~Myself
I have no idea what to name Terse's group of rebels. If you have any idea, use it in one of your posts.
~Charles
So far Korika was awesome with me. She seemed to like playing with furry too, what a fire cracker, and apparently she wanted to "examine" me. I told her it was fine with me if I got to examine her, and she agreed with a smile on her face. I said bye to the puppies, and we were on the way to her lab right now. Terse said that we would have the next two days to discuss and explore before we decided, so I figure I wouldn't miss anything.
The lab was a bit bloody, but I'd never been made queasy by such things. All it could make me think of was red Jell-O. God Red Jell-O is delicious. But not any of the other flavors, that would be disgusting.
She told me to lay on the table and get my shirt off, I gladly did as told.
She looked over while rifling through a drawer. "Which limb do you like least? I take it you want to keep at least one arm. Who am I kidding, we want to start weak and then go for the de-limber. It wouldn't be scientific otherwise."
"Um... Korika, I think we might not be thinking the same thing here."
"Shh! My examination now, yours later." She drew out a scalpel. "Let's start with this." She put it on my chest and scraped it along. She held a tape recorder to her mouth. "Subjects stomach showing great resistance to sharp cutting tool..." It went into my skin. "Retract former stat..."
"Get away from me, I shoved her away." This is like before when Nyx hit me, I got injured by something so trivial.
She looked like I had kicked a puppy. She finally said something, "You promised me an examination."
"You cut me, you can't cut me! You shouldn't be able to cut me. You're not allowed to do this stupid actual examination examination."
She looked disappointed, but perked right back up again. "F*uck it, it wasn't like you were going to provide any useful information if your body gave out just like that. I could use any old human for that. Maybe I could get that furry one back in my lab anyways. I never did get to give him those ears like I wanted."
She had gone off into her own little world talking to herself, I picked up her scalpel. I looked it over quick to see if there was anything odd about it. I tried dragging it against my chest again, it didn't do anything. Then again, nothing. Again, but this time I got a small scratch.
She peered over to me, breaking out of her own little world. "Oh, I get it, some amateur must have done your modifications. They seem like they're failing. That can be remedied."
I gave a smile while I put my shirt back on. "Really! How?"
She gave off the smile of a demon. "I have a bit of a mixture back here. It should be all you need, maybe even make you a bit better than before. But it'll cost you." She took her hat off and brought her hair down. She took something out of the lining of her hat. "I need a payment, and an ingredient to complete the mixture." She held out two packets in front of me. "The ingredient I need is a bit of that incomplete isonthrope your friend has, and the payment... well I want some personal time with your furry friend. We have unfinished business."
"I don't think I can get either of them to agree to that."
"You don't have to make them agree to it. You just need to get them."
"I don't think I can get me to do that."
"Okay, you can just wither away to a normal person. Weak, open to the disasters of the outer world. Or you could listen to me, get yourself a wall between it and you. I'll just give these to you to decide."
She handed me the packets she had taken from her hat. "If you make them eat or drink this, you should be able to get what I want. They'll never notice, and it won't affect them as long as their awake , but once they fall asleep, nothing will be able to wake them for 8 hours. Just think about it."
She pushed me out of the lab, and I put the packets in my pocket. I started to wander the halls. I wasn't really going to consider doing this to either of them, was I? It's terrible, but I refuse to lose my modifications. It's made me so amazing, I can never stop being the amazing Charles. I tried to find a lone place to think for a bit.
