>>5159233“<span class="mu-i">A-anyways,</span>” Denise mutters ,barely reacting to your apology, “<span class="mu-i">Th-the N.B.B COMPOUND effectively works like its counterpart, but expressly targets BONES.</span>” Instinctively grabbing for a pen in her jumpsuit, the scientist reconsiders when Jun flicks on his baton.
“<span class="mu-i">W-we were going to try to s-swap them when GENERAL HAWKES and his s-stormtroopers weren’t looking, b-but th-that’s when they started experimenting on m-my associates…</span>”
Great, now she’s getting misty-eyed again… Motioning for her to continue, you deftly redirect the conversation back on track–so she was working on it <span class="mu-i">here</span>?
“<span class="mu-i">Y-yes!</span>” Denise nods, sending droplets of sweat and tears raining onto you and Jun, “<span class="mu-i">I f-figured I could be u-useful! Y-you were busy fighting sk-sk-UNDEAD, and you KNOW I’m not much of a fighter…</span>”
She’s right, you nod, giving the jailer a knowing laugh. You’re pretty sure <span class="mu-r">WET TISSUE PAPER’S</span> tougher than Denny here!
“Well her story checks out…” Jun replies, shrugging your remark off with professional ease, “Security footage picked her up leaving your <span class="mu-b">PERSONAL BUNKER</span> several times with some kind of <span class="mu-b">GYM BAG–</span> turns out the only ‘<span class="mu-i">gains</span>’ she was making were from our <span class="mu-b">R&D LABS.</span>”
“<span class="mu-i">I c-can explain!</span>” Denise yelps as you briefly imagine her with muscles. Spooky! “<span class="mu-i">I-I had t-to start from scratch wh-when my lab blew up! S-since I was already here AND still an em-employee, I just b-b-BORROWED a few instruments from the labs that we-weren’t using them! I was going to br-bring them back, honest!</span>”
“<span class="mu-i">SURE</span> you were…” Jun drawls as he glowers at the trembling prisoner. “She had quite the setup when we searched your place, Parble–that laundry room of yours was starting to look like my old Middle School Chem Lab…”
“<span class="mu-i">I-IT was necessary for the w-work I was doing!</span>” Denise squeaks in a defiant tone! “<span class="mu-i">I-It’s not like I w-was making a BAKING SODA VOLCANO!</span>”
“Alright, alright, just statin’ facts…” The guard grumbles, placating the nerd somewhat. “Anyways, she didn’t leave the bunker much aside from that, but when she did she stayed in public areas.”
“<span class="mu-i">Y-yes!</span>” Denise nods emphatically! “<span class="mu-i">I assisted th-the MEDICAL CENTER WORKERS to c-clear my head! M-Medical Science is somewhat of a h-hobby of mine!</span>”
Cripes, she’s worse than <span class="mu-i">ART</span>... Massaging your temples with a disinterested sigh, you give the scientist another up-and-down before giving her a weary huff. So she was working on her project the whole time, huh?
“<span class="mu-i">Yes!</span>” Denise confirms! “<span class="mu-i">I c-can even share my f-findings with GOOD BOY R&D! All above board!</span>” Punctuating her statement with a nervous giggle, Denise runs a shaky hand through her wild hair. “<span class="mu-i">A-all I really did besides that was clean the bunker… a-and practice cooking..</span>”
>CONTD. 