"Please, only an imbecile will blow up something. A true mad
scientist has master science! When I finish here I'll have a smoke
grenade." Dexter replied carefully stirring a pot of chemicals.
Lithar just shook his head at Mira."Who knows the trouble us
crazies would get into in the real world.Oh the disaster."He says
over dramatically before turning to Dexter."What use is a smoke
grenade this place?"
"I don't know any of your names. This is our second time talking.
We are not friends or acquaintances, thus I value my life over
yours as you probably feel the same." Dexter replied.
"Excuse me!" Ritie screeches, her graceful features turning to
anger, an expression she rarely wore. "Drop my equipment
immediately, you furry monkey! It is polite to ask before you touch
and you will RUIN my experiments!" The chemicals and equipment
Dexter is using suddenly disappears into thin air. Ritie's
feathers, that once looked soft and harmless, are now standing
rigid like spikes. "Thank you, Ria."
"No problem, nerd. I am bound to you after all." The weasel drawls,
twisting lazily in midair.
"Quiet ignoramus. You are far from cognizant on what this
laboratory's inherent opulence is. And you have the
stoutheartedness to call me a furry monkey." Dexter replied looking
at Ritie.
"I know he insulted you, but even I was confused other than that."
Echo muttered.
"Basically he said the Ritie is an idiot and doesn't know the worth
of the laboratory."Lithar explained so Echo could understand."I
really need to read something other then a dictionary in my free
time."
"Arina RETIM" Ritie screeches, and the vial she had her tail
curled around earlier starts to melt slowly.
"Tch, Ritie, calm it down. And stop speaking Initra, it hurts my
head." Ria says.
Ritie takes a breath, and her feathers flatten once more. "Touch
anything else and I'll let Ria turn solid so she can rip you
apart." She says calmly to Dexter before glancing at Mira.
"Anything else you want to know, sweetie?"
"Similar. But also very different." Ritie replies, flicking her
tail. Ria suddenly stops looking translucent. "Nothing lethal,
please, Ria. I dont need Red having another talk with me."
Ria stares at her claws for a minute before grinning, the blood
that conastnatly leaks from her mouth seeping between her sharp
fangs. She looks up at Dexter. "I'll g-give y-y-you ten s-s-seconds
to r-run." She growls, her voice oddly distorted.