The observation apartments were in a separated division of the research labs. There were many unknowns in research. It was a precaution on the off chance that conscious subjects would control or react to devices being researched in the lab. With the valuable items in the lab, it never hurt to be as safe as possible.
Several types of protective barriers blocked the way into the apartments. With their high rank, Doctors Yu and Wu were able to walk through most of the check points unhindered. They were stopped only twice. Even they could be imitated or bugged by a crafty thief or saboteur.
The apartments were relatively nice; filled with soft things and many means of entertainment. They were quite comfortable and themed in a calming light blue color. From time to time, the laboratory staff spent time in them reading or resting on their breaks. Today though, they were off limits. A guest considered potentially hazardous was staying there.
The doctors approached the apartment door. It slid to the right, opening the way for them. Dr. Yu couldn’t help but stare for a while at the embodiment of her inspiration and her warning, AD7.
Their guest was examining a toaster though it seemed as though she had no interest in making toast. She put her head to it as though she was thinking with it. Then she put her ear to it and listened to it as though it had said something to say. Looking confused, she simply set it back down.
She looked almost like a crisho female, though quite a bit taller and thinker all around though still quite fit. Instead of the lizard-like crisho flesh, metallic patches of different colors, sizes, and shapes covered her. Each patch held a powerful Hanja of matching size. Both Adrianne and Chaeri knew what most of them did. There were a few of them that were old or obscure enough to escape even their memory.
She was found with no clothing but in the interest of modesty, the lab crew dressed her with a simple tunic and slacks. Even with the tunic, the two ladies could tell that her wings were replaced with sleek jet packs.
Their guest turned to regard them. Her eyes were solid white dimly-lit lights. She had a simple slit of a mouth that, dispite the metal face opened and closed as normal. Inside of the slit, something that resembled a speaker took the place of her throat. What passed for her hair was instead hair thin bits of wire. It stayed in place but from time to time a single strand would move on its own.
Adrianne stared for a while awestruck while AD7 looked back at her. After a time, she decided to speak, “Greetings AD7. I am Dr. Yu head of this facility.”
Their guest looked back and smiled. Her logical systems computed her situation in a split second. Yu says Eight-Seven is Master. Eight-Seven is not Master. Yu knows neither Eight-Seven nor Master. Yu is leader of this facility. Facility has trapped Eight-Seven thinking she is Master. Facility has high potential to be enemy of Eight-Seven and Master; reevaluate later. Eight-Seven must escape facility to fully obey Master’s commands. If Eight-Seven is to succeed in escape procedure, should gain trust of Yu. Eight-Seven will impersonate Master and gain Yu’s trust. “Hello Dr. Yu,” she spoke imitating AD7’s voice perfectly, “Your facility is remarkable.”