Snippet #1517570

Lissa had followed quietly and closed her eyes. She was like a cat a stray cat and so dazzled by everything. Her coat had pretty drawings on and she looked more like a student then a scientist. As she watched him enter codes she nodded looking at it amused almost. "You'd think it would take a genious to crack it." she murmered dreamily but she knew that given the right equipment and knowing the right things... Someone could do it. That someone was not her. Not at all. She doubted anyone here was smart enough to crack the security but then again she knew there were odd ways. She grabbed the hand wash and the gloves but wore the mask round her neck and took a chair in a corner putting her feet on a desk watching intently as if it was a reality program.

The subject was young and she pouted a little but didnt protest. His hair was long and she muttered. "Looks like a hippie if you ask me" Under her breath smiling again and her hair in pigtails so she could observe. Mikhail was very bossy and she laughed a little as he took the vial. It was purple. Such a pretty colour for something so ... leathal.... It was odd she thought that because she had no idea what it was she was just assuming because it was Mikhail that it was something sadistic like that. Probbally something to keep the subject under control as things did tend to lash out when given the space. She looked around distracted by the lighting again and then watched a piece of wiring move and jostle about. Her heart started to race and she giggled a little too loudly looking up and realising that the subject now couldn't move. "Paralised" She whispered to herself. None of the other scientists had stood near her as they knew that she had the habit of muttering to herself or daydreaming she looked at the others and saw they were watching intently. She didnt need to she got the picture and she frowned. they're kids... they use DNA from aliens on kids... . even if they were abandoned with no hope, how will this help them.. She closed her eyes and bit her lip. She wouldnt let her personal feelings get in the way of her job. The scanner appeared. It was a good piece of equipment but Lissa's favourite part was the lights. "Ooooh..." Following it carefully she stalked the light with her eyes and looked back up at Mikhail. He scared her a little but she never showed it always putting on a strong face. Strong and friendly.

The next thing to catch the little dreamers eye was the scientist that decided to kick up a fuss. A little groan came from Lissa and she rolled her eyes. She knew that Mikhail wasn't to be questioned. She glared (which she didnt do often) at the one who had spoken out of turn and looked away again at some other piece of equipment. Every nut and bolt intriegied her like a castle made for a princess this lab was made for Mikhail.
When Mikhail drew blood from the other scientist Lissa squirmed uncomfortably putting her hand over her mouth. An odd feeling had clouded her and she looked at Mikhail survying him once and knew that he had had the idea she had believed him to possess.

The other scientist was furious almost paniking she'd say. She wanted to get up and clap and tell the man to blow fire like a dragon but she kept quiet clearly impressed that her boss was so prepared and so calm. It was an admirable factor even if he was purely insane but she wasnt going to question it as it wasn't her place and she would like to sleep safely. The scientist wised up quickly though and retreated while looking increidbly stunned Poor fella she eyed him then turned back to Mikhail looking at his height. I've always wanted an elf friend she giggled again and clamped her hand other her mouth wide eyed in shock. She knew it wasnt professonal to mix her fantasy with the real life but it was diffcult considering how long she'd lived in a made up land. With nowhere else to go she had created it to stay safe and forgotten about reality for years until she joined fate.

The tourtuing of the ... thing began and she shut her eyes covering her ears pulling herself closer to herself withdrawing further and further away into the childlike dream. If Mikhail yelled an order at her she wouldnt of heard. She couldnt hear anything she was just frozen there knowing the end of that story already and flinging herself into the world where Mikhail was a nice little pixie willing to help her find her way. Reality... Had lost Lizzie again as she refused to watch him create his sadistic fun again. Sometimes one wonders why she is so loyal to Fate.