“Why can’t you fix something so simple?” asked the blue-haired beauty to his almost in tears subordinate.
She couldn’t understand them. She wasn’t mad at him, she wasn’t talking aggressively or speaking more loudly than usual. She was certain of it, she had installed cameras and mics everywhere to monitor herself and to send alarms to her smartwatch to tell her of it (To the chagrin of the evil overlord from IT). But even after all her work her subordinates still were like this. She didn’t understand them at all. A simple question would end with her in HR for another complaint from a subordinate, a complaint that never got through since HR couldn’t find faults in her, she didn’t understand why they still took them or processed them. If at the end of the day, her subordinates (Or ex-subordinates by that point) would terminate their complaints and leave the lab.
She even placed formats for transfers to other labs already signed near the complaint box!
If they wanted to leave they could ask for god's sake!
But no, they made a circus out of this each and every time, not that she minded using them as samples when the opportunity arose after these altercations….
” I am not mad, I only want to understand what's wrong” but her subordinate was already on the floor crying a river. *sigh* this will end in another visit to either HR or the site psych. She wasn’t mean, the questionaries said so, both the one with name and the one without name….Even though the second one had names scribbled all over the place for some reason.
She really couldn’t understand them.
She knew for a fact that her direct subordinates thought of her as evil for some reason. Part of the reason she didn’t have a lab (Not a lab anymore at least) where those complaints. And that was the reason lab 1 had 2 head scientists instead of one. Since her Lab (Previously Lab 0) no longer existed they had to work somewhere, and there wasn’t space anymore to accommodate them, so they just shoved them all into Lab 1 and called it a day.
Still….She was concerned for the mental health of her subordinates, it seemed they couldn’t hold their stress well. Maybe she could ask for bits of advice from Lab 2’s Alexander? “ANYTHING BUT THAT!” screamed someone from the other side of the Lab. “Interesting…” It seems they could infer what she was thinking….But then why couldn’t they answer her?
“You should get a mask,” said a black-haired Professor, and the original Lab owner. She couldn’t understand her, but at least she didn’t devolve into a baby while talking.
“Beg your pardon?” asked the blue-haired professor.
“A mask, they have problems talking to your face, so maybe get the face out of the equation?” answered back Professor Eversoul.
Was she that ugly? “I will take it into consideration, but since neither you nor Alexa or Alexanders have a problem with it, I doubt that would solve it,” said Kellet without ever considering the Pig nor the kiosk lady. Since the black-haired professor was acting like this, maybe she didn't go into decontamination at the end? Maybe she was on her way there?
“I don’t think either Alex is normal, to begin with….And I got used to you so I don’t count either” said Eversoul before getting on her way to her office, she could smell flour and mangos in the wake of Eversoul, so she could only sigh about what she was cooking in there…Both figurative and realistic. For now, she had work to do.
“Someone get cleaning duty for….#453, I still have formats for Labs 2, 5 & 7. If he wants to go to labs 3,4 or 6 he will have to wait till the end of the day…And if he wants to come back he will have to write an essay about the problem was, " Kellet said before going into her office. It seems Eversoul forgot to go into decontamination...Again, maybe the site psych hazard should be re-evaluated? Not that they could stop going in there, at least not Eversoul. Should bring this up later on and suggest taking a few of her spots in the site so she could get into psych decontamination, maybe if she brought cake Alexa wouldn't mind it much...
For now, she would have to see if Labs 2 Alexander could get her a new AC or something to get the smell from Eversoul’s office away from her office…He had a way to smuggle things in somehow. She wanted to know his background, but then again. Since he didn’t dig too deep into her background she wanted to keep things cordial. After all, he didn’t ask her if she experimented on herself or not. She would have answered if he asked at the very least, but wouldn’t answer what she did or not to herself though. That was private and a lady must keep a couple of secrets.
For now, she had a couple of neuro paths to trace and she required a new test subject.“Professor Kellet, Number #453 wants to stay. He is willing to subject himself to the new neuro path tracing and is already on the table….” said her always loyal Aide, one of the few who could speak to her without making a mess of herself. She liked it when things went as expected, and a willing test subject was just the thing since the last one didn't fulfill the right quota.
“Have him sign the forms, and inform him that the new path to trace will be particularly painful” said Professor Kellet without even trying to hide the glee in her eyes.
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She was vindictive and crying because you saw something deserved punishment after all, no matter if you were ugly or not (She isn’t) “He is aware and has already signed the forms. We are waiting for your signal to start tracing” Said the aid. A young intern that got into her service with recommendations from Alexanders, a blonde girl with blue eyes, because of course something that came from that man had to have something Yellow on her...
For now “Start the procedure and don’t forget to offer him painkillers, it might reduce the tracing efficiency, but we aren’t brutes” said Kellet without missing a beat and giving a form to her aide.
She didn’t say anything to her, took the form, and left. Kellet could barely hear “Start the procedure. If the subject asks for painkiller give them as needed. We are all professionals” and she could swear that girl was as evil as his former owner. But then again, they were all a little mad at the site. No one sane came here on his own. And those few had already left one way or another. This was in a sense, the birthplace of all the evil in the world. Even though she found that moniker overly dramatic. But then again…That moniker was suggested by Alexander. So of course it had to be dramatic.
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"Subject is starting to show rejection to the procedure, slow the speed of scan saturation and increase the dosage speed on the IV Drip." said the petite assistant of Professor Kellet. She wasn't quite sure why Alexander sent her to Lab 1 instead of keeping her with her sister, but that man was an enigma on a good day. So she didn't mind it that much, and the job was easier on this side. The only problem was dealing with the cult Professor Kellet had around her. How could she, a normal person deal with deal with all these problems caused by a nascent cult dedicated to the cold bitch? She wasn't sure but nothing could be done about that.
How could that woman be so oblivious to the almost crazed looks his subordinates had for her she wasn't sure either "Subject is slowing the IV Drip with his remote control, vitals are dropping" called one of the clerks stopping her musings. And this was the reason she didn't like working with cultists "Be advised Subject if your life is terminated in the middle of work you will ruin all this batch of testing and will send us a few days work backward" She didn't give a single iota of pity to cultists, but she also didn't want to have more work, so when in Rome, appeal to their craziness.
"Miss Jennifer, the subject is beginning to accept the new dosage, vitals are stabilizing." Said the clerk again. For her part, the aide only gave a cursory glance to the man strapped to the table in the middle of an operation room. He was still trashing, he was still crying blood, but his crazed look persisted.
And she was ignoring the state of his pants, and it was not for fecal matter. "*sigh* Don't forget to clean after this is done, and don't let Professor Kellet look at the recordings if possible. I will not explain what part was caused by the tracing experiment and what part was caused by the Subject...Tastes" said the aide before leaving the lesser clerks to mingle and finish the report.
Last time they had the subject go in for extra tracing to find 'The cause' and it was like talking to a wall, that woman got on her nerves, trying to act all innocent with that kind of body? Yeah, sure, act all innocent if you want, she could smell her heritage from a mile away, those kinds of people were all the same in the end, even when she liked to act aloof.
Cultists, how could so many bright minds devolve into cultists? It was easier to deal with this than working for Alexanders, that was for sure. But the mental corruption was no joke here. And the woman in the middle of all of it wasn't aware of her own psychic hazard. At least it was contained in this part of the lab, so she could mingle with more normal persons in the other half of the lab.
Not that they were much better, that place was on its way to turning into a mango orchard if she was reading things right. And while they weren't cultist quite yet, most of the staff was referring to themselves as "Gentlemen". Whatever that meant.
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"So we have another genetic sample traced?" asked Professor Kellet to her aide after receiving a file on her notepad. It showed a full scan of a male body with all the nerve endings and how they worked.
"Yes Professor, no new data was found in this one either. So we are sure that we are going in the right direction" said the aide placing the new information with the others on a holoscreen. It showed different information bodies of multiple samples, she would be happier if only she wasn't aware that most of that information came from her "Coworkers". Males and females were the same on this side of the lab.
Very few weren't under the charm of Professor Kellet "Now we have plenty of subjects but you still want more for some reason you will not tell me, right Jennifer?" asked the Professor.
To which the loyal aide only answered "It's related to why you can't communicate quite right Professor. Of these samples only two are clean in my eyes, one is mine, and the other is yours" said the aide while highlighting two samples. They looked almost the same compared to the others.
"There isn't much difference that wasn't expected there. The same neural paths and the same genetic markers, the genetic ancestors, and origins cause the only differences I can find. But those differences are the same in everyone...Also, you forgot to account for the genetic trace of your old Boss and Alexa in your report" said Professor Kellet while bringing another two information bodies to the holoscreen.
There stood one that would look the same to everyone but to the eyes of the two women, there couldn't be more difference in it.
"Are you sure we can't use the same method that he did? He is cleaner than anyone else" asked the blue-haired woman to the blonde.
For her part, the blonde woman stood her ground "It isn't feasible unless you have his heritage. Or a massive genetic restructure to the test subject bodies. But that would taint the information since we would already know what to expect of the Test" said the aide "Also, I'm 99% sure Alexander knew his tracing would end like this, and that's the reason he volunteered to be the first one" added the aide with a smirk "And the same could be said for Alexa, not that we could get another tracing of her to check how much she has changed since that place turned into a Meadow" and wasn't that the real problem here?
"He did look like he knew it would happen." said Professor Kellet "He brought popcorn and snacks to the following tracings after all" and if that wasn't a nine-meter signal of something going on then what was? In defense of most of the staff, they didn't know the man at those times, besides the gossip of him being ‘A little weird'. Nowadays no one would trust anything he said without confirmation. And if that didn't bring salt to the injury...
" He did tell you to give sedatives and to prepare that IV Drip before putting someone on the table" came to the defense of her old boss the loyal aide.
"Is this loyalty to a former boss?" asked Professor Kellet smiling just enough to be noticeable.
"It's self-preservation, I was still his aide at the time..." acquitted the young aide. It was one of her best memories since at the time she was still innocent to the darker minds of the coworkers of Lab 0 (Now Lab 1). It was part of the reason she didn't mind the transfer here. Had she known the state of this half of the lab she wouldn't have accepted it. She would still end here though. No one could stop that man from getting what he wanted, and he wanted someone to bring him updates on how the project here was going.
She still didn't know why he wanted her to do it. Professor Kellet was sending updates daily. Even if the only information extra she could send was about the social hierarchy and interactions here. And she was sure that those R4 drones of his could do this job too. She suspected he was testing if the experimentation done on her could survive without continued exposure to Lab 2... And to see if she could spread said procedure to anyone else.