The fact that she has something new coming out so quickly after your reports on the subject is good. If a bit obsessive? Thinking before you speak, you remember the first time you really spoke with Ms. Jousten. She had wanted this chance you have for herself, once. Now, she can’t chase the goal. You figure everyone needs something to chase.
Else they lose sight of where they're going.
But enough of that. Business. “I was hoping you were available for a mission. A short one, don’t worry.”
“Oh really? Well, count me in,” the irish man answers in a chipper fashion. “I was thinking of other ways of testing this ol’ thing out, buuut, work is work, after all. I want to see if this thing is a quarter as good as she says it is.”
You call the elevator back down, and like a icy cold bony hand pulling on your brainstem like a coattail-
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ldRoeuB1Ou8"<span class="mu-g"><span class="mu-i"><span class="mu-s">I refuse to be an accessory to her experiments,</span></span></span>” you recall the venerable Leshy muttering to you. “<span class="mu-g"><span class="mu-i"><span class="mu-s"> I will not supply her with... test subjects.</span></span></span>”
“<span class="mu-i">KILL YOURSELF,</span>” growled the Nalkainen not very long ago in its shabby and broken Finnish, a desperate, starving creature, cursed to derive no joy from anything but sustaining itself off anything it possibly could.
"<span class="mu-i">Slave to desire, slave to the now,</span>” spoke that man you now call your superior the moment he caught eyes on that thing. “<span class="mu-i">Could wait not to dine on our foes - you went out to eat on your own...</span>”
Before the elevator arrived, you had to ask. “Saemus?”
The boy was wiping his face dry of sweat. “Yeah?”
“Is there anything else that might… get out, as the bug did?”
L2 Fahy looks at you with a pained, flat-eyed look. The elevator pinged its arrival, and with a sigh, he put his helmet back on. Disappointed with not getting a proper answer, you got on, and began to have your mind wander.
As you were putting together how to pitch the mission to him, he gets your attention with a cough.
