The dolphin
Her things are mostly pack already, but her lab still intact, so many substances and liquids that are still bubbling in its flask, some already saved on its test tube, but everything was put in an impeccable way, not powder out of the mortar, not a single particle of dust, almost as if the place shine by how clean it is even if she was still using it.
- I already got the message
The professor doesn't even need to turn around to know who could be, it was obvious who could be the only one that dare to interrupt her when she was on her lab.
- When I didn't sense anything from here I got worried
Such a motherly side that The StoryTeller only could should in this kind of lonely moments, who could tell such a monstrosity could be so soft for her own creations, maybe it run in the family?
- No need to, I just wanted to have this one done before packing the best for the travel
Not even while talking she stops to look behind, she knows she doesn't need to, there is no danger there, not more than a crack on the Purple Possum on her right anyway, one of the Professor proud projects.
- I'm glad you felt ... comfortable here and I hope the new one is even better
The Professor could not avoid a big sigh throw her mask, yes even if it was for her own security, the idea didn't seem that appealing for the dark blond woman, now having to share her daily space with a punch of clearly stupid creatures.
- Before you conclude that silly though no, you aren't even the only human in there, I bet the other two will be ... a smart challenge for you
Could that even be true? Is not the first time The StoryTeller bring that topic to her, but really a deadly doctor with bad humor and a "resurrected by magic" little forensic doctor could be a mental challenge and not so much of a headache? Sounds more like a stupid story toke from a bad written fan fic rather than her real situation, but she knows she couldn't have a chance on her own, since she was already being search, since the college where she was working discovered her private collection everything went down, and now with what happened those months ago, well maybe 4 years in the actual place, time and space are pretty confusing in that place and she didn't like it one bit.
- You won't be disturbed if you wish and since the lab and your room are connected you only need to get out if you need food or the basement
The Professor knows how hard The StoryTeller is trying to make her like this idea, but she already make her own decision, is about surviving not really the search for anything else, besides that way she could use more "specimens" freely and without many trouble she has before during her research.
- Fine fine, Sukkel, no need to do it like that, I got it I will come with you, just help me pack my specials ones
Without an ask and with a smirk on her face, The StoryTeller get the old gloves and start packing carefully the most powerful and toxic elements the Professor made with so much pride, always home made with the best grade, a couple of bottles of arsenic she always have on the wardrobe, some boxes with mustard gas samples under that huge blanket, the best tablets of cyanide and Strychnine pills she hide on the bathroom, some tubes full of Ricin that were above the stand, the little packs of Sarin that she used to hide inside the gray box, yes she never change her hiding places but you need to know her long enough o know which places are those.
- Some things never change, besides it give me some ... home like feeling
The Professor answered the unasked question of The StoryTeller, even if she made her that way you can't know when any of her creations could surprise her, yes The StoryTeller made them but anything else, most things after that, are made by themselves.
- Stop distracting yourself with self-narration and help me with the last four so we can go
That's right some self-aware came with the freedom she give them and usually fire back her like that, but she just get attach to that after sometime, all of them are, but just some of them use it when the time is right.
- Are you done so you can help? Or rather you keep self-explaining more things for a while you kankerhoer
- No need to insult me you know? Even if is in other language
Mumbling more insults The Professor continue on her effort to end packing safely her other works, the flaks full of VX she always have near her usual work place, some beakers with the arrow poison frog she hide behind the big chemistry class book, not forgetting the safe-deposit box with some polonium inside, and lastly her beloved botulinum toxin she held so pride of.
- I'm guessing, we are finally ready?
- Yes we are and no thanks to you and your continuous explain
- Oh but thanks to that you are here
A mumble trying to quiet the so started words fight, The Professor always has a sharp temper and is always visible her own hate for anything that breaths, especially if that living thing breaths near her.
- Don't start a war you can't win
- And you don't bite the hand that feed you
- Believe me I can bite and pretty hard
- Kinky
The Professor roll her eyes, The StoryTeller is a lot like that red head creation of her, and now The Professor has to live with everything that dam woman created? Guess she will have to endure it and live with it if she want to survive.
- Lets go now Jhoa-
- Don't you even dare to say that name
That is the last part of her past she doesn't need to remember right now, even if it was the name she was raised with, is a name that doesn't belong to her anymore, everything she become is better than that silly little girl from the Netherlands.
- As you wish, Professor Hu-
- That one either, and stop clowning around, you know perfectly who I am
She isn't either that naïve professional with high aspirations of the future and high tolerance of life, no, she become that feared monster who bleed like a human but her knowledge let her be way more than just another college professor, her hands already own the scares that mark her story and she doesn't regret one bite, every last breath she toke from others was for her own pride and she love it, is more than just science, is more than just experimentation, more than just work, is her free pass to knowledge and freedom.
- Its joking but whatever you say Professor Poison
Yes, the freedom of being herself.