Canas - 001 Ͽ Elasmobranchology

[scholastical]

Who: scholastical and kyudousha
Where: Rita's Lab
Style: First? ^^;
Status: Closed

[After her invitation, Canas hurries over to the coordinates given to him. How could he pass up such an opportunity? So it is not long after when he stands before the door of her lab and knocks.]

Comments

[kyudousha]

[Upon the knocking, she jerks open the door. After making sure that the ghosts haven't wound up anywhere near her doorsteps, she ushers him in.]

Punctual. Not bad.

[scholastical]

[He'll go ahead and look around with sharp interest at this new place.]

Why, anything else would merely be a waste of time that could instead be dedicated to research, wouldn't you say?

[kyudousha]

[Door slightly ajar reveal test tubes hanging at all sorts of new and exciting angles and strangely bubbling liquids. Bits of scattered machinery lay in all shapes and sizes about the lab, and something large and half-unfinished stands in the corner, though it looks as though it's been recently worked on.

A large area has been cleared in the very center of the room at the end of the hall, and a giant black tarp has been spread over the floor. A sand shark lays flat on the tarp, the smell of decaying meat fill the house. She gestures him forward.]

I like the attitude. Now watch where you step, and here's a mask for the smell. [Lo and behold, a mask.] Did you bring your own working tools?

[scholastical]

[Ahhh. *o*

...That more or less describes his thought process at the moment. He takes the mask, puts it on, but shakes his head regretfully.]

Unfortunately, I have not been here long enough to even begin to assemble a working kit for something like this.

[And dissection tools are not something you carry around while marching with an army.]