Little Lightning

Chapter 21

"Your workshop?" Lyrical hurried after Kalypso.

"Yeah. I should have some spare clothes there for you as well."

"Why don't you have any clothes in your room?" Lyrical questioned. Kalypso glanced back, her brown eyes narrowed with slight frustration at Lyricals many questions.

"Last question, ok? It's because I don't spend much time in my room. It's more a private place for me to sleep if I don't want to sleep in the sleeping area with other people, and I mainly keep things that I'm tinkering with in there. It's more my storage than my room." Kalypso turned sharply and Lyrical almost fell trying to turn so quickly. She walked briskly. Lyrical opened her mouth to ask why, then remembered Kalypso's earlier proclamation that the previous question was the last. Kalypso sighed. "I can sense you want to ask something, Cyrax, so spit it out."

"Whats with the hurry?" Lyrical asked, feeling slightly guilty for having bothered Kalypso.

"We have other stuff to do, some of which includes teaching you how to defend yourself a little better, in case of possible kidnapping and stuff like that."

"Possible kidnapping?!" Kalypso shrugged and walked into a room. Lyrical followed her, nearly forgetting the topic at hand when she walked in.

Kalypso's workshop was huge. The fifteen foot walls were lined with tools, and several larger machines were scattered across the thirty foot long room. Much like Kalypso's room, tables also frequented the area, rags and stools often next to or on the machines.

Kalypso moved to one of the tables, reaching underneath and opening a cabinet that Lyrical hadn't noticed before. "Come on..." She muttered then pulled out a stack of clothing. "Aha!" She took the inventions from Lyricals arms and replaced them with the clothes. "Go change." She pointed to a door in one of the walls. Lyrical went and opened it hesitantly. It was more a closet then anything, but there were some motion sensor lights that turned on as she walked in and a full length mirror.

Pulling off the nightgown, she donned the clothing that Kalypso had lent to her, which consisted of a white t-shirt, some black capris, and a long-sleeved black half jacket with a yellow stripe that ran across the middle that ended at her waist. She pulled on the black combat boots that Lyrical assumed were Kalypso's and laced them quickly. She pulled up her now black and white hair into a half bun on top of her head, several shorter white strands escaping and hanging in her face.

As soon as she had left the closet, she was pulled over to a table.

"Sit." Kalypso commanded. Lyrical obeyed, sitting on a stool at the table, sensing this wasn't the time to ask why. "Try these on." Kalypso handed Lyrical a pair of gloves. They were black, jagged white lines spiking through them. The material was light, and as Lyrical slipped them on, they fit snugly around her hand.

"They fit." Lyrical held up her hands, showing Kalypso. But Kalypso wasn't looking. She was too focused on whatever she was doing with the connected rings she had had Lyrical bring over from her room.

"Good." Kalypso responded without looking up. "Now take them off again." Lyrical complied, though slightly confused. She handed Kalypso the gloves, who took them without thanks and slipped one of the strands of connected rings in them. The attached to the indie of the gloves with a click. Kalypso repeated the process with the other glove. She then handed them back to Lyrical. "Try it on again. See if it's still comfortable." Lyrical pulled the gloves on her hands, then gasped as the cooling metal hit her fingers and a light cooling sensation spread through her hands. "Anything uncomfortable?" Lyrical shook her head, looking at the new gloves.

"What are these for?"

"The gloves? Well, the gloves don't do much except hide the marks from the... experiment. The rings, however, are something I came up with to help with your excess of electrodes. They act as a sort of storage unit for the electronodes, taking away some of the possible effects of the extra amount that you have. They also serve to lower the power you exert when your body feels threatened."