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"Isn't this interesting? I've never seen a bio compound quite like this before." Mother gasped while she peered through the microscope. Mother was so pretty; her eyes sky blue, her hair golden like an angel's, and she had the kindest smile imaginable.
The shy, scrawny looking little girl watched her with all the admiration only a child could have. And now she stood on her tippiest toes just to see over the counter to watch Mother examine her work. The counters were for adults she knew, but she worked in the lab too! They need to get me a little lab table. That would be nice. But where would they put it?
She looked around the room. It was lit artificially, casting a bluish glow on the white countertops and floors. Large equipment covered in buttons and dials dictated most of the walls and flooring, but there was just enough room to use the counters. There would be no place to put a little counter for her. The girl grumbled a bit, normally she liked to stand or sit on top of the counter when working. But Mother didn't like it when she did that.
"Who's experiment did you replicate I wonder? This looks very similar to some of my work…" Mother cooed while still looking through the microscope.
Pride swelled in the girl's little chest as she declared "I made that myself!" Mother looked down at her quizzically, but then seemed to remember the girl's tendency to amaze.
Mother's smile was so warm and approving. The girl's heart felt close to bursting knowing that Mother was so happy with her! Mother's smiles made up the whole girl's world. She would do anything, just to see it.
"You must let me take a look at your notes. This is a very advanced technique, I am very proud of you 22." The girl called 22 smiled widely, her dark blue eyes sparkling brightly. Of course she had notes…but why not show Mother how to replicate the process?
That would make her have to stay with her longer! "I…I forgot to take notes. But I can show you instead!"
Mother tsked sadly "I'm sorry 22. I have other things I must tend to."
The torrent of sadness was overwhelming…but she understood. 22 bit her lip to keep from crying in front of Mother "I want to see you again ok? I want to show you the process."
Mother was busy writing down something on her holopad but mumbled "Of course." She was about to turn to leave when she suddenly gave the girl a soft look "And 22, you really should get back to the training grounds. Mendez doesn't like it when his students skip." 22 simply nodded and grumbled again. Satisfied, Mother picked up her notepad.
As Mother turned to leave, 22 called after her "Good bye Mother!"
This caused the woman to stop abruptly and turn "I am not your mother. You are to call me Dr. Halsey." She turned her head from side to side, looking to make sure no one heard her "Try and remember that, 22." She pleaded, her eyes glittering with sorrow.
They glittered brightly…and soon became blinding. A searing heat came off in waves from her gaze, and soon lit the whole room in a blazing inferno.
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Voro' woke from his sleep aching all over.
Rolling onto his side he took in his surroundings. He was in a dimly lit room with black and white checkered flooring. A human room… His suspicions were confirmed when he saw the metallic, primitive devices that accompanied him in the room. A food preparation area at that.
Panic fluttered in his chest when he realized he could not move, but it soon melted away. His restraint appeared to be a bluish, stained blanket that was tangled about his limbs.
After wrestling with the sheets, he sat up and looked towards the double doors that led out. I better see who is in charge here. I haven't heard of this medical facility before. He frowned when he saw that they had stripped him of his armor. Blasted medics. They had better be careful with my armor. Just as he was about to swing off the uncomfortable bed, he stopped.
His blood felt like it had frozen over in an instant, locking him in place. "By the rings…" On the floor next to him lay a demon, clad in brown armor.
It stirred slightly, but did not seem to notice him.
Do my eyes deceive me? Its head is uncovered! It was true. The demon was lying flat on its back, its face completely exposed.
So this is what hides behind the armor? The face was hard and lean, it resembled a human's…but there was a certain…aura…that separated it from the rest of its species. Still, it didn't look so threatening without its helmet.
He didn't feel so vulnerable now. In fact, it looked like he could take it on without his armor. It looked like just another human.
It appeared to be female, well, judging by its hair. Such a strange color. He mused. Its hair was a dark black, that only seemed darker compared to her shockingly white complexion.
Sangheili had no hair on their bodies. I wonder what hair feels like? It looks sort of soft…
His top mandibles flared in disgust. Vermin. They're fur covered, flea infested apes all of them.
Whispering, he spoke to the demon "I can't believe The Covenant are scared of you. You look just like any other human. You bleed, eat, shit, and sleep just as I do. They make you out to be some sort of…of…" Demon.
A small nasally sound coming from the creature on the floor caught his attention. It is just another living being. Look at how defenseless it looks. Its snoring for prophets sake!
A sudden realization hit him. He remembered this particular creature. They had fought to the death at the supply dock. He remembered how they had danced; clashing blades, and exchanging curses. He had thought his blow to its side had surely killed it. It is certainly not dead. Instead of feeling angry though, he felt a little saddened. He didn't want to kill the she-demon while it slept, like some coward…
"But perhaps I should finish what I started, eh Demon?" Voro' stretched a bit to soothe some of his aches and swung his feet over the edge of the table. The blanket fell away, flowing to the floor like a stream of blue liquid, revealing his legs.
"Wha…" Hands shaking, he reached out and stroked the stub that was his left leg. It was covered in newly changed white linen. Dazed, he looked around the room, as if he might find his leg propped against a counter. Where did my leg go?
He thought it was just a bad dream.
Skin sloughing off his bones like metal melting from the heat of plasma.
Pain so terrible it made him cry out like a suckling babe. He thought it was all a dream.
His eyes widened at a rather strange twitching sensation. He still felt it. He could still feel the leg that was not there. But when he looked back down at the bandage, all he saw was a stump just above his left knee joint.
Voro' Tuyokee suddenly felt very tired. It was all just too much.
The hard table top bed suddenly seemed much more appealing, so he lay back down, and curled up in the blankets.
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