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 Posted: Tue May 30, 2006 9:05 pm
Marlena's smile was genuine this time, though not out of sympathy. Internally she was relishing the boy's growing positive view of her. "I'm glad to help, Mr. Calder. I hope I can make your stay here more pleasant."
She looked at her watch and tapped it lightly. "I've taken up more than enough of your time today. The gentlemen outside will escort you back to the village. I'll call on you again in a week or so, to see how you're doing." She gestured to the door.
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Posted: Tue May 30, 2006 9:15 pm
Avery stood up. "Alright. I guess I'll see you in about a week then? It was nice meeting you," he said, waving, and still a little surprised he could say something like that about one of the employees here.
Well, as long as she was helping him and not trying to change him, she couldn't be that bad. Avery smiled at Dr. Frost again before leaving the room, and following security back to the village.
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Posted: Tue May 30, 2006 9:18 pm
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 10:31 am
Marlena sat behind her desk in the interview room, scanning over her notes on her incoming interviewee. "Hmmm...Pterodactyl? I have GOT to find out how Moreau managed an extinct creature serum. Amazing." She skimmed the pages, tapping a section thoughtfully. "Diabetic. Wonder how the transformation is affecting that..."
She grinned as she moved further on in the file. "Murdered Father...now that is something I can work with." She held up the side by side photos of pre- and post-injection Kim and her eyes widened. "Those fingers must really be hampering her playstation skills."
The Doctor closed the file again, as she heard the sound of the guards approaching. Once more, she was dressed casually, without making herself look overly doctory.
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 10:37 am
Kim had been on her favorite spot at the beach when the guards came to her, and one could have said she took it pretty badly. She followed without resistance, of course, but the asian girl looked very nervous as she was lead to the room, visibely imagining the worst. Weither another injection, or the so called "punishment" that Moreau had warned them of should they not find who had hurt Aubrey...
She calmed a bit when she entered a room, only to find a woman she didn't know sitting there, and nothing else that could add up to an injection in sight, but...
"Hm..." Kim replaced her glasses for a moment, unsure of what she was supposed to say or do.
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 10:42 am
The woman rose and dismissed the guards, who closed the door behind them. She rounded the desk and offered a hand to the subject.
"Miss Nguyet, I'm Dr. Marlena Frost. I've been brought here to counsel the island's residents regarding their transformations, and see what I can do to assist you. Would you be so kind as to take a seat?" She gestured to the comfortable chair across from the desk with her other hand.
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 10:46 am
Kim couldn't help but rise an eyebrow as she took the offered hand and shook it a bit akwardly, mostly because of her finger and having no idea how to position it at that lenght still. A counselor ? While she could see how this place could seriously need one, she didn't consider herself needing one... But then, she probably didn't have much of a choice to begin with.
"Pleased to meet you, Dr Frost." She somehow managed a polite smile as she sat, gentely tugging her purple gloves back in place.
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 10:51 am
Marlena sat back down at her desk, and went through the motions of looking over her files, letting confusion play across her features. "You'll have to excuse me a bit, Miss Nguyet. I wasn't, um, apprised of the entire situation here, just told that the residents needed some assistance coping with some physical changes. I imagine your fingers are causing you some distress? Can you tell me how they've altered your lifestyle?"
On the steno pad, notes were jotted in pencil. Subject still awkward with changed physiology.
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 11:00 am
...Hadn't even warned her ? Ohhhh boy. That might have been the reason she was there, after all - she was one of the less changed people as far as she knew. But then... it seemed a bit unlikely that the woman was also to be a subject if she had sutch access in the labs, and the guards. How... wierd.
"...It's kinda wierd no one at least warned you... I guess you're a bit lucky, because I am one of the less changed ones. And, well, yeah, of course they do." She admitted. "I always have to watch out in order not to smash them on something." Flashback from a few DDR sessions and misadventures with the railing came to mind, but she decided not to mention that. "I write much slower now... And im usually more confortable working my gamepads if I lie them down on the ground and just handle it with the fingers that havn't changed. Holding them is akward... Portable systems are a bit akward too, so I manage."
It was no secret to anyone that Kim was a very big gamer, and she was almost sure the woman at least had -some- notes.
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 11:06 am
Marlena nodded slowly, doing her best to look perplexed about her position and the labs. "I'm sorry that you're having such difficulties. Are the long fingers very fragile? Would they be flexible enough to perhaps bend and bind so as not to get in your way too much?"
Ah the sympathetic ear offering refuge from the changes. It took all Marlena's effort not to smile, and keep the concerned look on her face.
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 11:13 am
Kim seemed to ponder this for a moment. "...They're not really that fragile I guess, or I think I might have broken them by now. They bend a bit... it's a bit hard. They bend at the same places normal fingers do, but it's akward, and even bended, they take a bit of space." She ran an hand into her long black hairs a bit nervously.
"But it does help a bit, yes."
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 11:23 am
Marlena hmmmed softly and she jotted down some notes. "I'll get you started on something to assist with the flexibility issues. That might make it easier on you." She unlocked a drawer and made a show of shuffling around a bit. "Here we are, this might help you. It has Glucosamine and Chondroitin in it for improveing joint flexibility." Of course, it was the same nightmare-inducing medication she'd given to Avery, just with an alternate color and shape to the pills, and different markings so the subjects couldn't tell they were taking the same thing. She handed it across the desk to Kim.
"Why don't you tell me a bit about your life before you ended up here?"
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 11:29 am
Oh, great. Pills. Beautiful.
Of course, she said nothing of this, taking them with a quick thank you before continuing. She clearly wasn't too confortable with the questions, but...
"I lived in Louisiana with my mom, I was about to get started on a job and moving out." Kim answered. "It wasn't the best life ever, but it was enough to make me happy. There was talk of me moving in Montreal to work at Ubisoft for coding and a bit of design."
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 11:31 am
Marlena again made a show of jotting down some notes. "That sounds like it would be a fun job. Did you say you lived with just your mother? Were you parent's divorced?" A careful question to lead her in the proper direction.
She propped her chin in her hand and smiled warmly at Kim, tapping her pencil against her cheek.
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 11:37 am
Oh, crap. There was the question she really didn't want to answer.
Well, there went nothing...
"My father died when I was younger, and my mother never remarried or felt in love with another man." She answered. "It just wasn't her style. My father was the man she had swore she would pass the rest of her life with, and she couldn't bring herself to love another. I never really minded, or felt like something was missing, after I finished grieving."
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