Welcome to Gaia! ::

Slowly, Mimsy pushed herself back into a sitting position to blink up at the woman. She idly toyed with Lucky's finger some more, then held it up to her lips, as if she were shushing her.

She wasn't laughing anymore.

"I expected more of myself," she admitted, lips brushing against the disembodied fingertip. "I am a prodigiously brilliant scientist who has been sent to work among useless kindergartners who insist that they outrank me. My mind is wasted."

Maybe, just maybe, she still thought highly of herself.

"And I am starving. I am so hungry." Her stare, which had wandered out among the blood and entrails, moved back to the other woman. "Is your gift meant to feed me? It is quite the gift - and incredibly humorous, if you happened to overhear! I must admit that my hunger is a bit different, however, Miss...Charlotte, correct? We have almost met, several times."

She tapped the finger against her cheek and drummed her own fingers into the pool of blood beside her.

"Each of those times, you reminded Deus Ex of its incompetence." That was putting it mildly. "May I ask how you did it? How you escaped the coop and found something worthwhile, once there were no chickens left? There have not been any left here for a long time. I just want to survive, and you understand that very well, don't you?"

If you drink much from a bottle marked 'poison,' it is almost certain to disagree with you, sooner or later.

[I'm going to put a real solo here I just liked the title's foresight]