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 Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 12:55 pm
___"Where is your Specimen, the plant! Where is it!" Uenoh'ai began to shake her. "The pot you were given, where is the plant inside it! Tell me!" Uenoh'ai heard shrieks come from inside the room, and knew that her frantic yelling had woken the baby. A flutter sounded in the background, which meant that Ixchel was tending to her. Uennie felt panicked, a world was exploding and a Specimen was dying, and if not was already dead! Edwin rushed over and pried the woman off Sodashi, standing between them defensively. Uenoh'ai raised her arm, almost like she wanted to slap him but recoiled, and balled the hand into a fist. This day had been going so damned well! She thought for once there would be no trouble, for once she could have peace.
___"Researcher, she doesn't know what you're talking about, she only just received her pot. She doesn't know." He lowered his voice with the last sentence and looked at Uennie meaningfully. She looked back and forth between him and the girl, before speaking in a dead tone.
___"Where is it."
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 1:24 pm
Holynuts. The woman really lost it this time. Of course Sodashi had already known it was the stupid pot she was asking for, but answering directly would have gotten her in trouble for evesdropping. And obviously the SpawnofSatan, Uennie was getting tired of her half-answers. The woman was crazy. Far beyond the benefit of the doubt. Not to mention all this screaming about a stinkin' plant. Honestly, we were basically in a huge BUILDING full of plants, plants, and more plants. What's one stupid seedling? This place was a loony bin. Sodashi was getting pretty frustrated with this place. But she needed the money. So she stood there and fought the urge to yell back and flat out ask the "Researcher" if she needed mental therapy. At least Edwin had something of a brain.
"It's right there." Sodashi pointed at the messily replotted plant on the ground next to Lab Two where she had originally thought she'd been called to.
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 2:02 pm
___Uenoh'ai scooped up the pot and pressed it into Edwin's arms. He ran off with it, not saying a word, and she drew Sodashi into her office quickly. Uennie motioned to a chair for her to sit in, and walked over to the cradle. The air seemed tense with words that could set it on fire. She bent, and picked up Esprit, who was still crying. Ixchel desperately fluttered around her head trying to calm the baby down. Uenoh'ai strode to Sodashi, and to Ixchel's enormous shock, placed Esprit in her arms. Having delivered the bundle, the woman picked up a mister and began to spray her plants again. Ixchel chittered in her ear, making a fuss over letting this girl hold the baby. Uennie waved her away and the offended faerie flew off in an angry huff.
___"Tell me." Uenoh'ai said as she finished the last leaf. "What do you notice about that infant?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2007 6:24 pm
"Hey wait! That's... .... mine?" Sodashi blinked, one hand still reaching out toward Edwin's figure. Then suddenly she nearly got her arm pulled out of it's socket as Uennie threw her into her office and shoved the stupid baby that had gotten her INTO this stupid mess right into her arms. As soon as Uennie had turned around to focus on her plants, Sodashi glowered darkly, pouring as much of her hatred into it as humanly possible, at the innocently cooing baby. Sodashi was seriously considering "accidentally" dropping the child onto the floor. Or better yet, maybe she'd just toss the stupid bundle out of the stinkin' window.
Uennie pulled her back to the present. Infant? You mean besides the fact it had gotten her into a world of trouble? "She's... got a hugebutt flower on her head?" Well... that was pretty weird. I mean, who puts a huge flower on their baby's head? But.. considering Uennie's past outbursts, maybe it wasn't that weird.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 1:52 am
___Ixchel whipped her head around and zoomed dangerously at Sodashi. She did not like the way this adolescent was acting towards the baby. Sensing the distress the faerie was feeling, Esprit began whimpering, scrunching her face up and crying loudly, bellowing at everyone in the room about the pain she was feeling. Why was everyone so unhappy? Why? Ixchel began to tug furiously on the dress clothing the baby, obviously not strong enough to try and carry it away. Uenoh'ai cleared her throat and the faerie paused, but then quickly returned to the frantic pulling. The Researcher cleared her throat again, louder, and the faerie grumpily flitted off to await the next move. Uennie placed the mister down near a plant and returned to Sodashi's location. Reaching down she gently took Esprit back and bounced the baby in the crook of her arm. Her face became tender, and the infant quickly went from crying with abandonment, to contented gumming. Slipping a pacifier into Esprit's mouth, Uennie cradled her gently.
___"Please try to be as eloquent as possible around me." Uennie cautioned softly. "This small baby is one of the first of its kind, she is a botanical humanoid." Esprit gurgled around the pacifier and her eyelids began to droop. "Your plant will one day, become a baby as well. This is why you must be so diligent in protecting it." She motioned to the crib, diaper bag, and other amenities. "Edwin is repotting your plant right now - hopefully it hasn't retained any damage. If you feel this experiment is too much for you, you may feel free to withdraw from the Vale altogether." Uenoh'ai lowered her eyes, issuing an ultimatum. Choose to be an Observer, or keep your trap shut and find a job elsewhere.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 2:24 pm
Glad to get the thing out of her arms, Sodashi sighed inwardly. Obviously Uennie had gotten tired of Sodashi's flat retorts. Enough excitement for one day. "Yes, ma'am," was all the girl muttered.
Sodashi had never been quite the listener, especially toward Authorities, but what Uennie was feeding her was clearly something big. She didn't understand half the words that were coming at her (botanical humanoid?!), but she definitetly got the part about her plant being.. what.. a BABY??! This.. this was too big for her. She'd come here thinking she'd be a janitor. I mean, a janitor does virtually nothing. A janitor sweeps, mops, and lounges around for the rest of the day, unless someone screwed up and she was called on to clean it up. Which, considering the prestige of the place, didn't happen all that often. The pay wasn't that high, but the job suited Sodashi's personality to a T.
The girl felt something rush through her veins -- her limbs went numb and her arms hung limply at her sides. It was something she hadn't felt in quite a few years. She refused to name it. Something that feeling when reality slaps you in the face after a good long vacation. Not quite disappointment, yet not quite frustration either. More along the lines.. of..
fear.
Her lips suddenly were dry, and she couldn't meet Uennie's eyes as she had done so defiantly just moments before.
She wanted to make a joke. Stand back at the ridiculous situation and take a good long laugh. Anything to get the feeling out of her. But she couldn't do it. She couldn't muster the energy. Besides. Uennie didn't seem the best person to share a laugh with. Usually an energetic youngster, it was a strange feeling to have all the happy balls of fun within her suddenly sucked out in one blow.
"Yes ma'am. I'll take care of it," were the only words that slipped through her lips, her eyes still refusing to meet Uennie's. Her voice had the bitter taste of humbleness in it. Again, something she didn't experienced often. "Sorry for the inconveinence today. If you'll.. excuse me."
She turned and left the room without another word, her untied shoelaces tapping against the tiled floor the only sound that followed her.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 2:42 pm
___She watched Sodashi begin to leave the room. With a small smile, she remembered the first time Esprit had appeared, or been born. How shocked she was, dismayed, but in the end delighted. Being a single parent is hard to explain to a family, but she had come to love this little child very much. Her voice trailed after the Janitor, gentle and steady,
___"We are fighters for a great cause, trust in that you were chosen because you would be an impressive ally. In the meantime, Edwin will place your re-potted Specimen in your Laboratory, if you choose to be apart of this. In the morning, report to Laboratory Seven."
___Esprit scrunched her face and shifted in her sleep, delicate eyelids fluttering in the midst of a dream. Uennie leaned down and kissed her gently on the nose, and issued a butterfly kiss. Slowly maneuvering the baby into the basinette, she straightened papers and motioned to Ixchel to find her keys. As the faerie lowered the metal pieces into the open palm, Uenoh'ai turned off the lights with basket in arm. She slid her Identification Card through the slot and initiated the Laboratory lockdown, and began walking to the stairs.
___"Come Ixchel, we'll take the metro home." Uenoh'ai smiled as she shifted the dozing infant.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 3:56 pm
Sodashi swiped furiously at her eyes. It had been years since she'd cried. Years. She was furious with Uennie for having broken her streak. She was furious with Uennie for crushing her perfect carefree world with that stupid plant. She was furious with that stupid "botanical humanoid" for getting her into such a huge mass of trouble. She was furious with... she refused to admit who she was furious with. For everything. She resented being brought back to reality. Especially by authorities. There was a reason why she left home at the age she did. And all that stupid crap Uennie called after her about "fighers for a cause." What did she know about fighting for a cause? From the looks of it, she had everything handed to her on a silver platter. Sodashi had had everthing handed to her on the tin lid of a trash can.
Back in her apartment, she furiously grabbed the bundled blanket and threw herself into the makeshift-bed/couch, her angry tears still hot on her face.
The girl finally dozed off getting a grand total of 27 minutes of sleep before the sun announced the arrival of the new day.
... and as a result, she didn’t make it to Laboratory Seven until 3 in the afternoon. Whatever. It was the thought that counted.
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