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Makena sat down at her desk in the lab and pulled out a needle, taking a sample of her blood. "I feel like a lab rat again," Makena mumbled to herself.
"Uh, Makena, can you help me real quick?" Riri called over. Makena nodded, wiping the blood from her forearm and walking up to the second level where Riri was.
"What's up?"
"Can you pick that up and set it on the table for me?" Riri asked, gesturing to the huge vibranium engine on the floor that she wanted to take apart for her suit.
"Mhm." Makena picked it up effortlessly and set it on the table. "Thanks."
Riri went to grab some pliers but Makena leaned over her and grabbed the wrench. "With Vibranium, you always wanna go for the smaller parts first." Makena explained, using the wrench to unscrew a part.
Riri looked back at her as Makena was practically leaned over her shoulder. Makena placed the wrench in Riri's hand with a smile. Riri blinked, having gotten lost in Makena's beauty. "Oh uhm, thanks." Riri mumbled.
"No problem. Let me know if you need help with anything else. I surprisingly have a lot of experience with stuff like this," Makena said with a warm smile and Riri smiled back.
Unknowingly to them, Shuri was watching the entire interaction with a bit of jealousy. Makena pretended not to notice but she most definitely could see the glare and look of disgust on Shuri's face. She still didn't understand why Shuri was being so jealous. Riri was way too young for Makena anyways. And Makena wasn't even interested in anyone but Shuri.
"I definitely will. Good luck on the testing." Riri said.
Makena nodded and walked back down to the lower level. "Need any help?" Shuri asked as Makena was pulling up her current DNA to what her DNA was a couple years back when she first met Shuri.
"Nah I'm good. Thanks though." Makena pulled a strand of her hair back as she grabbed a surgery knife and cut into her forearm. Shuri frowned slightly, never knowing Makena to turn down her help. Makena looked at the screen and back to her healing arm. It was healing twice as fast as compared to last year.
