Mos felt creep out by strange goo. Why it's everywhere. She have on
idea... Mos had a feeling that the strange goo is dangerous for
some reason... She leaves the room.. Mos walks back to room where
the guard brought her in the first place. Maybe she would find
something interesting there.
This room contained rows and rows of filing cabinets. Each cabinet
was labelled with a different name, seemingly in alphabetical
order. These were the names of the cyborgs.
I'm trying to think of a good signature, so... Use your
imagination.
The cabinet wasn't locked. If Mos chose, she could open it and view
the contents. Only three cabinets were locked, and S.T.3.3.L.3 was
one of them. The other two, however, were more confusing. One was
4.T.H.3.N.4, yet there were none of the other original cyborgs
labelled anywhere, then one final locked cabinet; simply labelled
C.
I'm trying to think of a good signature, so... Use your
imagination.
Inside of the cabinet was several neatly organized files, all with
a different number labelling them. Going from 0, all the way to 7.
There was clearly spaces for more files, and an odd package was at
the back of the cabinet.
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imagination.
The '0' file contained several images of Mos, newly-hatched, from
different angles. There was also several paragraphs about plans for
enhancements for her, with prototype drawings of mechanical parts.
I'm trying to think of a good signature, so... Use your
imagination.
Mos read all papers... She smiled. Now Mos understand know she
works . And that was great.. Mos looks at 4.T.H.3.N.4. She don't
have an idea which dragon it belong to. Mos tries to open it, but
it lock... Mos " should I break the it?". Mos put her talons on it
and pulls . Breaking it. Papers flies everywhere
The papers were flung across the room; Images of Athena scattered
everywhere, from her as a happy dragonet, ranging to pictures of
her during her final year in the lab, taken while she was
tranquillized. A box was thrown out of the cabinet, and at Mos'
feet. It was shut tightly, with small scratches and signs of wear
and tear across the surface.
I'm trying to think of a good signature, so... Use your
imagination.
Luke finishes the program of how to fix Crystal and he puts a cord
in an insert spot and uploads the code so he could use his ability.
“There. Done.”
Barry suddenly wakes up. He is feeling something inside of him. Was
it Chrome up to this, did she get him with something? He suddenly
wants to start obeying commands. But from whom he didn’t know.
Creek looked over to Barry, seeing him confused. "Are.... Are
y...you okay?" She asked slowly. She hoped the answer was yes, and
that he just had a bad dream or something.
I'm trying to think of a good signature, so... Use your
imagination.
The box contained something... Disturbing. The box contained what
appeared to be two dull, cracked dragon fangs. Dried blood could be
seen, flaking off of the edges of the teeth. A faded, solidified
liquid was stuck to the tips of the fangs; it burned to the touch,
and stung a bit. It had clearly been dangerous at some point.
I'm trying to think of a good signature, so... Use your
imagination.
Mos throws the box away and walks few steps away from it.. She
didn't excepted to find freaking fangs in the box.. Mos leaves the
room.. She felt sick. Mos is just walking in corridor. Trying to
calm down...
The fangs clattered across the floor, cracking and chipping even
more. They ground to halt, as they feel back into the box, as it
lay open on the ground.
I'm trying to think of a good signature, so... Use your
imagination.