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I met my last husband on the web I don't think you understand how hard it is to find a nice man who doesn't freak out when you tell him that your bottom half is really half spider. Samanthia Ortiz, scientist for MIST

[gamblingwithdice]

Failure by Design//Dice & Sam

[sammilonglegs]

gamblingwithdice:

Dice went through grabbing and touching everything that caught her eye, making sure Samanthia was not far behind. (Samanthia could not be left by herself– what would she do without Dice?) She spotted something else she liked, quickly taking it before realizing someone else held on to it.

Dice looked down at her and she tugged and tugged at the clothes Dice held onto. She stayed unmoving, staring at this woman's’ expression; made Dice curious, it seemed…not happy was it? What was another word for that. Angry? Maybe. Dice got bored of thinking about it, letting go of the garment, allowing the woman to fall to the floor. Dice laughed,  why did she fall like that? 

Dice continued laughing as she walked away, settling down after walking a bit. Her eyes immediately fell on a sweater-no– two sweaters, the only two left. An idea popped into her head before she grabbed them, making a b line straight to Samanthia.

She stopped right in front of her, excitedly holding up the sweaters. Wait, she thought for a moment, Dice had to properly explain this. She stopped hopping around, clearing her throat before slowly, and pointedly, holding a sweater up to her chest, and the other up to Samanthia. This is for me, and this is for you. Without waiting for a response, Dice put one sweater on the nearest surface, taking the other one off the hanger and immediately trying to put it on Samanthia. 

Samanthia followed Dice, trying to straighten up everything in her wake. She couldn’t help her destructive nature, it was in her genes. She, unfortunately, made sure of that. But it was okay. She didn’t mind cleaning up her messes. It just made her feel that much more motherly. 

As she turned. she saw Dice fighting with a mannequin over a shirt it was holding. She was about to intervene but the mannequin fell to the ground and Dice laughed.  “Oh honey.” She sighed, rushing over to the prone dummy. Employees started to look at her and she just quickly and quietly apologized to them. She was going to have to have a little talk with Dice in a moment, but when she turned Dice was holding up two sweaters. For a moment Samanthia was confused at her gestures but then the sweater was shoved over her head. 

“Oh! Dice honey! Give me--!” She tried to snake her way into the sweater and once she was in, she looked down. Dice wanted them to have matching sweaters. Samanthia smiled and tried not to cry. “Oh baby of course! I would love to have a matching sweater with you!” Overcome with motherly love, She pulled Dice into a hug and kissed the side of her head. 

[gamblingwithdice]

Failure by Design//Dice & Sam

[gamblingwithdice]

Dice could only pick out a few words from what Samanthia was saying, but they were good ones, great ones even, like the word nice, and baby. She felt her cheeks get warm, though she couldn’t pin point why, and couldn’t pay enough attention to it to care. Dice nodded vigorously, so vigorously she had to force herself to stop from getting dizzy.

She pointed at the dress, trying to say that she wanted to keep it. Apparently you couldnt just take things for yourself. You had to ask for it. Yeah, that’s right, right? You have to ask for it and then you can take it. Dice couldn’t remember if she ahd to wait for an answer after asking, that was where she found herself at a loss.

She beamed at Samanthia, hr smilew as contagious and that’s one of the many things Dice liked about her. There were a lot of things Dice like about her. Too many to thinka bout ight now she decided. She glanced up and saw something else catch her eye, immediaately making her way over.

[sammilonglegs]

Dice’s smile made Samanthia’s heart warm. She didn’t care what anyone said, Dice was her beautiful little girl. Barnabas could go choke for all she cared. Her daughter came first. 

Right as she was about to help Dice out of her dress, she rushed off to another rack. Samanthia grabbed her original clothes from the dressing room and followed her. They were getting the dress and as long as she didn’t run out of the store with it on, they were fine.  Samanthia gladly took all of the clothes that Dice handed her and draped them over her arm. While this trip was suppose to only be an hour or so, Samanthia was more then willing to spend the whole afternoon out with her picking out and trying on dresses. As long as Dice was happy, she was too. 

[huxleyacademy]

iClone // Barnabas & Sam

[huxleyacademy]

To Barnabas, there was much more to life than just existing and floating along. Every citizen of the world had the chance to change it, had the chance to alter reality and make it their own–but not all of them had that drive. He was part of a group of humans who were more than just that, and because of their differences, they were no longer treated as people. Because of a gene or two ‘misplaced,’ to many, their deaths would be a godsend. Because of this, Barnabas’ drive skyrocketed.

Biology was something that he was not interested in himself, but he needed research on. This whole institution was based on one thing–the betterment of his kind, his people. But, he was usually a peaceful man. If there was not a reason for violence, then there would be none–which is why he had himself focussing on reconnaissance, research, and the shaping of many young minds.

“That will be all, Dr. Ortiz,” Barnabas said softly, with a smile that conveyed his softness towards the scientist. “I believe in you and your fellow colleagues, I know the three of you will not disappoint me.” After all, if they did, the consequences would be rather dire–and he did so love his three scientists, it would be a waste to have to dispose of them.

[sammilonglegs]

Samanthia smiled up at her boss. “You wont be disappointed!” She said. Once he left he left, however, her smile flattened. She turned back to the project summary and read it over and over again, making various notes. 

All of this seems so... amazing. To take DNA and raw materials and just create a person -- no, it wasn’t a person, it was a weapon. Samanthia scoffed. There was always more weapons to be made, more things for destroying rather then creating, but then again, maybe this was why she wasn’t the leader of an organization. 

She wanted nothing more then to create and fix, which is why she went into medicine and biological sciences. She wanted to help, not hurt. She reached for her phone, about to call Juniper and Cory both, but she stopped. Maybe she would keep this to herself a little while longer. Let herself indulge in the fantasy of creating and caring for these clones. 

[huxleyacademy]

iClone // Barnabas & Sam

[huxleyacademy]

Barnabas nodded and smiled at her reaction, watching her closely as she took notes while he spoke. There was more science to the whole project that he really cared for, but he knew his way around the lab and enough to know what was going on. A new world was on the horizon, and Barnabas wanted to usher in the era–they would no longer be second, third, and fourth class citizens. They would be better.

He cleared his throat, “I do hope they are,” he said, already knowing the answer. Samanthia was right–there really was nothing more that his three prized scientists were more interested in than their own biology–and having an opportunity to create new life where there was none before was a chance that no one could really pass on. “but do remember that these are clones, Dr. Ortiz. I don’t want any mistakes made. This is an experiment, and not a child.” His hand gently patted the back of Samanthia’s and he stepped back.

“Contact me when you three begin, and periodically after that if I don’t drop in to see. I want to know immediately of any progress, Doctor.” With that, he turned to leave. But a thought lingered and he paused in the doorway to speak once more, “I’d like for them to look likable and deadly, Dr. Ortiz.”

[sammilonglegs]

There were so many conflicted feelings about the project. Samanthia wanted to go through with it, and she knew Cory and Juniper would want to too, but there was so many things stopping her. Yes, they would be weapons for Barnabas to use, but what if they weren’t? What if they weren’t just mindless soldiers like he wanted them to be. There is more then a high possibility of Samanthia growing attached to them, seeing as how she was going to help make them from scratch. 

Barnabas’ warning rang in her ears. This is an experiment and not a child. She kept repeating that to herself. Maybe if they could make then devoid of emotions, it would be easier to to not get attached. She took a deep breath and tried to convince herself she wouldn’t get attached. 

He turned and gave her a side note. Likable and deadly. They needed to look sweet enough to approach and trust, but deadly enough to strike fear into all those who dare cross them.

“Yes sir!” She scribbled the note down in the file. “Will that be all Mr. Huxley?” she asked. 

[huxleyacademy]

iClone // Barnabas & Sam

[huxleyacademy]

He watched her scan each proposal, keeping his face still and even as she examined the requirements for each. When she paused on the clones, he smirked. All too easily, he could see and feel the excitement radiating from her–”Fairly interesting?” He echoed, changing the statement to a question. “Of course,” Barnabas added, smile a little wider. “Dr. Ortiz, you’re allowed to show your excitement.”

Barnabas took the folder back and handed the desired papers to the good scientist. “We have copies back in my office,” he said, “these clones have to exist and… Function… At a certain level.” With lips pursed, he looked at her expectantly. “They’re meant to be soldiers.”

Having had Samanthia work for his organization for so long, he knew a few things about her. There was a motherly instinct about her, and he knew of her predicament. “I want to lessen our use of Archaya’s assassins–some of them are too young, and could be prime candidates for other research…”

[sammilonglegs]

Once Barnabas said she could show her excite meant, she started to grin from ear to ear. She took the papers and flipped through them again, reading them over and over as Barnabas talked. She took her pencil and started to mark up the page with notes, jotting down the little things Barnabas said so she wouldn’t forget since her mind was running a million miles an hour. She wrote faster than the thought of the words.

When her hand wrote “Soldier” She stopped and stared at it. Sometimes, it was hard for Samanthia not to question Baranbas’ methods. While his intentions were good, she wondered if all these weapons and soldier’s and assassins were necessary. She understood being anger and fighting back against the humans who demonize them but the use of young people for killing and experimentation always sat with her the wrong way. She was never sure if she should say something or if she was just over thinking it all.

She quickly popped her head back up and smiled at him. “Of course, Mr. Huxley. I’ll discuss this with the other two, but I’m sure they will be just as excited as I am!”

[gamblingwithdice]

Failure by Design//Dice & Sam

[gamblingwithdice]

Dice had liked it, they thought it was… Whats the word? Pretty? Yeah, Dice found it was pretty, meaning he liked to look at it. So, it was only natural that they wanted to try it on immediately, but Samanthia quickly put a stop to that, letting Dice pout all the way to the dressing rooms. 

Dice wasn’t particularly a fan of small spaces, but if that’s the way Samanthia said it had to be done then that’s the way Dice would do it. It was odd, there was a door, and a mirror- several mirrors actually, it was very odd. Was one not enough? 

They shook their head before realizing Samanthia couldn’t see them. Right. They raised their hand and shook it. Dice could surely do this by themselves. Surely. Their shirt was off and Dice took a moment before even trying anything on. They looked at themselves in the mirror, pulling and tugging at parts of their skin, their cheeks, their chest, even their arms. 

They snapped their attention back to the dress, only having minimal trouble putting it on. They opened the door and peeked out, making sure Samanthia, ever patient, was still there. If Dice liked it, they were sure Samanthia would too. 

[sammilonglegs]

It wasn’t the first time Dice leaned more towards feminine clothing. Gender, of course Samanthia knew, was a social construct that the clones had no perception of. It wasn’t odd at all for Dice to do this, in fact, it was actually interesting to Samanthia. When the clones were made, they were made with DNA that contained XY chromosomes and to see Dice lean in the way of more feminine things proved that the clones were self aware and more ‘real’ then they had first thought. 

Dice waved their hand over the door and Samanthia smiled. I’m right here baby, get dressed.” She said. She heard some shuffling then the door opened a bit with Dice’s head poking out. “Come on, let me see!” They walked out with the dress on and Samanthia could feel her eyes water. 

”Oh my goodness.” She clutched her chest and looked Dice up and down. “It looks so nice on you baby!” She turned Dice around and made sure the Dress was zipped all the way up and that it fit properly. “Do you like it?” She asked, ready to get them ten more that looked like it. 

[huxleyacademy]

iClone // Barnabas & Sam

[huxleyacademy]

Barnabas chuckled slightly and shook his head at the scientist’s antics. He liked passion in his employees, and Samanthia was nothing if not passionate. “Right,” he began, stepping further towards Dr. Ortiz, being very careful of her many feet. “Here is a file,” Barnabas stated, handing over the manila folder, “I’ve a few proposal for projects–if you and and your team have enough time for them, that is.”

He watched as she flipped through the pages of the file, her eyes growing wider and wider with excitement. “Is there anything that interests you? Of course–any research that you and your team have come up with and that has been approved should take priority. But… There is one certain project that I would like fast-tracked right away.”

[sammilonglegs]

She smiled at the small chuckle that Barnabas made. He was a very handsome man and if he wasn't her employer, she would be flirting with him too much for her own good. But, he was her boss so she didn’t say anything, in fact, she tired not to even think it too much, afraid that he might accidentally pick of Sam Radio at the right moment.

As gracefully as she could, she took the folder from Barnabas and began to flip through the projects. She felt like a little kid on Christmas morning as she looked at the experiments, her eyes lighting up as she flipped though. She stopped on one that had mentioned clones. They weren't exactly clones in the traditional sense. They would be organic begins made out of some inorganic materials and human DNA. As she skimmed and saw that they had to met certain requirements, like having a healing factor close to being indestructible, super strength, super speed, and all of that good stuff. 

Part of Samanthia knew what they would be used for. She knew what Barnabas had in mind for these clones but she couldn't help but see a chance to make life, to actually be a mother to something.  “Actually, this one looks fairly interesting,” She said, trying not to present herself as overexcited and geeky as she really is. 

[gamblingwithdice]

Failure by Design//Dice & Sam

[gamblingwithdice]

Samantia let Dice take the lead an Dice couldn’t be more happy, before walking into any store they make sure to ask if it was okay beforehand. Dice did not want to cause any trouble for Samanthia or give her any headache, that would means he didn’t like them anymore and Dice would hate that. 

Dice, at the beginning was very indecisive of what they wanted, they spent the first half of the time just looking, looking with their hands of course. Why was a zipper there? It didn’t open anything, what the heck was its purpose? Some of these things, clothing didn’t have pockets, but Dice figured they didn’t really need any, considering they didn’t exactly carry anything. Maybe holding treats for Quiggley, Dice bet he would like that. 

After making quite a mess of thing with no care in the world, Dice finally found something worth at least trying on and they were about to,  then and there and Dice began taking of their shirt to do so. 

[sammilonglegs]

Samanthia let Dice have as much freedom as she could, letting them touch all the clothes, opening and closing zippers and pockets all they wanted, letting them take as much time as they needed. Their thought development took longer then the other clones and Samanthia figured that touching and seeing things for themselves made learning a whole lot easier. She tried her best to clean up after them as much as she could as they went a long. 

Finally, Dice found something they liked and began to undress in the middle of the store to try it on. “Oh baby no, you can’t do that here.” She said, smiling with a slight giggle. “There’s a room we go into to do that.” She helped Dice put their shirt back on, took the shirt they wanted to try out and lead them to the dressing rooms. 

There was no line which Samanthia was grateful for since Dice could get a bit fussy waiting. They got a number and a room. “Do you need me to go in there with you?” she asked. The room was small and this was a new environment so she wasn’t sure how Dice would react. She just wanted to make sure everything went smoothly. 

[gamblingwithdice]

Failure by Design//Dice & Sam

Dice had a good- no bad, it was a bad habit, of getting their clothes completely wrecked whenever they went out. That was fine, they thought, having shredded and burned clothes didn’t mean they were being bad did it? Apparently.

So, to Dice’s delight, Samanthia had promised them to take them clothes shopping, so they would at least have some type of wardrobe to go through, instead of just wearing the old same shit. That was nice, Dice thought. Samanthia was so nice and sweet, Dice didn’t think they deserved it.

So there they were, about to leave the laboratory walls Dice called home, on a way to another mall. Dice had frowned at that word, they hadn’t had a good experience the last time they went, but since they were with Samanthia, everything would be okay. Samanthia usually knew what to do to make things better. So with timid posture and longer strides, Dice followed her. 

[sammilonglegs]

One of the downsides to having a bottom half that is spider? No human reproductive system. Samanthia couldn’t have children and she thought she had made peace with it a while ago but has she got older, the thought started to bare down on her, so when Barnabas came to them with the idea of these clones, she saw it as a chance to create life. Sure it wouldn’t be genetically her child, and they were essentially weapons, but she, Cory and Juniper made them with their own hands. They were their children and Samanthia refused to see it any other way. 

Dice, the first, was in need of more specialized attention then the other two. Lucky and Chip had less malfunctions and were generally okay on their own. Dice was prone to anger and was too strong for their own good. They tended to get into more fights and wrecked things. She had been advised to terminate them, but they were her child and all they needed was a little more love. They needed a little “Mommy and Me” time, so Samanthia got her cloaking device and took them shopping. 

For the most part, She let Dice lead. They went in and out of stores looking for whatever Dice wanted to wear. She knew full well that they were intelligent and they could make their own choices to spite what others said. “See anything you like sweetie?” She asked.  

[huxleyacademy]

iClone // Barnabas & Sam

Mist had many projects that were under Barnabas’ eye. He let his scientists, normally, have free-reign over their lab and whatever was done within its walls–but sometimes, Barnabas liked to check up on his three best and brightest. He was partial to hiring those with mutations themselves, especially those who had no true place to hide or could not hide if they wanted to. Barnabas wanted them to embrace themselves, but only on their own terms.

He left his office, boarded the elevator, and tapped his foot while it sank through the building and underground and finally let out his breath once the doors split open. Barnabas adjusted the file under his arm and made his way to the main laboratory.

The automatic doors slid open and he stepped in to find Samanthia, labcoat on, goggles on top of her head, and spidery-body all on display. “Ahem,” Barnabas cleared his throat, unsure of how else to announce his presence in the room. “Dr. Ortiz…” He said, a little louder than before. 

[sammilonglegs]

It wasn’t often that Samanthia was alone in the laboratory. Usually she would have Juniper or Cory at her side and they would be working on a project together. When she was alone in the Laboratory, she would put on the stereo and listen to her music as she worked. Without being too careless, she would dance a little and sing along, so one could imagine her embarrassment when she heard the voice of her boss from behind her. She jumped and her legs almost gave out under her. Turning quickly, she gave a smile.  “Mr. Huxley! I didn’t hear you come in!” She said over the music. Her hands flew behind her and she blindly reached for the remote, turning off the stereo. “What can I do for you sir?” Once her heart stopped racing from the initial scare, the embarrassment started to set in. Suddenly, she was hyper aware of her legs and tried not to fidget too much. 

[notsopuniejunie]

[listens to her, commenting from time to time— they get to one of the organization’s vehicles, dark and large, an SUV, and they get in] Thinking of sinking your teeth into any unsuspecting people tonight? Think you’ll find… [adjusts voice to a slightly-mocking tone] the ooooneeee?

[venomoustemanu]

[was just about to relax after finally getting over her sickness when someone knocks on her door]Who iiiiss iiiiiit? [she calls out, slithering over to the front door.]

[sammilonglegs]

[helps Juniper get settled in the car, drives over to Cory’s and knocks on the door] Open up girly its us! Slitter your butt over here we’re hitting the town! 

[notsopuniejunie]

[smiles as she watches Samanthia, nodding in agreement and twisting and turning her chair so that the back is facing Samanthia] What do you happen to have planned for tonight? [they walk through the various tunnels and hallways of the facility, idly chatting until they finally exit] You’ll drive?

[sammilonglegs]

[Grabs hold on Junipers chair and starts to walk her down the halls] Not sure! It's been a while since we've been out and about. Maybe clubbing? Get down in your chair and show them how it's done! Sure, I'll drive, although it might be difficult with only two legs. Seriously, i just dont know how some people do it! 

[notsopuniejunie]

[dashes off to quarters, though it takes her a little while because her suction cups insist on attaching to everything they come into contact with; gets dressed in something casual— a dark shirt, low-cut, with her favourite underground band; she returns to their common area when ready, the back-track faster as she’s in her chair already, tentacles hidden away securely]

[sammilonglegs]

[Grabs her cloaking device and scurries off to her room. She puts it on and pulls out her human clothes. She tires on a few things and flings the rejects across the room. She finally finds an outfit she likes and runs out of the room, nearly tripping due to the lack of thorax]

Ready Junie dear? The town a-waits!

[notsopuniejunie]

Aw— fuck yeah… [the last part’s whispered, she’s excited and very grateful to Samanthia— she loathes being holed up for too long] I’ll buy you way more than just one drink for that, Sammi. A’ight. Lemme just get… Ready. Put a decent face on.

[sammilonglegs]

Aw, you're too sweet on me. While you do that i'll get my cloaking device and we will be ready for a night on the town! I hope you brought your party hat. 

[notsopuniejunie]

M’counting on you. Godspeed. [nods just once]

[sammilonglegs]

I'll be right back! [Goes over to Barnabas' office. She takes a while as she sweet talks him into a night out. It takes a little be of convincing but Samanthia comes back triumphed]

 Strap on your wheel chair Junie, we are going out tonight! You can buy me a drink to thank me later! 

[notsopuniejunie]

[laughs and sighs in extreme relief] You think Barnabas is that sweet on you? Hell, if you can manage that, yeah, we’re going. One night, that’s all I need, one night. To chill. Unwind— all that good shit. But— you’re pushing my bum ass around, yeah? [smiles]

[sammilonglegs]

[Winks and shakes her butt a little] I think i can charm him enough to let us have one little day off. Sweet talk him a bit. I'm sure he'll come around. Of course I'll push you around girl, always! 

[notsopuniejunie]

No. I’m done. Clock’s hit five, the whistle’s blown, and I’m not bothering— nope. Fuck your biological reactions. I’m tired— Sammi, get up, we’re not staying in this lab anymore, nope.

[sammilonglegs]

I know, i feel you. I'm so sick of the smell of rubber gloves and sterilized stuff. How about go out tonight Junie? Lets have a girls night!