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Post by Gidget on Jan 5, 2021 19:31:32 GMT -8
She sighed softly.
"Exactly."
She placed her hand on the file again, looking him dead in the eye, and spoke softly. "Drake. Who never listens. And hates being commanded. I command you, with all of my authority and power... To not. Touch. This. Stuff. On. My. Desk."
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Post by Drake on Jan 5, 2021 19:36:44 GMT -8
Drake blinked. Then narrowed his eyes. This bitch.
He would stand up walk straight over to her. Snatch the file out of her hand, turn around sit back on the couch and sift through the files.
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Post by Gidget on Jan 5, 2021 19:51:28 GMT -8
She stuck her tongue out at him and stormed out of the room, locking herself in the bathroom once more.
The first page inside the file was the name of the project - Splice - and a picture of a slightly younger, significantly more unhealthy Gidget. It had information about her, including her real name, birth date, and her family. However, her brother's name was highlighted, and beside it was a serious of numbers. It would seem insignificant, except that his name and Gidget's name were the only ones with numbers beside it.
The following pages were filled with information about the implications of her experimentation, and detailed reports about her surgery. She had willingly agreed to have the chip placed in her head, but it was obvious they weren't planning on stopping there. They wanted to see the effects different types of stress would have on it, and how quickly somebody with her (shockingly high) IQ would be able to unlock the full benefits of it.
She was to be the first genuine cyborg, but what their intentions were after they completed their experimentation were still a mystery.
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Post by Drake on Jan 5, 2021 20:04:57 GMT -8
"I'll be damned..."
He would say as he cycled through the paperwork. He would then toss the file back on her desk.
"Oh Man! I Hope you are happy with how respectful I am about your things, and how I would NEVER go through your things without permission.!"
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Post by Gidget on Jan 5, 2021 20:07:19 GMT -8
"Of coooouuuuuurse, Drake! That is why I am so willing to take my time, here in my bathroom!"
She called through the door, but sighed. It was about time he got it all through his head, what she meant. Sighing, she left the bathroom and came back out, crossing her arms over her chest.
She had no idea what to do, or what to say. She was clenching her jaw and staring down at the ground, feeling... at a loss.
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Post by Drake on Jan 5, 2021 20:17:40 GMT -8
"So, first of all, I would like to say I called it!"
He would say with a wink.
"Second of all. I'll help you find him."
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Post by Gidget on Jan 5, 2021 20:21:04 GMT -8
She cocked a brow at his comment. Called it? Called what?
"Don't you al--"
She stopped, mid-sentence, as the smell of burning coal filled her senses once more. She realized, just a moment too late, exactly what she was about to do... and sighed, softly. She rubbed her arms, right where the surgery had taken place, and continued to stare at the ground, hesitating a moment.
"I'm... sorry, Drake..."
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Post by Drake on Jan 5, 2021 20:27:53 GMT -8
That caught drake off guard...
"Uhm... I... what?"
He was confused.
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Post by Gidget on Jan 5, 2021 20:29:44 GMT -8
She sighed, giving her head a little shake.
"I said I'm sorry, dammit. For... before. And for almost doing it again. I'm a little shit, okay? It's second nature to just... push people away."
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Post by Drake on Jan 5, 2021 20:36:51 GMT -8
Drake paused for a moment as she finished speaking, just thinking about what she said... then he would approach her and place a hand on her head. Ruffling her hair a little.
"I'm a little shit at times too. I also have a bad habit of pushing people away, I guess I can understand where your coming from."
He would sigh and held out a hand.
"How about a truce. We acknowledge that we can deal with each others dumbass selve's and we don't try to push each other out."
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Post by Gidget on Jan 5, 2021 20:40:02 GMT -8
"And understand that if it starts to happen, we'll stick together anyway?"
She hesitated a moment before reaching out to grab his hand, firmly, with her own.
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Post by Drake on Jan 5, 2021 20:57:40 GMT -8
He smiled and nodded.
"Then it's a deal."
He would shake her hand firmly before letting it go.
"Now, let find your brother. Have any leads, or something you would like for me to check up on?"
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Post by Gidget on Jan 5, 2021 21:07:38 GMT -8
She nodded to Drake before moving back to her computer chair, sliding down onto it and turning to look at her computer screen.
"Honestly... That's not what I need your help on, so much. It is what comes after I find him."
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Post by Drake on Jan 5, 2021 21:12:40 GMT -8
Drake would fold his arms and stare at her.
"How do you mean?"
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Post by Gidget on Jan 5, 2021 21:17:30 GMT -8
"I mean... If they've done something to him, or even just taken him hostage... I can probably find him, but I can't DO anything about it. I'm... not strong enough..."
Gidget sighed softly, clicking through a few seemingly random screens.
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