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>D-C45P and K to Observe Sunshine.
The two emotionless women approach the containment cell with a shared deadpan expression. A quick keycard swipe later and the two enter.
The tall feline is busy inspecting its claws.
The two hold out their clipboards, ready to write down their observations.
The anomaly looks up from its claws, giving the most cursory of glances as it notices the employees.
ANOMALY: Tsk, tsk. Didn't they teach that it's rude to not knock before entering someone's room? Just where are your manners?
<span class="mu-r">Employee K's right eye twitches for a brief second.</span>
D-C45P focuses on scribbling down on the clipboard before suddenly stopping.
The mass of flesh hanging off the back of the anomaly swerves into view. A large mouth opens up on it with many white, shiny teeth and another voice, stern and baritone, is heard.
ANOMALY-B: Not even going to answer?
ANOMALY-A: This must the best this place has to offer, I suppose. Diversity hires are frequent, but ultimately necessary in this era which we find ourselves in.
Employee K's face twitches as a small, polite smile forces itself onto her.
D-C45P takes a hesitant step closer to the anomaly to get a better look at it.
D-C45P keeps her stare on the faceless head instead of the one hanging off its back.
The anomaly tilts its main head to the side, giving the offending employee its full attention.
ANOMALY-A: It is quite rude to stare, you know.
D-C45P: My apologies, miss.
ANOMALY-A: Did the other facility not send all of the information gathered they've collected from me already? Needn't repeat this song and dance.
The two share a look before K shakes her head slowly.
ANOMALY-A: Alas. Alack. That even fellow facilities cannot muster the smallest of efforts to properly communicate. Their Supervisor never gave me any time of her day after our previous tete-a-tete.
The anomaly closes its eyes and slowly approaches the two, before sharply turning and sauntering around them, its tail flicking.
A small hint of a smile grows on D-C45P as the anomaly closes in.
The lump of flesh hanging off of the anomaly's back turns to face Employee K. She looks away.
The anomaly's tumor laughs openly at the employee's reaction before retracting to the anomaly's back.
Without warning, the anomaly scampers up to Employee K and playfully swats the clipboard out of hand.
ANOMALY-A: Nya~
It clatters to the ground and falls a few feet away from the anomaly. <span class="mu-b">Employee K's smile grows a bit wider.</span>
K: D-dropped it.
ANOMALY-A: Yes, you did.
ANOMALY-B: I think it's time you take a break.
Employee K bends down to pick up the clipboard. She looks over at D-C45P after picking it up. A shaky thumbs up is given.
The two employees head to the airlock in a calm and ordinary fashion.
The anomaly watches them leave without another comment before curling up into a ball on the floor.
The two deflate the moment they step foot outside of the cell. Their bodies are trembling slightly as K escorts the D-Class away.
