Cyra V
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Jan 26, 2014
For all of her life, the facility, and mostly, the one room within, was all 'Kit' really knew. Plain white, a dull grey blanket and simplistic bedding in the corner, a tiny side room where she could clean up and relieve herself, and people -- very familiar people to her, by now -- periodically checking in on her. Making sure she was fine, taking their occasional samples, and paying her little mind outside of that. Mostly, she'd just taken it for granted that it was everything she'd ever known, that there was probably little else to anything, so why fuss about it? A simple, if dull, routine, day after day, week after week. She had even, for the sake of 'modesty' -- a concept she didn't fully grasp -- been granted, a simple, loose-fitting dark sweater, and matching skirt that reached just past her knees and afforded her tail enough room to comfortably extend out from beneath it.
Yet, for all the routine, she'd found the scientists, as they came in, get a bit more complacent over time. Mentioning bits of their lives outside, leaving one of their bags behind at one point for her to swipe a tablet without them ever knowing, that even now rested hidden beneath her bedding, where she'd never let them find it. She saw buildings, cities, forests that felt strangely enticing. Most of all, it finally gave her something to occupy her time while the scientists weren't checking on her... up to the point where, finally, she'd huffily refused to give them the dignity of a regular, routine check-up. The cat had finally bared her claws, enough to get people to back off... and for one unlucky person that dared to try and come up with a needle to sedate her, a minor slash across the wrist.
"Get me whoever leads all of you. I'm only gonna talk to them right now. And I mean now," she'd demanded with a slight, definitively feline hiss to her voice, sending the poor scientist running through the halls of the relatively small, out of the way facility that contained the experiment, and everyone related to it, limited in number as they were. All this, for an experiment grown from a test tube, matured over the years into what she was now, and just now she was making some trouble out of absolute nowhere, the man couldn't help but think. He hoped, at least, that the chief scientist could do something about any of this, while the feline herself sat herself in the corner on her bedding and casually slipped out the tablet she'd stolen to fiddle with, not even caring any more if someone came back along while she had it out.
Yet, for all the routine, she'd found the scientists, as they came in, get a bit more complacent over time. Mentioning bits of their lives outside, leaving one of their bags behind at one point for her to swipe a tablet without them ever knowing, that even now rested hidden beneath her bedding, where she'd never let them find it. She saw buildings, cities, forests that felt strangely enticing. Most of all, it finally gave her something to occupy her time while the scientists weren't checking on her... up to the point where, finally, she'd huffily refused to give them the dignity of a regular, routine check-up. The cat had finally bared her claws, enough to get people to back off... and for one unlucky person that dared to try and come up with a needle to sedate her, a minor slash across the wrist.
"Get me whoever leads all of you. I'm only gonna talk to them right now. And I mean now," she'd demanded with a slight, definitively feline hiss to her voice, sending the poor scientist running through the halls of the relatively small, out of the way facility that contained the experiment, and everyone related to it, limited in number as they were. All this, for an experiment grown from a test tube, matured over the years into what she was now, and just now she was making some trouble out of absolute nowhere, the man couldn't help but think. He hoped, at least, that the chief scientist could do something about any of this, while the feline herself sat herself in the corner on her bedding and casually slipped out the tablet she'd stolen to fiddle with, not even caring any more if someone came back along while she had it out.