Chapter 6, Page 8
Nessa Loeb /// Private Notes
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Dr. Hastings barely says a word to me for the last two months and then, just a week ago, finally makes some attempt at idle chit-chat. As to be expected, in her own warped fashion, it was concerning the tentacle strength of cephalopods. That’s right, the first time Dr. Hastings actually speaks to me without reprimanding me for some “sloppy” lab test, or pointing out my “incompetence” was to tell me how strong an octopus is. Unbelievable! I was so stunned that I could barely follow what she was saying. After a few sentences, she must have realized that she was communicating with another human being and promptly clammed up. I have no idea what brought on her sudden interest in cephalopods. Honestly, now that I think about it, I probably don’t want to know.
–Nessa Loeb
Danger Zone One. Story by Midnight. Art by Salaiix.
We all know where this is going…
This “biology” is way beyond anything the good doctor could have produced. It looks alien and it wouldn’t surprise me if it even co-opts the local intelligence (meaning said “good doctor”) to get its way.
After all, it’s a very old galaxy and a lot of perfectly good biological, or even machine, progress could have occurred in the Elsewhere.
Hey guys I’m gonna go for a walk. Let me know when this scene is over, ‘kay?
Question who gets there first the assassin of the super cop. I really don’t see this getting rape’e before one of them comes to the rescue.
Well, I agree since this site is not rated 18+.
Then again, I cannot discount the storyteller’s imagination being better than mine, such as some kind of temperature related defect in Dr. Hastings design. She cannot have anticipated every problem, even if she is mad as a hatter.
She’s in a bind now. Literally.
I’ve seen enough anime to know where this is going.
I forgot how hot this was