『 Another long day was in store for Aiko, but that was just how she liked it. The lab was her happy place…like 90 percent of the time. Everything was just right there. Well, except for when it wasn’t and that rarely happened at SFIT.
During experimental phases, the chemist would make several trips back and forth from the supply closet. All the while, she would have her music blasting because it helped pass the time while doing such a mundane task.
On her ‘journey’ to the stock room, however, she bumped into someone. (This wasn’t too uncommon, but this someone was). “WHOOPS! SORRY ABOUT THAT!” she practically screamed over her blaring music as she wobbled around to regain balance. But as she looked down to see who it was she bumped into, her eyes grew wide. Instead of a student, a small child sat on the ground.
“OH MY GOSH, YOU’RE SO CUTE!” While gushing, she took out her earbuds and kneeled down to get a better look while resisting the temptation to snap a picture of the adorable adolescent. “What are you doing out here, niño? Are you lost?” Now that the music wasn’t blasting, the volume of her voice wasn’t frightening. 』
At first her voice was so loud, and Tarzan had gotten used to the yelling meaning trouble, so the child slinks back, away, frightened..submissive to the much taller stranger.
But then her voice softened, and the child looked over his shoulder to check if the others had followed him. It wouldn’t be long, right? Before the scary men came looking for him, to put him back in that big room all by himself. Tarzan wanted to find somewhere to hide..and since the girl appeared so kind, maybe she could help him.
Carefully and slowly, he approaches her, because she’s got something about her that reminds him of his family.
Maybe it’s simply her cheerfulness, or how happy she seems. It’s friendliness, and he’s drawn to that comfort like any other child would be. Soft curious sounds come from the ape-child akin to the animals he had been raised by. Tarzan still doesn’t understand a lot of words, a few basics but not enough to even hold a conversation.
And so instead of replying to her question, his attention goes to the strange things she’s removed from her ears. He can hear noise coming from them, but has never seen anything like them before.
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