zot staff members. Some smiles are rather goofy, others real nice.* As you can see there are slight details and diffrences to each smile making them all diffrent*he points to Zack's photo* some more than others, however they all follow the same expression and geuine intent.
*Snow's place*
Doc:hmm…*his tentacles continues to move through Val as he ponders* Let's see…wow now that I think about it I have a lot of dirty adventures, and a great deal of them would be concidered nightmare fuel…which is nice, but not called for at this moment…*he thinks about it a bit longer* Well, I could tell you about myself, or my first challening patient I had to work on at Zot if your interested.
–Zot, 13th Floor, Studio–
Lucy: *looks through picture after picture, slowly noticing dozens of small differences between his smile and the smiles of everyone else.* "but I do have genuine intents when I smile… maybe, it's just a different way of doing things here at Zot?" *he contorts his face, using unfamiliar muscles to try to mimic what is for others, a genuine smile. the result looks forced, and uncomfortable, but looks far less malevolent. he sighs* "this is tough. I'll figure it out later. it's been somewhat a long day, you know? is there a chance I could just rest somewhere and we could pick this up tomorrow?"
SB, I've sent you a PQ.
SB:…(oh we have a lot of work to do…speaking of I best check on the fileing soon)of course. of course I have a guest room for such occasions *opens a portal* oh and Rob As of right now your on Vaction so-
Rob:*dashes out of the room*
SB: huh, he hasn't run that fast since I told him Doc was in charge doing the physicals last year…oh well*one portal later to the guest room near the office* well here we are I know its not much but it does get the job done. (besides you thinking that this is the barracks will help see how you act alone.)
*the room looks great with much detail and effort put into it several beds, mirriors, bathrooms the works*
Will this do for now?
*Up at the Lab*
Mia: oh, that? that's an experiment from me and can wait to be done last. Anyway let's get to work.
*Snow's place*
Doc: hmm…very well. I guess I'll make something up.*he adjusts himself and clears his throat*
There once was a girl named Annie, who had a ordanary life she did what any child would do, play, learn, behave and so on. She had a small family of her and her mother who deeply loved Annie with all her heart, and would go the distance for her child. One day after a nice day at school she came home to find her mother not there. She wondered all around the home. No one to be found. So, she did what all kids did at the time mess around the home eat cookies, watch TV all without a care in the world. Well, eventally she got a call from a neighbor saying where her mother was.
One trip to the hospital later she found her mother in a bed and not awake. "What was wrong" Annie asked? The doctors told her that her mother was very sick and were doing the best they could to make her better. However, the doctors had not seen this kind of thing before either and were baffled by the stuff in the poor girl's mother. Things looked grim and poor Annie was all alone, wondering what will happen. She was alone at home not knowing what to do. Her mother was all she had and no one could replace that. She pondered as the days went by slowly losing hope.
Then, one day Annie met an interesting fellow on the street. No one knew why, but something drew them close. perhaps it was the sadness in her eyes or perhaps the doctor felt something wrong. Either way he approaced her. He asked the poor child what was wrong? Annie knew not to talk to strangers, however at this point nothing mattered to her. "My mother is sick" Annie replied "and the doctors don't know what to do…" He then looked at poor Annie." Well, I'm a docter" the man said"and I can probally fix you poor mom too." Annie then looked up at him" nice try, but the doctors from everywhere have tried and came up with nothing. Annie began to cry "What makes you diffrent from them?" The doctor then smiled and comforted her"No 2 docors methods are the same. and I assure you mine are diffrent. All I ask is you put faith in me and what I do. now please show me, where is the patient?" Annie led the strange doctor to the hospital.
Later, Annie and the doctor went to the room."Can you really fix her?" she asked the doctor then looked at her."My dear girl, worry not for I have a cure for everything." It took some time and a whole lot of elbow grease as hours felw by, but the doctor kept his promise true and fixed Sweet little Annie's mother up and the 2 were hapily reuniting them. They both thanked the kind doctor for everything he had done as he simply gave them his card if there was any more trouble. Annie hugged her mother and kissed her glad to know that she still has a mom. The 2 then went home, and spent the rest of the night with each other, happy that they were together again. The end.
Well, what did you think? I know it skips and has holes, but not bad for a story off the top of my head wouldn't you agree?
–Zot, 2nd Floor(?), Lucy's Room–
Lucy: *looks around in wonder* "all this?" *he asks with some incredulity.* "this is more than enough." *he says gratefully. without further ado or ceremony, he chooses a spot on the floor near the door, lies down, and gets ready to sleep.*
–Zot, 13th Floor, Office–
Rhiannon: (there, that's those files organized) *she thinks to herself looking over the sorted papers, folders and invoices.* (and… now there's nothing to do. hmm, no telling where Shadowblade is at the moment; time to invent some work.) *with that thought, she begins poking around for the proper places to put the files.* (it's bound to be around here somewhere, and I need to familiarize myself with my workspace anyway.) *she rationalizes to herself as she searches*
–Station Square, Library–
(I may have time out of sync here, this may be hours ahead of everything else)
as the hour draws later, there are steadily fewer patrons and activity slows in the building. eventually, a librarian roaming the shelves at closing time stumbles upon Rust, still working his way through an an enormous stack of newspapers.
Librarian: "Excuse me, sir, but we're closing now." *the woman says matter-of-factly*
Rust: *looks at the librarian, sizing her up.* (hmm, middle age woman, few laugh lines, almost ten minuets before closing time. this is definitely a job for her and not a career. good news for me; she probably doesn't care too much about the rules.) "You needn't bother with me, mame. here's my overnight fee, sorry to be a bother." *He passes her a dozen rings across the table and returns to his newspapers*
Librarian: *looks at the money with some incredulity, than thinks for a moment* "actually sir, I will need a safety deposit for resource materials if you are to be unsupervised with them…"
Rust: *grunts and reluctantly passes over another dozen rings*
Librarian: "Thank you sir, and have yourself a wonderful evening" *she says as she scoops up the money and goes to lock up the place*
Rust: (Corrupt libraries. now I've seen everything.) *he continues to work his way through the Newspapers, memorizing important events and names.*
Doc:…(wait has she heard about this before? Cause only a few people know everything about this story and this is the first time I've told it to them…I think.)Well, to be honest there are some things I had to shorten in my story, but yes one could say that she's healthy and doing well.
*back at Zot in the guest room up near the office*
SB:(definitly a lot of work)…Um, Lucy up here we sleep on the beds not on the floor.
*up at Pico's Lab*
Mia: just start reading it while I get things ready. *smiles as he begins reading and quicky changes into something more fancy*
"Dear Pico, if you got this then you just had to do a lot of work to do and loko like you could use some fun. So, I was thinking how about we have a romantic night out? Just the 2 of us. Dinner, dancing, the works."
With Love,
Mia
Pico:a night out? that sounds great!
Mia:i knew you would love the idea*kisses his cheek*
Pico:*Pico turned around and see Mia wearing a sexy dress causeing him to stare at her for a bit*uh nice dress.
Mia:thank you now put on a suit.
Pico:oh right!*quickly changes into a suit but since he wasnt the best with ties it wasnt on propperly* im gonna show you the best romantic time ever!*smiles goofy*
–Zot, 13th Floor(?), Guest room near office—
Lucy: “Nice try, boss, but I think you have it backward this time.” *Lucy says as rolls over to face SB.* “Beds are for sex, not sleeping.” *he says with complete confidance.* “why else would Brothels have beds? Nobody actually does any sleeping there. Just think about how many metaphors for sex relates directly to a bed or the sheets.”
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