Aurora Station

11

After Jean's first attempt at cooking with raw fire using her PK, has a good enough result. Razor, Jean & Joul chow down on the slightly burned food. Joul, also makes notes of Jean's level of control, focus and restraint when cooking the food. A sly behaviour report that upon closer inspection, ends with 'We both know she's not an actual threat, which you're well aware of. She's just powerful enough to make you and your little secret organisation feel insecure.'
- Joul

Fucking OUCH. "Hey, Joul, what's with that big smile on your face?" Without even looking up she replies "Sassing the boss of my boss." Jean stops in her tracks. "Why?? Is that really a smart idea?" Joul chuckles. "Hehe, I'm putting my personal statement on a report. It's something they have to include as it's my 'professional' opinion. I'm telling them straight how petty they're being with you." This causes a spike of intrigue for Jean. "Oh? What's this gotta do with me?" Is said between mouthfuls of shreddies. "It's a behaviour report on you. My P.O is that you're no direct threat, you're just powerful and they know that and they don't like that." Jean pauses for a minute, realising what the situation could become.

"So, what is it? They're scared of me? Greaat. A super powerful secret company, is scared of one girl for having PK, that she can just barely use on command." A smug look spreads across Joul's face. "Yeah, that's the situation. They're insecure because they're so used to being top dog, that anything that remotely challenges that, makes em all jittery." A frown then spreads across Jean's face. "What's with the face muscle workout?" Asks Joul, so casual and indirectly asking why Jean's frowning. "So, it's not the fact that I'm just that strong, it's that they're just super insecure?" "Yep." "That's so fucking dumb." "YEP." "I can move a pebble with an extreme amount of concentration and they view that as a threat?" "Pretty much." Jean munches her shreddies for a bit, while Joul finishes the report and sends it off. But now, she's getting a video call from the CEO.

"Oh fuck all kinds of duck, the CEO's calling mee!" Joul answers and the CEOs video call gets projected onto an oddly smooth wall. 'So that's what that wall was for!' Jean thinks, feeling a slight bit of something akin to closure. "Joul! What's with this report's P.O?! She doesn't have full control of her ESP or PK! How is she not a threat??!" Joul just sits there as a truly menacing air fills the room. This type of ominous feeling...no wonder she wasn't afraid of Austin! Sweat drops begin to form on Jean's head, as Joul speaks. "I gave my professional opinion. She clearly has a good heart & self restraint, which a lot more than I can say for the others. This is also the complete fucking opposite of Evelyn's report. She has the ability to hypnotise people into doing almost whatever she wants, but her official threat is only 50 out of 100. But you want to list Jean as a 70 or more? Why? Did you forgot innate power is more dangerous or something?!?" 

CEO remains silent. Simply nodding to confirm Joul's last question. "Oh my god..you DID forget. Jesus Christ, Steven!" Is all Joul musters through that ocean of disappointment, which is crushingly apparent on both ends of this call, holy shit. But, Joul's not done just yet!? "Evelyn could use her hypnosis, to change behaviour and overall control this facility. Think about that, while remembering the large supply of Psychtanium we have here. And the other artefacts, like a cursed book that brings your nightmares into reality, or the 3D printer, that prints things into existence." The CEOs facial expressions drop into gloom. "You're sure of what you're saying? There's no chance that she's not doing something like this?" A few seconds of silence pass by, before Joul lets out a displeased sigh. "You know Mr. Sonatina? He is repeatedly screaming about how Evelyn, is trying to seduce him, failing, then trying to hypnotise him. The only reason she hasn't succeeded thus far, is because Mr. Sonatina has grown resistance to her hypnosis. I don't think I need to tell you, how he gained a resistance."

The CEO takes off his glasses, wipes them and inches closer to the camera facing him. "I'll be frank with you Joul: there's not much we can do in the face of her ability. She could overrun the whole facility if she thought about it, it's why we've put her threat level so low. Our goal is to give her less of a reason or motive to become hostile. This, sigh, includes letting her think she has free reign because she's a low threat." Some dots begin connecting in Joul's mind, as well as Jean's head too. "However..." The CEO continues. "...the new girl. Miss Langley. We put her as a higher threat, because she could potentially ruin our plan." A jolt of anger goes through the air when Mr. Stevens says this.

"So lemme get this straight. Your whole plan, is to let her do whatever she wants and hopes she doesn't subjugate everyone, huh? She's already trying to force someone to have sex with her, it won't be long until she gets the idea to put everyone under her control, assuming she hasn't already." Jean is just standing there, realising the potential horrors Evelyn could pull. "Just one question, Dr. Joul: Why does Evelyn have the ability to hypnotise people?" Joul pauses for a moment. "Ah." She starts. "That's a simple answer, but you won't believe/like it: Evelyn is a descendant of a vampire clan, that specialised in their hypnotic abilities." The CEO breaks into laughter, out of sheer disbelief. "Vampires?! Fuahaaha! You're kidding! Where did you get that from?!" Joul tries to remedy her anger as it starts to make her pulse start to rocket. "The truthful history books, written by my father." The CEO stops laughing. "Wow. The rumours were true...he really went mad in the end..." Now everyone feels bad for drastically different reasons. 

"...So you wanna keep Evelyn entertained, do ya?! I'll fucking entertain her then!" Joul shuts off the call. She no lets out a big sigh, gets up and goes to her platform and comes out with a big ol' joint lit up. "So like, vampires though? Since when? I need details." A puff of little green later, Joul starts explaining the ancient history of this Earth. About how a mysterious strain of virus, got exposed to a single ancient man, which started a whole species and society, that continued into the 1800s, where the species had to go into hibernation to preserve themselves, from werewolves, that were made by chance because of a Siberian wolf killing and eating a vampire lord, which then infected an explorer sent to find out why a village was suddenly wiped out! All while slightly pebbled.

"Jesus Christ! I had no idea!" Joul has to kinda sit down now. She's all relaxed, then gets an idea or two. "OK Lilith or whatever you name is, I have a VR system that's like sword art online, on steroids while being the hulk." Jean just stares at Joul blankly. "So...any MMORPG ever?? But VR??" Well, now Joul's bursting out laughing til the point that she's drooling. "Ok, ok, fuck ooo, oo. Whew I need a minute." A minutes passes and Joul's already begun setting up a high tech bed, which eerily reminds Jean, of a coffin. "Oh cool, you got me a coffin!" Joul's face just twists into an overhappy mess. "Pfftthhihihi. Noo, it's the half decent VR experience! It just looks like a coffin for the aesthetic..hehe. Now all we need is aesanaesthetic." Jean looks so confused and weirdly delighted at the same time. "An aesthetic pleasing aesthetic to soothe the pain of having no aesthetic?" Well I'll be damned, Jean's brain hasn't imploded / her tongue's not tied up.

"ook, OK, look, get in." It looks almost exactly like the Spongebob meme, except the coffin is super high tech and it's Joul n Razor holdin that badboy open, because Joul can no longer operate heavy machinery. She stoned af. Jean, for some reason, gets into the aforementioned techno-coffin. Maybe she just wants to ride the chaos and see where it leads? 

Well, after a VR headset that looks like a facehugger from Alien drops down, Jean screeches while Joul laugh maniacally. "Oh my fuckinh gawd...! I forgot to warn you about the headset, fuuuck. Worth it." Jean is none too pleased. "JOUL WHEN I GET OUT OF HERE, IMMA END YOUR SHIT!" Joul's reaction to that? Laughing her ass off, til she's crying and banging her hand on the floor, as she tries to stop and catch her breath. Razor, in her humanoid form, has to be the sensible bean that takes care of controls for Jean's VR.

"Is this bastard thing on? Because I swear to god, I will ride that technician's ass into hell if--" "--It did. What the fuck is this, Raz?" "OK, bear with me, you're inside a VR game." "Oh shit, Joul wasn't kidding about this being SAO on 'roids. Hulk 'roids." Character creation now comes up on screen. "Oh fuuuck!" Is all Jean can say, before she can then hear Joul on Razor's mic, laughing so hard, the Joker would have to question it. "I'm going to have to wait for her to calm her calamititties, aren't I?" Razor just bluntly confirms. "Yeap. This might take a few minutes..."

<End of 11! The chapter of this book, not the nosebleed character.>