"OK so this is your room. It's small I know (2.5 x 2.5 metres), but it had to be wedged in here, just so I could have test subjects in the lab. Which, is still better than having to get escort guards everyday, when I'm done testing..." Jean is now starting to become a liittle bit worried. "Test subject you say?? Ah shit, that's all I hear about these dayys...Or screams about being 'outstanding' as an PK person.." That tone was blunt 'blegh' at a tedious and boring continued cycle it seems Jean it accustomed to. "Oh, that's a lot of apathy this early in the day. Try not to get too annoyed by the testing though. Company policy or some shit like that. The point is, do the tests so I don't have any extra headaches from my 'bosses' or the weird people they hired to speak for them." Joul coming in with a hefty left hook of sass! Sparking some delight from Jean! But can it revive her spirit?!
"Fiiine. I'll do ya stupid tests...Be aware I might kinda explode." Now Joul has a big ol smirk. "At least buy me dinner first or somethin' before exploding all over me like that~!" Oh fuck, Joul might be actually able to bring Jean back to centre! Orr at the very least: make her able to feel emotions again. Oof, I just got a little cut on my finger from how much edge was in that last sentence. "Well, first thing's first: I need to properly introduce you to Razor!" Confusion strikes Jeans face like a slap. "Wait, what? So this isn't the real 'Razor'? Who is then??" Joul points to a section of the lab that's more or less two glass domes, each side of Jean's room. There's the dog-like spikey creature from befo--OH MAN! SHE'S NOW SOME CUTE GORL??
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"Well fuck, I think I just became a furry." Says an agitated Jean. "DO NOTE TOUCC!" Shouts Razor and Joul in sync. It's nothing short of terrifying actually, despite how adorable Razor's voice sounds. "I was kidding mate, jeez." Jean's eyes lock with Joul's for about 12 seconds, both steel-hard glares telling more to each other than any normal conversation would. "Uh guys? Hello?" Worriedly squeaks Razor, snapping both out of their trance-like state. "Hnnm?" Is Jean's only confused response. "Huh? Did you time that, Razor?" Is Joul's immediate and nonchalant response. "What...??" Is all Jean can say as her head feels loose and body feels weak. "That was ya first test Jean. 12 seconds of maintaining eye contact and soul-reading with me, is nothing short of amazing." She can read souls? Like, a two-way let's look at our souls? That's usually a demon ability though. "I get the odd sense that there's something more going on here...Like, there's someone outside, looking in?" Oh shit can she sense us in any way? "Well, there are a few demons about in here. Some of them just came up here for sandwiches though." The crazy lady scientist says oh so casually. Or was it crazy sexy? Eh, probably both. >;)
Jean collapses. "Yeah lemme get a uhhhh A DAVE, THIS BITCH OUT COLD! YES! It WAS because of the glare thing test!" Jean is clinging to be 'in the room' enough to hear Joul, hearing the genuine care Joul seems to have for her health. It reminds her of her blissful time with the Langleys. As she does fully lose consciousness, Jean remembers a nice lazy day she had with her then new sisters, Akira & Daichi. Such gentle summer days like that, really are a rarity in England.
