Noon
Medical Research Facility
“D-Doctor, they’re saying guest forty-seven is giving signs of seizure.”
“Seizure?”
“Yes.”
Interesting, but not as interesting as the red on her face when she handed me my mug and I smiled down at her pleasantly. “You turn any more red and I’ll think you’re trying to seduce me with your innocence,” I murmured softly. Her shoulders jolted and I grew bored with teasing her – the reactions were much too predictable unlike my best friend and favourite hunter. “Get out so I can change and tell them to give that guest something. I don’t need him choking on his own spit before I can take notes.” I waved my hand at her as I sipped from my mug; vanilla flavoured vodka touched my tongue and brightened my day. The day before it had been blueberry and before that someone had brought me cherry flavoured. It was nice to get those kinds of surprises first thing in the morning and I’d be a little bit more lenient towards people as long as they were lenient towards my expectations of them. I was preparing for a new shipment of guests and I was hoping that the rooms for them had been cleaned of their old tenants’ stories. It’s best to make them feel as comfortable as possible before bringing about the tests because then they get this sense of comfort and are less likely to pull any tricks when we bring them down. A trick yes, but no one ever said anything about doing it for their benefit at all. I could really care less about making them comfortable but some people still have issues with treating living things like dirt. Strange people and their strange little ideals; so much like the old head honcho who used to work around here. Rest him in whichever patients got his organs. His death was completely coincidental to my being hired.
Just as I’d managed to get dressed I heard an announcement over the intercom that the hunters were coming and I made my way to the front desk to greet them; very much hoping she would be there. Of course… with her comes a battered and abused guest that is completely useless to me until we spend money and time nursing them back to full health. Annoying. I managed to walk into the main section of my lab just as the main doors opened and shut and I stared with disbelief at the bloodied body that was dropped to the floor. “Of course…. Not once can you respect my profession you trigger happy thug!” I snapped at someone and gestured to the body in signal that they should put it somewhere so it wouldn’t continue to run red all over my pristine floor. “Toyo, I always love seeing you but bringing me half dead subjects doesn’t help me at all,” I muttered tiredly as I slipped on my glasses. “One day surprise me by not being a bitch to my work and maybe I’ll use my strings to get you something nice.” I stepped over the blood pool and hoped someone would clean it soon and looked down at the hunter with a smile before kissing the top of her head; for fun. “Now, how’s that baby girl of yours? Still doing good in school?” I wandered off as I asked to find someone to tell me about that seizure patient. I needed to know what was up with that.