Strangers at Midnight

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[Elstan]

It was late at night and for the most part the floors of Shin-Ra were silent. The only sound that broke the silence of the dimly lit room on the science floor was the crinkling of a book page every now and again. There were rare nights when the Professor would retire early to his quarters and not work on something all night, this happened to be one of those nights and it gave her the perfect chance to snoop through things that she probably shouldn't be.

Moonlight spilled in through the window she was sitting before, its silvery beams bouncing off the desk and reflecting off her pale skin, alighting her with an ethereal looking glow. One cheek rested in the palm of her hand as she scanned over the page of the book she was going through. On the page was some elaborate sketch drawing of some creatures inner anatomy. With a soft sigh she flips the page yet again, her gleaming eyes widening for the first time as she finally catches something interesting.

It was the recipe for a poison, one she had seen used many a time. She couldn't help but find her lips curving up into a smirk. Not long after she head a feint noise, slamming the book shut she constricts each muscle, sitting there silently as she intently strained to hear whatever it had been. Hopefully not the Professor lurking around. Though it wouldn't be the first time she would have been caught going through his things.

She heard the scuffle again, like a very soft footfall. This time she looks over her shoulder, her snow white hair cascading over her form, glowing gently with the moonlight against its elegant waves. Her eyes narrow slightly as she curiously tries to pinpoint the sound. The faint hairs on her body sparking to life at the presence of some other life form that was most certainly nearby. She was far from stupid, and she knew this place and its sounds like the back of her hand. She could tell when something was amiss.

She silently rises to her feet, her slender hand stroking through her locks as her vibrant blues gaze towards the door that was slightly ajar. A black silky top clung to her sides, laced tightly up the front and hugging her breasts close together. A black, ruffled skirt of the same material clung to her waist, split down the front so that it revealed one of her legs complete with a vinyl knee high boot poised upon an elegant heel.

She held her gaze upon the door for a moment longer before she decided to speak.
"I know you are out there." Her enchanting voice echoed softly to the door. Not too loud, yet not so soft as not to be heard. With how silent this area was it wasn't hard to carry a note through the air. Even a small one.

"Show yourself." She commanded with a slight lift of her silvery brow. Perhaps it was just a soldier prancing about. It wouldn't be the first time someone was trying to sneak a look at her or more. It was rather entertaining. It could be the Professor, but she doubted that much. He wouldn't play stealthy little games with her. Or maybe it was just a member of the cleaning crew but that wasn't exactly the vibe that she was getting. She folds her arms across her chest as she awaits for the being to reveal itself.

[Elstan Shadow]

Elstan didn't know what she was doing here this late at night. Then again there was a traitor amongst the company, and the Master Assassin knew who it was. The silver haired woman hated traitors and she was the one who made them disappear. She was clad in a green, leather attire, a scarf covering her face, only her mako green cat like eyes were showing. Her weapons were concealed in her long trench coat, and she moved swiftly and silently towards the Science department.

She found the young female scientist she was looking for. Dr. Wendy Harris. Elstan sensed another presence, but ignored it for now. She went up behind the woman and released her hidden blade that was attached to her right wrist and slit Wendy's throat. Some others from the Assassin division came and took the body away to be 'disposed' of. Elstan then hacked into the president's computer and erased all files of Dr. Harris.

As Elstan was leaving she heard a voice. "Hmph, why would I show myself to you?" She asked, rather mockingly. Elstan stayed in the shadows for a few minutes then came into the light. The light made her silver hair shine brightly and her piercing, cat like eyes looked at the other woman. "I suggest you leave... I have another job to do on this floor, and it won't be pretty." Elstan said in her musical voice.

Elstan left, flicking some stray locks of hair behind her shoulder as she went. Elstan didn't have time for scientists. She had a real job to do.

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Isrieal lifts her brows as the girl comes into view. There was no doubting the tell-tale signs of an experiment, much like herself. There was no way she was one of Hojo's though, she would have never let that happen. She grew jealous of other humanoid experiments. Killing them off before they had the chance to possibly rise above her ranks. He soon gave up on creating any other jenova modified beings. But if this girl wasn't from here, then where was she from? She taps her toe against the floor for a moment in thought. It didn't matter. What mattered was the fact that she was intruding on her grounds.

"I suggest you leave... I have another job to do on this floor, and it won't be pretty."

"Me? Leave?" She asks with a rather cocky tone. What a laugh. One doesn't just waltz into someones home and merely ask them to leave. "This is my territory dear, and I'm not going anywhere." She says while a smirk unfolds across her glossy lips.

Her amused eyes just as quickly narrowed as the girl turned away. Oh no, she wasn't about to come in here to announce that she was going to do something then simply turn away. Silently she reaches down and slips her daggers from her boots into her hands a precaution. For the moment not opening them up into the glorious fan-blades that they truly were.

She quickly paced the room, side stepping her into the hallway and blocking her path. Her striking blue eyes danced as she stared ahead at her. "Your not going anywhere." She stated a chilling demand. "That is unless you tell me what exactly it is you think you are up to." If it had anything to do with Hojo she would have to dispose of her, if it had to do with anything else perhaps she could let a few things slide.

She takes a step closer to her, the menacing sound of her boot hitting the floor echoed off the walls. "Tell me." She demands yet again. "It would be your wisest choice." Her words trail off with a silvery hiss.

[Elstan Shadow]

Elstan growled. "I'm here for Hojo... The man who had a helping hand in making me. If you wanna kill me just a word of caution. I'm a trained SOLDIER Assassin, oh and Sephiroth's sister." She smirked. Elstan barged past the girl and went through the door. "This is what ShinRa told me to do so back down girl!" She spat. Elstan didn't suffer fools and if this girl was gonna step outta line Elstan would more than happily put her back in her place.

Elstan spoke with Hojo for a few minutes. "Thanks Hojo, just keep that experiment of yours at bay, otherwise I won't hesitate to lodge a bullet in her skull." The silver haired girl said and disappeared back into the shadows.

With her 'adoptive father's' information, Elstan tracked down the culprit. "Hey there Jones." She smiled. "Ah Miss Shadow, how are you?" Said Professor Jones. She then pinned the man to the wall by her arm, her hidden blade pointing threatingly at his jugular. "Alright, alright I said the information to Wutai but that's all I swear." He said, his face sweating, tears streaming down his face. Elstan held him by the hair and slit his neck open. Blood sprayed everywhere. "Goodbye Jones." She said. Elstan took out a feather and soaked it in his blood. "Another uncareful traitor gone." She said and walked by to a nearby elevator as her trainees cleared up.

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Girl? She was far more then just a girl. She folds her arms across her chest as she watches the other step into the other room to speak with Hojo. That was all she had better be doing. She would stay 'in check' as long as no harm was brought to him. For he used her to protect him, no matter what the scenario.

She silently walks to the door and leans against the wall just outside it, listening in. Everything seemed to be going okay yet she still eyes her suspiciously as she exits the room. She didn't care what kind of assassin she was, people always misjudged her. She wasn't so weak herself. She was a highly trained experiment for that matter. She could more then handle herself, and if she was ever direly harmed she always had Hojo to crawl off to so that he could fix her.

As soon as the other departed she stepped into the room, double checking that he was okay and carrying a few questions of her own for him. Her nails tap dangerously against the surface of the desk he was behind as she leans over it, eyeing him.

"And who exactly was that?" She questions rather haughtily. She listened to him sigh before he explained she was nothing more then a 'daughter' he took watch over, being sure to assure Isrieal that she was still his favorite, and most beautiful. Such simple ways to reassure her.

"If you say so Professor.." She responds warily while glancing back out the doorway, wondering where she had run off to. She was told not to worry and pulled into a kiss before he released her from the room. Quite apparently he was much more then just a 'creator' to her.

Still it didn't give the other girl an excuse to be so rude towards her. If she was to come traipsing around her quarters she needed to show a bit more respect. She catches her just as she was about to step onto the elevator. Her cold fingers wrap around her upper arm and pull her away from the doors.

"Let's get one thing straight." She chimes. "If you are some so called ally, apparently since the Professor doesn't want you dead and assures me not to worry, then you had better show a bit more respect around here. Especially when you are crossing my lines." She snaps before releasing her from her chilling grasp. The temperature of her flesh much cooler then what a humans would be. "Are we understood?" She questions, giving her a moment to respond before backing off a bit.

"The least you can tell me is your name."

[Elstan Shadow]

Elstan chuckled at this girl's stupidity. "Let's just say I was a more successful experiment than you ever were. Not only do I have the ability to fight and be better than others at it, I'm also in contact with the Planet itself, which gave me the power to protect it." She said. A cloud a skulls engulfed Elstan, and the skin dissolved from her angelic face. A scythe appeared in her skeletal hands and she was cloaked in black. Her wing was now bat-like no feathers at all. Her eyes had a dim red glow in them. "See what I mean?" She said, her musical voice now demonic. "I was given this power by the Planet." She said. Elstan took a glance towards Hojo and she changed back.

"My name is Elstan meaning Chaotic Warrior. Guess they got that right, huh?" She said and walked away, gratefully taking some files off Hojo to brief her team about. "I already know your name... Isrieal." She smiled and walked out into the corridor and clicked the button for the basement.

The basement was equipped for the Assassins only. They, the president and handpicked members of SOLDIER had restricted access inside these walls. Elstan put her finger on the scanner and the door hissed open when it reckonised her print. She sighed and went to the sleeping quarters of the hq and lay on her bed wondering about her new 'sister'.

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Isrieal watched not amused as she shifted into the scythed creature. She could shift into frightful things too if she wanted, thanks to the Jenova cells. She slowly smirks once Elstan shifted back. "Now if I hadn't seen anything like that a thousand times before I might be surprised." She commented. "I can change too, though I don't like too and quite frankly I don't need to." She says with a bigger grin. She didn't like loosing her beautiful form if she didn't have to and she was plenty skilled enough to handle things without having to shift all the time.

Isrieal watches as she heads towards the door to the levels below. Who was Elstan to think that she was a far better experiment when Hojo clearly favored her. She furrows her brows at the annoyance. At least she didn't have to brag about her powers. She was even more annoyed that she had gone through her files. She had come across Elstan before but had no desire to read it. Of course she looking for specific people when she went through the files.

"Have fun down there." She comments as she steps onto the elevator. She holds out a hand and smirks as a file labeled Elstan lifts from across the room and gently sails into her hand. She was going to read up on her since she had apparently snooped through her things before. She also was showing a small dose of her own telekinetic powers. She could hurt without having to move a muscle if she needed to. It was clear why Hojo favored her, not only for her beauty but with the skillful telekinetic he had created. It could be a rather frightening ability.

Once the doors shut she turns away with a smirk and heads back to her room. She had been down in the secret area before, but she hated it. If Elstan liked it down there so much then good for her. Isrieal much preferred to have windows around to peer out rather then being suffocated underground in a box. Once arriving to her room she takes a seat on the edge of her bed and flops the file down beside her. If this girl was trying to possibly be friends that she was doing a very poor job at doing so. And right now Isrieal wanted nothing to do with her. She lifts the folder and starts to scan through it bored.

[Elstan Shadow]

Elstan noticed a scientist delivering some stuff down to the Assassins quarters. She smirked as he told her something. So Sephiroth and herself, along with Genesis and Angeal were the best warriors, but she had some catching up to do... Then again Elstan was the first successful female experiment. This made her let out a small laugh. "Maybe I can make friends with this girl. She doesn't belong in the labs, she belongs with us SOLDIERs." she said to herself.

Elstan went back up to the labs. "Just seen another scientist. To be honest you don't belong here." She explained. Elstan sat casually at the girls desk. She popped a dumb apple flavoured lollipop in her mouth. She giggled. "You belong with us SOLDIERs, but most of all in my division. I'm willing to let you join the Assassins on one condition." She smiled. Elstan was really cunning, maybe she could befriend this girl. "Wanna go watch Romeo and Juliette with me?" She asked. "My lover, Genesis Raphsodos isn't available tonight so I thought of a girls night out." She said. Elstan looked at the girl. "Sister." She added. Elstan got up leaving the theatre ticket on Isrieal's desk.

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Isrieal looks at the ticket as she sets it down, trying not to cringe as the word 'sister' escaped her mouth. She barely knew this girl, and she never considered anyone a sister. She taps her nails against her cheek and looks back up at her.

"Elstan." She starts. "I'm not in these labs against my will." Not anymore at least. "I'm here because I choose to be." And well, the Professor probably would throw a holy fit if she did try to leave permanently.

"I will go see the play if you want me to, but I'm quite alright on joining your...group. I'm plenty busy with what I do now." If she had wanted to be in Soldier she could have applied long ago. "I will have to pass on that offer. However, if you ever do need my help I have no problems assisting on certain missions every now and then." She adds.

There were plenty of uses in having a telepath around. If they were ever trying to get the truth out of someone that kept spitting lies all it took was a peak into their mind to force it out. Her own methods of torture could be quite, convincing.

"I do hope you understand." Her eyes flashed as she lifts the ticket between her fingers, twirling it slowly in her hand.

[Elstan Shadow]

Elstan smiled. "Well thank you, my friend." She said and handed Isriel her number and an Assassin bracelet. "If you should ever need me, press the centre of the 'A' three times and it will call my phone." She said. Elstan sighed. "I'm sorry about killing some of you colleagues but they were plotting against ShinRa. I hope you understand." She said.

Elstan left, feeling rather emotional, did she have ties to this girl she didn't even know about. Maybe, she would have to find out. Elstan was outside of the ShinRa building having a cigarette. Perhaps Isrieal could make them some advanced weapons, Elstan finally found another girl similar to her. She didn't feel so alone anymore.

[kriivanwinters]

Tap.....Tap....Tap....Tap....”AAAHHHHRRRAAOOOOOO!!!!!!” Those Were the horrid sounds that echoed down the hallways of the science division, and a noisy time when the Turks would do daily patrols on the perimeters that surrounded Shinra’s industry but lately they have been ordered to look within its confines considering there have been a lot of disturbances lately and today of all days was the first daily patrol in their “Sector”. Tap....Tap...Tap....Tap...”AAAHHHHRRRAAAOOOOO!!!!!!” The howl was met with a sudden and sharp reply that almost sounded comical “What the bloody Goddess are you doing?!” The reply was met with a thump that sounded like the punch of a fist connecting with a thick, hard surface “Gah!! That hurt!”

The small girl that stood at 5’4 in height held her nature-green hair that softly flowed down her lightly olive tanned face, big purple eyes opened with disbelief and hardened emotional anger that could only be accomplished by a child, her melded pink lips parted to exclaim her reason for the many odd noises she has been making “I WAS ONLY PLAYING AROUND!!!” Her turk uniform suited her stature as she leaned forward, both hands beside her and her face in the personal space of her partner-in-crime “You can be a real jerk you know that!”

Again her short, stubborn nature was met with silence, then, another thump to the head and again this poor creatures hands wrapping around the frame of her cranium as bubble tears tangle from the edges of her dilated purple eyes, “Stop hitting me!” Her tone was sharp like her accomplice but did not match their seriousness compared to hers. The hallway hummed with the magnetic locks of the science division as the floor bounced sounds from one wall to another and then bounced back creating a harsh echo that seemed like they were near the engine room of a Sky Batterlone (Flying cruiser) and yet the sense of a dark mood ran down the walls of this place today, like someone(s) mentally cursed another and such a feeling sent silent chills down the shorter girls spine.

“Hey, Nyx get up, we need to continue our rounds” the voice was that of a gentleman with proper diction and pronunciation, the words he exclaimed slid off his tongue and was as calming as the ocean, this was one of many reasons why Nyx loved hanging around her partner, they of course we’re not seeing each other but Nyx did feel a sense closeness to her male companion but would never admit it, she had done what she was told and stood up properly but still rubbing the back end of her head in the achy spot from where she was thumped, of course the hitting which was commenced never did hurt but Nyx loved to exaggerate to gain a response in this situation however she had always been unsuccessful but attempted either way.

The two continued their journey into the bowls of the labs until finally Azoth, the male that accompanied Nyx found himself lost and alone, earlier whilst his attention was set on the mission, Nyx thought it would be a good idea to poke around the facility and chat which inevitably led her to a full-blown convocation with another scientist on the anatomy of moogles. Azoth was alone and left to continue on and try to find his way out of the maze and predicament he had found himself in, foolish immature thoughts sprung at the back of his mind of growing a really long bearded that followed him and that he would finally die of old age due to the complexity of such a place. There were a consistent number of labs and only grew in number from one hundred and twelve onwards, an impressive number but what were the resources going to? Azoth stood at a bend after motioning down a few corridors and a four point fork in the road, standing with his stature demanding attention whilst his presence was calming and silent. He took off the shades that concealed the look of his fierce, fiery red eyes that kept to a circular pupil but every now and again flashed for a split second to feline, sharp cat eyes and back to the ordinary solace of humanity. Examining where he had been standing, Azoth pressed his gloved hands against his cranium, pushing back his dyed hair of a tender golden blonde. No one knew his actual hair colour apart from himself and the director which was the man in the first place who found Azoth and eventually named him. “This is a bother...” He spoke aloud, uncaring for anyone who heard him the man placed his shades back on the bridge of his nose and looked into the doorway he found himself standing next to only to find a young, attractive woman with white hair due to his shades blanking out any shine to move his assumption to silver.

He gulped... He was unprepared for this encounter and worst of all this woman was the only connection to whatever outside world awaited him, if he were to get on the wrong side of this person he would find himself lost forever and ever and ever and ever and ever..... (10 minutes later) And ever and ever and you get the idea.... His black leather gloved hand pressed against the door frame as he entered the room, ducking in case he accidentally hit his head due to his sheer height. “Pardon me” he said in a tone filled with confidence and surety that it was a fine approach to begin with, “I’ve seemed to find myself in need of your help....I’m...” She was something to behold but he had to push that away from his mind set, he placed both hands in front of his lap and took a down finishing off what he had to say “Lost...” His tone fell dramatically into shame, a comical shame that could be easily laughed at, his fringe lapped over his shades and when he went to look back up he found his hair in the way. Ignoring that fact he looked around the room he found himself in and had many questions to ask for example, “Sorry for the sudden change of subject but....Where in Gaia’s name am I?”

The room brimmed with experimental vials, instruments and calculative equations that were written on many boards that were pasted on the walls, giving the feel of knowledge and power, like a Frankenstein situation, and then he realized, “I’m sorry!” The sudden apology was again formal and left a lilt in his voice was swept over like a mesmerised wave “I’m stupid enough not to introduce myself... My name is Azoth Vagrant, a pleasure.” A small smile curved at the corner of his lips, pure innocence and a humble aura could be felt at the sincerity of his words, this was in fact the second time he had met another female.

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"I'm sorry about killing some of you colleagues but they were plotting against ShinRa. I hope you understand."

Isrieal merely smirks with a shake of her head. "Oh it's quite alright. I don't have colleagues." She says with a drawl. All she truly cared about here was the Professor. She could care less what happened to or what the others did. In fact if they did something stupid she was ordered to dispose of them half the time. Against Shin-ra, perhaps there was more against Shinra behind their own walls then they thought.

She wasn't against it, but there were certain members that irked her. Some that got far too suspicious about what was going on up in the labs. They all knew who she was. All quite aware to watch that she not go snooping around in things she was not supposed to and Hojo constantly being badgered to keep his 'experiment' out of other departments. She rarely got caught, and with what she had seen already she wasn't sure she really needing to go snooping around Shin-ra as much.

Her eyes follow Elstan out the door was she leaves then slips the ticket into her pocket. What a strange night, and it was about to get even stranger. It wasn't longer before she heard footsteps approaching. Was she back already? It couldn't be, they were far too heavy of footsteps. Her entrancing blue eyes look up to the door as a rather tall man approaches. My was she a popular one tonight.

She sat there, giving him his moment to finish stuttering over her words all while a smirk stretched across her lips. She knew exactly why he was stuttering. "Your lost?" She asked when he finished, pouting out her lower lip as she rose from her seat and glanced over him. It was very strange for one to simply be lost in Shinra and not know where they were.

She runs her fingers through her silky locks and tilts her head to the side. Her other hand rested on her slender waist where the corset curved inwards. She raises a brow as her fingers tap against the material. "Perhaps I can help, Azoth. But let me ask you. Do you know how you even got here?"

Did he remember anything before being here? Or was he some new experiment trying to run a muck. She takes a few steps closer, her body swaying with each drawn out footfall. "You are in the Shin-Ra building, an electric company.." She says with a sigh. It was far more then that. "In the laboratories to exact." She fell silent for a moment, trying to figure him out. "And you remember nothing of getting here?" She questions.

"I'm Isrieal." She states with a pleasing smile, playing up her act. She could tell if he was new or not by that. If he hadn't been here long perhaps he didn't know who she was. He might of come across her name, maybe not, but if he didn't know too much about her then that was a good thing.

"And as I said I can help you, but I do need to know a bit more. Tell me everything that you do happen to know about your whereabouts here." She tosses her hair over her shoulder then grazes her fingers across her breasts briefly before resting it against her waist as well.

[kriivanwinters]

Azoth’s eyes sharpened into a pincer of feline stability at the statement this Isrieal had commented on, his job came into mind when she asked the questions of what he was doing here, or rather what his job is officially and of course he wasn’t going to divulge that secret to someone he hardly knew but was supposed to, oddly enough, he had never heard of her nor does he know why she was residing in the room to which he found himself gawking at. He found the atmosphere notable for a lab but with this female, her figure being phenomenal it wasn’t the only thing he was looking at....

However his eyes only shifted for a moment before he pulled back his act and continue the “fool” he turned at her form keeping an innocent lock on her, always keeping her in his sights but still reacting uncomfortable in the situation he supposedly found himself in, being lost and all. “Well I honestly can’t tell you much apart from going left, right and centre down the hall ways, everything here look a like and it’s awfully confusing, especially when I haven’t been down here before.” Then a thought came to mind and he pressed a finger on the bottom of his lips in though, it seemed odd how a Turk would act in front of someone considering their reputation but Azoth also never paid that much mind.

“I suppose...” His very English accent split him off from the rest of most employees’ making him marked as a notable character “I past a few labs that were making experimentations on materia that was found a few weeks ago near the Forgotten Cities area, but that’s as much I can think of at the moment...” He couldn’t stop noting Isreal’s rack, it was just there.... mocking his nature for being a pervert at times, he swallowed... He pulled his collar away from his neck for a few moments before noting the reaction he was giving off.

Then suddenly one thing led to the next and he swiftly turned around to look at the door way, his male reactions wee playing up and the last thing he needed to do was guff it up, he was Shinra’s finest and one that would remain unheard of and unnoticed accept for his president and yet he was still a slave to his manly reproductive organs and imagination Ohh Goddess please don’t let this be... He closed his eyes and yet Isreal found herself in there to, maids dress... innocent reaction and yet a firm look that said she would destroy even her master for any humiliation intended, a kind of girl Azoth thought of in his alone time, then suddenly the imaginative Isreal approached him, her chest pressed against him as she looked up and said... “You pervert...” His bubble popped and found himself back in reality with his gaze once again noting the females figure. In reality it seemed he was gazing into space for a few seconds whilst he had that moment or pleasure to himself, then he took a step back at the sudden phase of snapping back to reality, his back against the door’s frame and his right hand reaching over the right eye that wondered around the room, “Goddess I have a headache...” Azoth attempted to pull himself together and made up a simple excuse “Being lost and all, of course” a simple smile backed up his fake reasoning and hoped it wouldn’t bring any attention to what he was thinking about.

Azoth lowered his hand, looked to Isreal and though he was very much attractive, she seemed to show a lot of distaste for her surroundings, it was in her body language, not easily read but noted. “ I suppose you would have an idea of the exit? From there I’m sure I could find some excuse to why I’m back early from patrol to my C.O” Another smile, this one genuine and meaningful top. He then stood straight and again noted his surroundings at the many tubes that clung to metallic boxes, Cryo chambers and experimental subjects from animals to synthetic body parts.

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Isrieal continues to keep her eyes locked on him as he explains more about his situation. Needless to say she was starting to get suspicious about his own story, and if he wasn't telling the truth then what other purpose did he have being here?
"One does not simply get lost in Shin-ra." She states with a smirk. "To get into areas you don't belong means getting past security, unless you are some escpaing experiment." She eyes over him, nothing seemed to scream experiment to her about him. He was a mystery.

She observed his miniscule reactions to her, grinning a bit when he had turned away. That strange aura that gave her such an effect on men was playing upon another victim. One thing for sure was it made it easy to get what she wanted around here. There were countless times she used the advantage over Soldiers and others to get information. Others times it was just to toy around with them. She could get away witha few kisses here and there, although the Professor was never too happy about that. He threatened his own men many times if they even went to look at her wrong. By the time he turned back around her grin was gone, playing it off as if she didn't notice a thing about his reactions to her, though she knew all too well.

"I cannot begin to imagine how you simply ended up in the labs." She muses while tapping a finger to her lips. "With the security and all, surly they could've pointed you in the right direction the moment you stepped onto the floor. Unless there are some slackers I have to take care of." She raises a brow. It was still suspicious and she grew more curious about the situation. She wasn't about to lead him off the floor unless she knew a bit more about what was going on.
"Let me think about it for a moment." She tells him. "There is something I need to...check."

She moves up beside him, pulling her fingers through her hair as she raised her hypnotic eyes to his own. Perhaps she could glimpse something with a small peek inside. A slight silver hue covered her blue eyes as she dived inside his mind in hopes of gaining some truth behind his words. A small tingling sensation would be felt as she tried to enter. Someone well trained to block others could keep her out, or someone who could mask their thoughts well. He could force her back out, or let her in to see.

She presses her body lightly against his own, keeping contact with her gaze. What better way was there to ensure he'd let her in other then giving him what he seemed to be longing for. A smirk dancing across her lips as she did so. "Just relax.." She whispers against him. "Let me see what you are really doing here...and then maybe I can help you." She nearly purrs against him, trying to coax the truth out of his mind. She couldn't just let someone slip into such a secure area and back out again without knowing a thing. For all she knew he could be after files or some sedative or something, or out to try and dispose of her as others have tried.

He was in the darkest part of Shinra. She and Professor Hojo weren't always liked very well by others but it was fear that got them what they wanted, mostly in Hojo's case. In her case, her temptation.