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Post by Deleted on Apr 7, 2018 18:45:19 GMT
Characters: @lightspeed, Open Location: Decepticon Laboratory Content Warnings: Major Violence Plot Summary: Lightspeed is busy testing plague viruses when someone arrives at her lab. Who could it be?
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Post by Deleted on Apr 7, 2018 18:51:36 GMT
The soft tip tap of the pedesteps rounded a corner and continued down the hallway, towards the laboratory. The femme was none other than Lightspeed, a well-known and accomplished Decepticon Scientist and Engineer. Her sandy gold optics set ahead of her, she passed several vehicons on her way, speaking of things she really had no interest in.
Of course, that was typical of their kind, they weren’t the brightest stars in the galaxy. She arrived at the entry doors, which slid open when sensing her movement, and she slipped inside, ready to get to work on her next experiment. Eyeing several of the data monitors, she walked slowly over to check what they read, then gazed down at her test subject. A vehicon who seemed to have shut down since their last trials, who had caused some disturbance that his liege simply couldn’t excuse, so he had sent the vehicon to Lightspeed to make an example of the mech.
“What will it be today…”
She tapped her chin with the tip of her finger, examining her last notes of the cortical psychic patch and the effects it had on the vehicon test subject. She arched her optical arch as the mech came to with a start, screaming and shaking against his bonds, causing her to take a step back and give him another dose of the virus she had injected 24 hours later, curious to see how much more potent it needed to become before it could kill.
"Curious..."
She switched off the device and began to watch as his systems began to go out of whack, his optics onlining and offlining and his chest gyrating off of the table as a seizure began to take hold, and finally, everything was silent. He was dead. She noted the dosage she had measured and marked it down on her data pad, setting it down so she could begin typing and devising an antidote.
Swoosh.
The doors to the outer lab had opened.
"Lightspeed, someone is here to see you." Rang the automated voice overhead.
"Send them in" She replied.
Who could it be?
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