The elevator doors opened to an empty white hallway. And along the hallway white doors lined the walls. She twisted her mouth, pulled it to the side, and took a step out. silence nothing but empty silence. At this time of night most of the scientist working in this level had gone home for the evening. she walked, a little carefree in her expression and attitude, each step a little lively. And why not. She carried something special in the pocket of her borrowed white coat. She hoped to return it later. Maybe for a date...in her left hand she carried her shoes. Yes, her shoes. A pair of plain white nurses' shoes. The floor was cold and yet comfortable. being barefooted made her smile, like a mischievous child getting away of being naughty. It made her yearn for the sensation of soft wet grass underneath her bare feet. Her cheeks blushed, a moment later, the memory of it filled her nose, laid across her tongue. she smirked, damn wolf moon.
She laughed, as her soft hair bounced with each step, her eyes glistened, the urge inched over her like a warm blanket being pulled to her chin. She reached up to the button of her collar and loosened it, then another until a third. The shirt popped open, the white fabric of her bra, with the swells of her breast slipped into view. The open airy feeling across her breast quickened her heart. She closed her eyes, inhaling a ragged breath and slowly as if savoring the experience, she exhaled. The door leading to the room was just ahead, thankfully. A little longer and who knows what might have happened. A little more exposure.
She chuckled, reaching inside the white medical coat pulled out her swipe card, held shoulder high and tapped it against the wall. A small compartment in the wall opened. Inside a small camera like device, microphone, monitor and keypads. She held the card up, small green laser rolled over. she leaned forward, Rvana said her name as laser read her eyes, and with a puff of her breath there was a soft click. She reached down grabbed the doorknob and turned, walked inside and the door closed behind her.
The room she had entered was not her lab. But a smaller room that sat adjacent to it. inside this room sat all the controls for the lab. The room glowed in electric light as Monitors lined one side of the wall. The images of the room, empty except for the vampires behind the glass. A small computer terminal on a small desk, along with a small overhead light. A chair for the desk, and a cot against the other wall.
She walked over, pulled out the bag filled with Mikoto Misaka's blood soaked clothing and sat it on the desk. Opened a drawer and pulled out long sharp scissors. She smiled in electric light. Opened the bag, the pungent odor of blood roll upward, filling the room as if it were trying to escape. But the room was sealed, nothing could get out. no virus, no microbe not even Queens blood. The advanced filtration system beyond any normal air filtration system. She closed her eyes, even in electric light her blushed covered face bloomed.
She noticeable swallowed, her eyes watered and glistened. Straighten out the fabric of the shirt on the desk and with the precision of a skilled tailor, started cutting the blood stained material into tiny strips. When she was done with the shirt. She took what was left, folded it up and walked over to a small metal container with a small window with a lever on the side sitting next to the wall. she stepped on the lever, the lid popped opened and dropped the shirt inside, released the lever and closed the door, pressed a button, looked down through the thick glass as Mikoto Misaka's shirt burned. In less than a minute the shirt was incinerated. She nodded, turned, went back to the desk, pulled out the skirt and repeated the process.
With a job well done smile, she finished, brushed her hands together, gathered up the strips and put them back into the bag. reached for and pressed a small button on the phone sitting to the left of the light, and spoke, can you come here please? A child's voice answered. Yes...
A few moments later, a buzz and Rvana walked over to the wall opposite the door. there was another doork. Reached out, grabbed the doorknob and opened a different door.
She looked down at the two girls in medical pale green gowns, standing just outside the room, with unexpected wide eyes, nostrils flaring taking in the smell as the Queens blood rolled out of the room as if trying to escape a prison. Madeline and Lillian stood like statues, their sense running wild. Their small bodies reacting to its power. Their lower jaws trembled, teeth clicking together, their tiny fingers curled into little fists.
Rvana didn't hesitate. The reached over put her hand on their shoulders and pulled them into the small room. she laughed at her faux pa. but quickly forgave herself as she kneeled in front of the two vampires. Letting the door close behind them.
Look at me...she said, cupping their cheeks. Their faces warm to her touch. small pills of sweat beaded across their foreheads, cheeks, even their arms turned wet to the touch. she could feel their pulses pounding, the veins in their tiny necks bulged. Wrinkling her brow, Rvana blew her breath over their faces, calm down she said softly, Madeline...Lillian...do as I say...she cocked her head, her gaze soften, she blew another softy breath and hummed. That's it ...sounding like a mother, nodding approvingly. better...she stoked their warm faces, rubbed their damp hair, pulled the damp strands out of their faces and slipping them behind their ears. They did their best to calm down, but the lingering smell of a young queen was overwhelming. Rvana stood up walked over to the desk, let me give you something...
A small refrigerator size box sat next to the desk. She pressed the top, a soft click and she opened it with her left hand. Cold fog rolled from within it, flowing out into the floor and faded. She peeked over at Madeline and Lillian barely managing to control the urge that was taking over. Rvana knew, because they had no mistress, and were considered strays. they would do one of two things. First, they would run out of fear. They could be taken and if deemed useless. They would be killed. The second was they would seek out the new queen. hoping to be accepted and would be killed by the alpha protecting the queen.
How about... Rvana said a little dramatic, this... blood pops. She held up two long slender plastic sausage shape bags. Each one filled with a dark red frozen liquid. Your favorite...she slowly waved it around, human blood. Madeline and Lillian's eyes focused on the bait. She grinned, slowly. She said, slowly...again. Seeing them swallowing, eyes following the frozen blood pops. She turned around, bent at the knees almost the two girl's height and held it out for them to take. They both reached out, hands shaking, fingers trembling. They wrapped the hands around the cold blood pop. Rvana took the scissors from the desk. Lilian and Madelina watched as she cut the tops off.
Smiles fluttered across their wide grins, their eyes sparkled and gleamed bringing the treats to their mouths. Madeline opened her mouth, showing her new fangs. Looking every bit, the real vampire. Lillian already had the frozen blood pop between her teeth, plain normal looking teeth. Both enjoying their high grade ceramic replacements.
She let them stand next to the cooler, the dry ice's cold fog helped to cool them down. She was behind them now, with her arms around them, as they stood next to the cooler, sucking on their frozen blood pops, staring into the cold fog filled cooler. Underneath the swirling cloudy layer, ready for the taking. Rvana waited. She looked to the desk, reached over pulled the bag where she had put the blood stained strips, opened it, pulled out two. One for you ...she said, holding it out in front of them.
Madeline still sucking on her frozen blood pop reached out and took it. And one for you... reaching into the bag, pulled out a strip and dangled in front of Lillian. She sucked hard on the frozen blood pop, took the dangling blood stained strip with both hands. She tucked it away underneath her hair behind her ear and tied it. and grabbed her frozen treat.
She squeezed them, put her head between them and whispered. "I want you to take the rest of those, she motioned to the cooler and these, directing their attention to the bag of strips, give each one to them one...ok. she rubbed her head against the side of Madeline's head. she blushed and nodded. And then rubbed her cheek on Lillian's head, please... Lillian nodded, tilted her head against Rvana's head.
She patted Lillian and Madeline on their tiny naked butts. The hospital dressing gowns did little to cover them. of course, if they would have tied them properly…..well enough said. Vampires have a way about them that only vampires understood. she watched them, walking away, little naked butts swaying with the back of the untied hospital gown, the cooler between them and Madeline carrying the bag filled with the blood soaked strips.
Rvana's expression more motherly than scientist. She watched them walking away, shaking her head. her eyes glistening as they turned the corner and disappeared.
She closed her eyes sighed loudly, stepped out of the room, closed the door. she shifted her body to the right, facing the wall, Rvana she said, and the wall silently slid open, revealing the lab. She stepped inside, the door closed behind her. and she was ready.
Edmonds!