[ and she knows that. Technically they're not being hurt, Lilith has already explained her morals. And yet... somehow she can't help but feel sad for creatures who are born and raised so that they can only be experimented on before they pass. Do they receive love? Are they happy? Do they long to be free, or do they even understand that there is a world outside whatever spaces they occupy...? ]
. . . S-sometime, will you show me them? I'm... curious.
[It's an understandable viewpoint for someone with a lot of compassion like Roc. Lilith simply has developed the ability to emotionally remove herself almost completely from her work. A necessary tactic for a scientist that worked with living creatures.]
If you'd like. I do not mind.
[She feels that she has nothing to hide. Her ethics are sound, her position defensible. And constructive criticism, should it come, was always welcome.]
I would like that, sometime, when I'm free. --And yes, I need a quest and--I also would like to ask another favor, if you have time.
For the quest, I need two students' desks and chairs, like the kind you have in school, two stationery sets with pens and pencils and highlighters, that sort of thing, and also a pair of matching school uniforms, one for a girl about 5 feet, four inches tall, and one for a boy a few inches shorter than that. I'd need the desks and stationery set delivered to the book store in the abandoned village, and the clothes delivered to my room in Takshaka. ...With the boy's uniformed wrapped. How much would something like that cost me?
For the stationary sets, bodily samples will suffice: fingernail clippings, saliva, hair trimmings, blood.
The uniforms and furniture you can have now and pay for in the days to come. I will give you an idol in my likeness to install in your dorm; offer up prayers to me while kneeling before it thrice a day for a week.
[ this seems fairly acceptable to her. weirdly, the saliva and nail clippings are probably the squickiest parts there, and she does make a bit of a face at the words, scrunching her nose up. but... Lilith is a scientist, so the mild discomfort, at least, will surely go to a good purpose. ]
For the bodily samples... how much do you need? Do you have a way for collecting the saliva and blood?
[INTO THE LAB WE GO. There's arcane books all over the place, opened to some chapter or another. It smells like blood and chemicals despite being very clean.]
[Not a few of the books are somehow unreadable, written in a strange language. Some have symbols for letters that glow and rearrange themselves on the page.]
Mm? Ah, yes. But I always double-check my work, so it's more convenient to keep them out like this.
[She's getting out three test tubes, a very small plastic container, a syringe, a band-aid, a bottle of disinfectant, a cotton swab, a pair of scissors, and a nail clipper.]
[New gloves poof into existence over her hands. With quick, professional movements, Lilith takes Hiyori's arm to steady it and swabs from wrist to inner elbow with disinfectant.
There's the prick of the needle. Blood fills the syringe to the 20ml mark. Then it's over except for the slight pressure of a gloved thumb over the entry point, to be replaced by a band-aid.]
[ she looked away during the process; she's not normally squeamish, but there's just something unsettling about watching your own blood filling the syringe. Once it's over, though, it's fine to see it. the speed of the process was a bit surprising, though ]
[She empties the syringe's contents into one of the test tubes, stoppering it and tucking it away inside a vest pocket. The nail clipper and plastic container are offered to Roc.]
Would you prefer to collect the hair sample, or shall I?
Oh, I'm sure you don't want to do that. [ that's gross, right? having to clip someone else's nails? at least unless you're a beautician; then it's your job ] I can do it.
[ carefully she trims back each of nails, first on her left hand, then her right, making sure that the clipped ends fall securely into the bag. when she's finished, hands the items over. ]
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Hm? Ah. I just finished a surgery before you knocked.
[Her tone is casual, unconcerned. The minion takes the filthy gloves and clacks away on their bonefeet.]
Gland removal. Quite messy.
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[The correction is professional, neutral.]
An adult chimera. This one has been frail since birth, so it was hardly unexpected.
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[She has a goddamn zoo.]
They're objects of study and research that also provide me with materials for my experiments.
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[ and she knows that. Technically they're not being hurt, Lilith has already explained her morals. And yet... somehow she can't help but feel sad for creatures who are born and raised so that they can only be experimented on before they pass. Do they receive love? Are they happy? Do they long to be free, or do they even understand that there is a world outside whatever spaces they occupy...? ]
. . . S-sometime, will you show me them? I'm... curious.
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If you'd like. I do not mind.
[She feels that she has nothing to hide. Her ethics are sound, her position defensible. And constructive criticism, should it come, was always welcome.]
But for now, you said you wanted a quest....?
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I would like that, sometime, when I'm free. --And yes, I need a quest and--I also would like to ask another favor, if you have time.
For the quest, I need two students' desks and chairs, like the kind you have in school, two stationery sets with pens and pencils and highlighters, that sort of thing, and also a pair of matching school uniforms, one for a girl about 5 feet, four inches tall, and one for a boy a few inches shorter than that. I'd need the desks and stationery set delivered to the book store in the abandoned village, and the clothes delivered to my room in Takshaka. ...With the boy's uniformed wrapped. How much would something like that cost me?
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[A few minutes of inward calculation.]
For the stationary sets, bodily samples will suffice: fingernail clippings, saliva, hair trimmings, blood.
The uniforms and furniture you can have now and pay for in the days to come. I will give you an idol in my likeness to install in your dorm; offer up prayers to me while kneeling before it thrice a day for a week.
The cost of deliveries are covered by the above.
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For the bodily samples... how much do you need? Do you have a way for collecting the saliva and blood?
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For the saliva, you'll spit into a test tube a few times.
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[INTO THE LAB WE GO. There's arcane books all over the place, opened to some chapter or another. It smells like blood and chemicals despite being very clean.]
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Lilith, have you read all of these?
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Mm? Ah, yes. But I always double-check my work, so it's more convenient to keep them out like this.
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--These are all for your work?
[ just what are you trying to do, lilith, are you trying to create a whole new world's worth of animals? ]
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[Just throwing that out there.]
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[She's getting out three test tubes, a very small plastic container, a syringe, a band-aid, a bottle of disinfectant, a cotton swab, a pair of scissors, and a nail clipper.]
Which donation would you prefer to make first?
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[ she holds out her arm for the blood donation ]
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[New gloves poof into existence over her hands. With quick, professional movements, Lilith takes Hiyori's arm to steady it and swabs from wrist to inner elbow with disinfectant.
There's the prick of the needle. Blood fills the syringe to the 20ml mark. Then it's over except for the slight pressure of a gloved thumb over the entry point, to be replaced by a band-aid.]
There.
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You really are a professional at this.
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[She empties the syringe's contents into one of the test tubes, stoppering it and tucking it away inside a vest pocket. The nail clipper and plastic container are offered to Roc.]
Would you prefer to collect the hair sample, or shall I?
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Oh, I'm sure you don't want to do that. [ that's gross, right? having to clip someone else's nails? at least unless you're a beautician; then it's your job ] I can do it.
[ carefully she trims back each of nails, first on her left hand, then her right, making sure that the clipped ends fall securely into the bag. when she's finished, hands the items over. ]
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But there's no protest, just calm observation. She takes the clippers, but refuses the container, and now offers the scissors.]
You'll need that for the hair sample.
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