Y/n pov
I mentally yelled at myself. I had spilled my favourite favor juice on the ground. Not only that, but I had to clean it up. So I did. I went and got a mop to clean it up, I could've remembered that the grounds of the Fatui were freezing cold. So, when the time I got back, it was completely frozen. Oh god, this is going to be the end of me. Instead of staying there, I took another path to my masters workplace.
I took out my only device, a phone and put in my ear-buds. I was a descender, and I had no idea how I go into this world but it wasn't treating me that well. I put on my favourite song on and walked into the office.
Her office/workplace was filled plans for future mechanics and gears. I walked up to where I usually find her but she wasn't there. I took out my ear-buds, tucked it in my pocket as well as my phone and started to look around. I had seen most of these things but 1 particular thing caught my eye. A folder that said my name Y/n.
I started to walk towards it when I here footsteps. I quickly walk away from the folder and act like I was looking for Sandrone. As expected, she stepped in with her mechanism. She proceeded to talk to me "Hello my dear Y/n, how have you been doing?" I nod and continue to answer her questions.
She narrowed her eyes at me and stared at me intensely. She says slyly, "Tell me, my dear, did you look at anything you weren't suppose to?"
As if her voice could make me do anything, I answered ever so obediently "I only saw a folder with my name on it, but I didn't see anything inside"
She nodded and said a simple 'good'.
Time skip
It was the same routine. Go to Sandrone's lab for a check-up. She would put devices on my head, arms and legs and etc. for random tests.
She was aiming for a goal that she could control me I guess. There were a lot of creepy and weird experiments happening in the Fatui.
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