Vivian forgot what time it was last she saw the clock. A hypothesis suggested that quite a lot has passed, since her test subject was a deathly pale now compared to his bright red face from before. Luckily, she had thought of stripping to his underwear and stuffing a ball gag in his mouth, erasing possible complications that could occur during the blood extraction. Twirling the mini test tube between her fingers, she noted the slight twinkle of beryl that shone amongst the thick, wine blood. Glancing at the aerotheurgist strapped down on her torture bed, she thought about releasing him. Thought about it, didn't mean she'd do it.
Placing the vial down on a rack, she pressed a button situated near the cut-out door that appeared on the wall. In mere seconds, the entire wall propped up, revealing a large staircase that covered the entire entryway. A noise behind told Vivian that the man was seeing a chance to freedom, confirmed with the gush of colour coming back into his skin. Seeing him wiggle in desperate hope made the researcher chuckle darkly. "You should relax, darling." She stepped forward past the line that marked the boundary between her secret lab and the staircase, and reached for the red swipe machine with her glossy ID card. The man on the bed struggled a lot more, shaking the restraints with panic, his sweat running down every membrane and panting that reverted him into a lowly dog.
'Swipe.'
The remaining light faded from his eyes as the door drew to a close, darkening the entire laboratory with it as well.
"Criminals like you..." spoke Vivian to herself, an echo sounding throughout the hollow and empty space with just a staircase, and began her ascendance towards the exit, "Deserve cruel treatment." The noise of her shoes tapping against the marble stairs echoed with every step - 'Tap... tap... tap...' The vibration of her mind alerted her to check her eyeware - a prototype contact lens that acted like a smartphone. It would be a revolutionary piece of technology once perfected and released, but for now, it was Vivian's everyday gadget, minimising the amount of items to carry place to place. It was a text. From the Guild Leader. Expanding the holographic message with her index finger and thumb, Vivian read the message.
"Ten sharp... hm?" She was already at The Guild, in fact, she'd stay a couple of days straight to experiment, when and where de Silva would let her meddle with suspicious people's lives. It was essential, and yes, practically immoral, but Vivian was already past that 'immoral' stuff. She was a researcher, pursuing the greatest heights of science, technology and magic. If being labelled as 'debauched' would get her there, so be it. Besides that moral ideology, she was a scientist, with human expectations and human decency. A sniff at herself made Vivian almost gag from the reek. "Oh G-, I need a shower." With that train of thought, the doctor heads towards the employees' bathroom.
Only once Vivian deemed herself proper again, she would trade her bloodied lab coat for a new one hidden within her lockers, slip on fresh undergarments, black slacks and a red long sleeve with a V-line so low, it dipped straight down into her valleys. Random women entered, eyeing Vivian with a look of disdain and scorn. Would she care? No. There were other things to worry about than petty thoughts and drama, like the meeting. Checking her message again, Vivian eyed the in-built digital clock in the gadget.
'5:04 PM', it read. "Nutrition and energy is needed to successfully meet my quota of a healthy digestion system. I suppose I should do it, for science." Vivian made a trip to the shared kitchen, ignoring the respectful bows of passing workers and stares of lusty men, waiting for the rest of the members in the foyer with an apple, where she'd wait for the rest of them.
π³ππππππππππ: A power that allows Dr. Rushika to alter the very fabric of an object, tied with her intellect and almost limitless knowledge, Dr. Rushika is a dangerous individual on the field. However, as she doesn't engage in battle a lot, the most it is used for is on her human experiments. It is activated with vocal chain commands, finished with a snap of her fingers.
ππππππππππππ: These are the known restrictions on her magic as an atomist. - Range of approximately 22m radius. - Needs to be within eyesight (including peripheral vision; unknown whether it can activate through a motion display) - Must have fundamental knowledge of an object's compound. - Does not work on sentient beings / abstruse objects, including self (reason is unknown) - Does not work on sub-atomic particles.
[There has been a case record of Dr. Rushika failing to properly comprehend an object, causing a large backlash, resulting in a week coma]
Hidden below her left breast in the middle, it begins underneath and stops just before the high hip. The black birthmark bears a strange resemblance to a phoenix resting (or perhaps, pierced) by a intricate vine. Many say it's a connection to her bloodline, hailing from flags that hold the phoenix, others say that it's symbolic of her peculiar behaviour. It will remain a mystery, for only selective people have seen the birthmark themselves.
π²ππππππππ:
Dr. Rushika is one of the most eccentric women to be encountered within The Guild. She shows signs of carelessness and disinterest with people outside of her team; according to Dr. Rushika herself, her subordinates are 'slaves', therefore must be treated with caution. Despite Guild officials' warnings, Dr. Rushika also shows a bad habit of leaving chaos and mayhem, whether in the laboratory, on the field, even in the HQ. Very passionate about her research on magic and technology - there's evidence of a case where Dr. Rushika beat a guard to near-death after insults were expressed about her... golem (which collapsed in a step). Rumours say that Dr. Rushika tends to visit a specific shop in the city, but those who trail her are soon thrown off.
Despite her oddity, Dr. Rushika is indisputably a genius; as a ruthless tactician on the battlefield or as a persistent scientist in her laboratory, Dr. Rushika is praised as one of the youngest officials working under Salem Adelaide de Silva.
π·ππππππ’:
Not much is known about the ex-heir of the Rushika family, one of the greatest in history. All is known is that she showed up exhausted, bruised and bloody on the doorsteps of the HQ, dragging an equally exhausted, bruised and bloody mother, at the age of 12. Dr. Rushika officially joined The Guild on her 16th birthday, quickly taking the position of 'Captain'. Dr. Rushika herself refuses to answer questions relating to the event, as well as her family residing in San Francisco. There is not a lot of information to give.
πππππππππ:
Below are the transcipts recorded from Dr. Rushika with her personal opinions about specific people.
"She could use a hand, maybe a few." She pulls out several realistic human arms with hands intact. "I need to have a test run on these; in fact, the leader seems the most viable and interesting test subject. I'll be riiiiiight back." With a smile, the doctor runs away.
"Never seen them. Don't care."
"I guess I can tolerate him. Although, not much. Business partners and all that fancy jazz - he helps me and I help him, in a way. Quid quo pro, one could say."
"A nutcase, complete and utter love-crazy fool. Well, I suppose that analysing her behavioural was satisfactory, although mediocre and plain at worst."
"Meh. Could always use a experimental subject, or two. I hope the Guild Leader doesn't mind finding bodies laying around." She gives a sly smile, returning her focus to her member strapped to a bare, metal hospital bed. Note to keep her away from recruits.
"Why should I care about hardheaded adult-children who are well past the emo stage?"
Okay! I think I'm set to go! Obviously, it might be tweaked a little bit because I'm still working on Vivian with @Exit, buuuuuuut, yes. Just give me the word to transfer her over to characters, and I'm all set for tomorrow or the day after's post! :)
π³ππππππππππ: A power that allows Dr. Rushika to alter the very fabric of an object, tied with her intellect and almost limitless knowledge, Dr. Rushika is a dangerous individual on the field. However, as she doesn't engage in battle a lot, the most it is used for is on her human experiments. It is activated with vocal chain commands, finished with a snap of her fingers.
ππππππππππππ: These are the known restrictions on her magic as an atomist. - Range of approximately 22m radius. - Needs to be within eyesight (including peripheral vision; unknown whether it can activate through a motion display) - Must have fundamental knowledge of an object's compound. - Does not work on sentient beings / abstruse objects, including self (reason is unknown) - Does not work on sub-atomic particles.
[There has been a case record of Dr. Rushika failing to properly comprehend an object, causing a large backlash, resulting in a week coma]
Hidden below her left breast in the middle, it begins underneath and stops just before the high hip. The black birthmark bears a strange resemblance to a phoenix resting (or perhaps, pierced) by a intricate vine. Many say it's a connection to her bloodline, hailing from flags that hold the phoenix, others say that it's symbolic of her peculiar behaviour. It will remain a mystery, for only selective people have seen the birthmark themselves.
π²ππππππππ:
Dr. Rushika is one of the most eccentric women to be encountered within The Guild. She shows signs of carelessness and disinterest with people outside of her team; according to Dr. Rushika herself, her subordinates are 'slaves', therefore must be treated with caution. Despite Guild officials' warnings, Dr. Rushika also shows a bad habit of leaving chaos and mayhem, whether in the laboratory, on the field, even in the HQ. Very passionate about her research on magic and technology - there's evidence of a case where Dr. Rushika beat a guard to near-death after insults were expressed about her... golem (which collapsed in a step). Rumours say that Dr. Rushika tends to visit a specific shop in the city, but those who trail her are soon thrown off.
Despite her oddity, Dr. Rushika is indisputably a genius - on the field or in her laboratory, praised as one of the youngest officials working under Salem Adelaide de Silva.
π·ππππππ’:
Not much is known about the ex-heir of the Rushika family, one of the greatest in history. All is known is that she showed up exhausted, bruised and bloody on the doorsteps of the HQ, dragging an equally exhausted, bruised and bloody mother, at the age of 12. Dr. Rushika officially joined The Guild on her 16th birthday, quickly taking the position of 'Captain'. Dr. Rushika herself refuses to answer questions relating to the event, as well as her family residing in San Francisco. There is not a lot of information to give.
πππππππππ:
Below are the transcipts recorded from Dr. Rushika with her personal opinions about specific people.
"She could use a hand, maybe a few." She pulls out several realistic human arms with hands intact. "I need to have a test run on these; in fact, the leader seems the most viable and interesting test subject. I'll be riiiiiight back." With a smile, the doctor runs away.
"Never seen them. Don't care."
"Him? If I had my way, I'd stick him down a..." The doctor continues to mumble questionable things she'd do to the Lieutenant. Make a note to observe interactions with these two individuals.
"A nutcase, complete and utter love-crazy fool. Well, I suppose that analysing her behavioural was satisfactory, although mediocre and plain at worst."
"Meh. Could always use a experimental subject, or two. I hope the Guild Leader doesn't mind finding bodies laying around." She gives a sly smile, returning her focus to her member strapped to a bare, metal hospital bed. Note to keep her away from recruits.
"Why should I care about hardheaded adult-children who are well past the emo stage?"
I'd like to ask something pretty selfish of me - since I'm starting school pretty soon, I'd like to have time to settle back into its absolute hellish and tiring pace.
If, however, the position of captain is important, then I don't mind if I have to give it up. :) Just a heads up.
Okay not really. I'm Exit's other 'friend', and I'd like to ask a few questions mostly about the history of behind the scenes stuff.
Is there any way to know how exactly the powerful families disappeared? What about the powers they mostly wield? (Including the De Silva family) Ethnicity of each family?
Then questions about the forbidden powers; was there certain events or happenings that caused them to be branded as 'forbidden' or do they just decide it's too OP and are like, "Yeah, no."
EDIT: AH! AND I FORGOT ONE MORE QUESTION!!! Since I wanted to make a captain (fight me guys if you want it), I also wanted to ask if it was okay to make my character also the head of a division that deals with research? Or are the captain positions army-related only?
[center]When I see the stars,
I'll count you among them.
And I hope you know,
That I'll join you there.[/center]
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center">When I see the stars,<br>I'll count you among them.<br>And I hope you know, <br>That I'll join you there.</div></div>