Sep 07, 2008 20:29
The walls are always white
and the floors are always bright,
And everything, and everything is spotless shining clean;
Don't fret, and never fight
and be quiet-- mind the light,
You brought this on yourselves, you did, you friends of Mister Green.
project something-or-other
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"Somebody comin'," he murmurs, cocking his head as though listening to something.
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Any of the obvious cracks.
"Just one guy?"
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Her eyebrows rise sharply, and she opens her mouth to speak.
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Well, calmly except for the expression of rapidly increasing terror on her face.
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Bluntly: "Where's Adiva?"
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(She's lying.)
She recovers enough composure to draw herself up a little straighter. "How did you get in here?"
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Roy smirks.
"Now, I think we asked you a question. Why don't you try not lying, for a change."
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He grabs her wrist and squeezes hard.
"Tell me where she is," he growls.
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"I don't -- I d--"
It's no use. She was trained to deal with uncooperative test subjects, not outright coercion.
"Lab," she whimpers. "For another rad dose -- down the hall on your left -- please don't hurt me!"
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Control marches her along the crane trail, because Chainsaw has his suspicions about that thing.
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They round the first corner in silence. When they turn the second--
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