Brown hues focused on the door as one hand hovered just slightly above the wooden surface. There was a pause before she leaned in and let her fist rap thrice against the door. This was followed by another pause during which the clone stood silent.
An endeavor of questionable morality, but it had to be done.
When she had first heard that the main test subject had found himself entangled with a woman. She had been compelled to act. It mattered not where it was a friendly relation or something more. It had to be done.
Under current conditions, it was clear what she must do to ensure the correct procedure of the project. Eliminate the unknown variable and keep the project within calculated parameters.
So here she was, prepared to carry out the mission she had been created for. Weapon clutched in one hand awaiting to greet the woman whose only crime had been to interfere with a long defunct experiment.
Any minute now... Her hands hoisted the barrel of the gun and stood waiting. Finger wrapped tight against the trigger, she slowed her breathing. It would be a shot she would not miss.
She was prepared for this. It had to be done. Eliminate. Kill. Continue... Testing.
