OFFICE HOURS

[didntgetdadslooks]

Got something you want to say to your good friend The Professor's Assistant? Come on in, don't be shy! Her official hours are daylight hours - girl has to sleep? after all, probably - but if you knock on the door at night she'll generally answer. Please just make sure to leave the in-game date and time in the header of your toplevel!

All comments are screened for confidentiality during the course of the experiment.

Comments

[didntgetdadslooks]

Umbrella... doesn't exactly seem like it's full of happy-go-lucky people, even from just what I have here. As for the experiment, though, even I didn't get told how The Professor to recoup his losses. That's between him and his funding, I guess.

[fivestagegod]

But he does expect there to be losses.

[It isn't pointed or anything; just kind of an observation.]

...Was anything done to me outside of general repairs? I'm asking because I don't want to find out the hard way that I've got something that's going to kill me or people I actually give a damn about, or that I'm...I don't know, full of parasites or something.

[Umbrella could absolutely heal shit like this; hell, if he could bind with G he could have healed it himself. At the same time, his and Umbrella's way of healing shit is not precisely ideal?]

[didntgetdadslooks]

Oh, you didn't realize you're full of experimental flesh-repairing worms now?

[ Angel shakes her head. ]

Nothing other than healing you. You shouldn't even carry any meaningful microbes back with you.

[fivestagegod]

[That actually gets a laugh out of him, well done.]

Hey, you never know. I've heard they're doing some interesting things with parasites in Spain nowadays.

I'll leave you alone for the time being, but I'll probably be back whenever I'm bored. If we all have to suffer, so do you, and that means dealing with my shitty company from time to time.

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ Angel shrugs. ]

I can't exactly stop you, so bring it on.