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"Hello sir. You missed a call from Alan when you were down in the lab. Oh? Congratulations sir. I'm sure a new breakthrough in nanobiotic technology will be very profitable for you. Testing? I'm sorry to say that I'm not paid enough for that sir. W-what are you doing?! Get away from me! What are you talking about "order" I'm plenty organized!Related content
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βOur animal test subjects havenβt had anything but full recoveries for eight months of testing." I gesture to the waiver. "Just some legalese crap Ackam drew up for us.β
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*she smiles up at you, signing the waiver* "Well, if it helps the company. I'd be happy to help!" *she beams*
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I put the bonus check in her hand, smiling. "I always loved your dedication, Gadot. Nothing urgent this morning?" It's obvious I don't really care, not even waiting for a response. "Let's head down to the labs, then!"
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"No nothing...okay!" *she looks shocked, following you down to the lab*
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The lab is a strange mix of clinical cleanliness and musty, ancient occult artifacts. The test chamber is a room made out of chiseled stone blocks, carved with sigils she can't begin to comprehend.
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*she looks at it all in mystified wonder* This isn't like any lab I've seen...
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"Well, you've been working for us long enough to know that our research isn't exactly mainstream. Have a seat in the chair over there, if you please!" I give her a nudge in that direction, then pick up a yellowing old tome on a folding table.
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*she sits, still looking around in utter awe* What have you got there?
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"The most coherent tome we've been able to find. Now, this should be a simple trial: I just want you to stay seated for as long as you can."
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Uhm...okie dokie! *she gives you a weak smile, not really knowing what's gonna happen*
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"And again, things might look a little intimidating but I promise everything will be fine, alright? Ready? Good!" I open the book and begin making seemingly gestures with my hands, muttering quietly.
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*she remains in her seat, doing the task she was told* "Remind me again, what exactly is this?"
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βOur first human test! We think itβll be more accurate if you donβt know what to expectβblind trials, and all, especially since you'll... probably have an idea of what to expect afterwards. Now, if there's nothing else, this requires concentration."
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"N-no sir..." *she looks down, mildly nervous as she kneads her hands*
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"Hey." I look her in the eye sincerely. "Gal, I promise everything will be fine, alright?" I give her a smile.
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*she looks up at you and weakly smiles* Is it...gonna hurt? It's just hard being the first human to be tested on...
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"Of course not! In fact, our neuromonitors picked up endorphin and dopamine spikes during successful tests, so we actually expect it to feel pretty good."
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"Oh! That sounds good...if it won't hurt then I think I'll be okay...sorry for breaking your concentration...."
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I smile understandingly, then turn my attention back to the book. I begin my mumbling and gestures again, eyes flitting between her and the page.
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*she sits in the chair as she was told to, she boredly looks down at the ground. Her chin in her hands*
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The scientists in the observation chamber titter about with their clipboards. She thinks she begins to see motes of greenish light trailing from my hands, but nothing really seems to be happening...
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*she looks up, much more interested in the light now. She proposes an interesting thought in her head* "Is he doing...magic?"
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I don't seem to hear you, focused as I am, but the light begins to solidify into a visible glyph in the air... Your legs start to feel a little restless.
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*she tries to keep them down, trying to root her legs to the floor* Woah...
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My voice is getting louder, but you can't quite make out the words... There's some kind of whispering, that you think is in your head... Should you stand up?
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*she starts to slowly stand up, before trying to sit down* What's going on...? *she stands up from her seat*
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A voice pops over the loudspeaker: "Everything is in order, subject. Please remain seated." The whispers ebb, at least temporarily, in the face of the loudspeaker.
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But...that's what I'm trying to do! *Gal ushers at the loudspeaker as she sits back down*
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When you look at the sigil again, it looks fully formed and crackling with alien energy. The whispers return with a vengeance, and you suddenly realize you shouldn't have sat back down...
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*she quickly shoots back up with a start* "What the hell is this?!" *she stamps her foot in frustration with her inability to sit*
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No... no, that's not right, you wanted to stand. It makes sense. You should take a few steps, along the pattern traced in the floor. It's such a good idea, you're surprised you didn't think of it before.
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*her frustration instantly ends as she begins to walk along the pattern, very fascinated by it*
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Each slow step along it is strangely satisfying, comforting, like you know you're doing something good. The whispers are still as incomprehensible, but their tone sounds... happy?
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"I don't really know what's happening...but I like it..." *she continues to pad along the pattern dreamily as she grins happily*
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As you continue, you bump into someone... The shock causes the whispers' influence to fade, briefly. You see over you that strange green sigil, floating.
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*she jolts up* "Huh...oh sorry..." *she looks up at the sigil and cocks her head*
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As you look at it, it starts to unravel, and the whispers ebb with it... But they seem content, and that makes you content...
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*she cocks her head* "What's....going on?" *she stares dully and contently at the unraveling sigil*
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I close the book, breathing heavily and looking drained. The last of the whispers fade away, leaving you to bask in a pleasant, if strange and unexpected, afterglow.
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*she's now just smiling happily up at you* That was nice...again?
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I look like I put a lot of exertion into whatever I did. Still, I laugh at your response. "Haha... Told you you'd... hah... like it... But I'll need to rest up for a little while... huuhh... Before I can try that again..."
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*she looks at you with concern* Are you okay sir? You look absolutely exhausted...
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βIβll beβ¦ Iβmβ¦ fine...β And with that, I collapse unceremoniously.
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*she looks mortified as she tries to wake you up* "Sir?! Are you okay?! Somebody call a doctor! He's hurt!"
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My eyes blink open on the ground. "Wha...? Nah, I'll... I'll be fine... Gimme... gimme thirty minutes... Nnn smmm cffee..."
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"Coffee?" *she stands up* "I can do that!" *she dashes off, heels clicking. She returns shortly with a mug of coffee*
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The rest of the personnel have helped me into a chair outside the chamber when you get back. βAhβ¦ Thank you, Gadotβ¦β I take a small, quivering sip. βIβm glad you remember how I like my coffee, because right now I donβt...β I lie back, close my eyes, and smile. βGo talk to the observers, tell them what it was like for you. Keep βem off me for a little bit...β
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"I-I okay sir...please get better..." *she begins to tell the observers how the experience felt to her*
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"I'll be fine... Just let me rest for a while..." I try to call after you. The observers pepper you with questions: "How did it feel?" "Did you realize anything was out of the ordinary as it happened?" "Do you think you could have resisted it if you tried?" On and on and on...
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*she answers them, not entirely understanding what happened herself. She continues talking with them, wanting to know exactly what happened*
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