All along you still believed
Characters Ema Skye, Octavian Hojo
Rating Probably R
Summary Hojo is not happy with Ema that she told Dist about Lucrecia. This does not bode well for Ema.
Location Morgue.
Date/Time August 31, 11:00pm
Status in progress
Ema's first day back in the labs after a month-long break hadn't been a terribly great one, but it was blessed relief after two weeks of recovery from surgery followed by a two-week GeneCo-mandated PR course (If you insist on being publicly linked with Sephiroth, you will learn to behave like a proper representative of GeneCo., the little pink notice had read). Part of her had a feeling that the latter was entirely Captain Curtiss' work, but it was equally possible that the company's Powers That Be were merely sick of seeing her drunk or cranky in almost every tabloid feature.
Naturally, however, her day took a turn for the worse at about lunchtime, when she was instructed in no uncertain terms that she was expected to meet Professor Hojo in the morgue that night, 11:00pm sharp. She had no idea what he could possibly want with her at that time of night, but it was creepy and horribly inconvenient. Being the bottom of the totem pole, however, left Ema no choice but to comply.
So there Ema was, letting herself in at precisely 11:00, grumbling a bit to herself about the lack of light in the damn building. Hojo's presence was noted; the fact that he was cutting into a corpse was not.
Rating Probably R
Summary Hojo is not happy with Ema that she told Dist about Lucrecia. This does not bode well for Ema.
Location Morgue.
Date/Time August 31, 11:00pm
Status in progress
Ema's first day back in the labs after a month-long break hadn't been a terribly great one, but it was blessed relief after two weeks of recovery from surgery followed by a two-week GeneCo-mandated PR course (If you insist on being publicly linked with Sephiroth, you will learn to behave like a proper representative of GeneCo., the little pink notice had read). Part of her had a feeling that the latter was entirely Captain Curtiss' work, but it was equally possible that the company's Powers That Be were merely sick of seeing her drunk or cranky in almost every tabloid feature.
Naturally, however, her day took a turn for the worse at about lunchtime, when she was instructed in no uncertain terms that she was expected to meet Professor Hojo in the morgue that night, 11:00pm sharp. She had no idea what he could possibly want with her at that time of night, but it was creepy and horribly inconvenient. Being the bottom of the totem pole, however, left Ema no choice but to comply.
So there Ema was, letting herself in at precisely 11:00, grumbling a bit to herself about the lack of light in the damn building. Hojo's presence was noted; the fact that he was cutting into a corpse was not.