<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #FF0000">Tamara „Tammy“ Fisher</span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #FF0000">The Medic</span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/57863cd1-18be-4b35-a2e8-b10440863639_zps5f7c91c2.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Tammy grinned on the professor's words. It was quite interesting what they had done to the princess. She was interested how much the princess knew of that. But to learn about it, they had to wake the sweetheart up. She had just to place a little surprise for the princess first. Walking to the freightroom she opened it<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Bang, I need two of your small packages and two radio-controllers. Thanks.“</span> <br/><br/>She returned with two stripes of C4. She made a ball of one and sticked a detonator in it. Turning to the men she waived her hands.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Ok, all men turn around now, please. I have to play gynecologist now...",</span> Tammy started to work on the princess. When she was finished three minutes later, she started to wake her up by slapping her.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Come on, sweetheart, your beauty sleep is over. Huh, stop groaning...“</span> <br/><br/>Tammy shoved a gag in her mouth, before the princess could utter some curses. She patted her head.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Now, now, someone is angry here. Princess, you shut up now, before I put you to sleep again. I thought you may like to know what your doctor's did to you. As I am pretty sure you don't approve of it all. Just lay here and watch. If you are nice, I will allow you to speak later. Comprende? Good.“</span> <br/><br/>Tammy turned to her audience. As much as she disliked to be in the spotlight, this one felt great.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Alright folks. We have some really interesting objects here. We start with object 1."</span> Tammy displayed a photo of the brain.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"We have all seen the transmitter in the brain stem. But it is not the only object they have inserted in the brain. There are two different kinds of objects in that brain. Long ones and short ones. I can only guess what they are for by their placement. They are probably interlinked, but in short they may turn our princess into a mindless zombie. Someone may control her like a puppet, force her to follow orders without any remembering what she did. I wondered why someone would do that, when I stumbled over the second device.“</span> <br/><br/>Tammy pulled a second photo on the display. It showed a heart, but a lot more.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"When I saw that, I wasn't wondering anymore. Remember that I said someone can control the princess like a puppet? Well this here completes the puppet. The round thing on the left is a cardiac pacemaker. The princess is a little bit young for it. But in combination with the small thing in the heart it makes sense. That is best described as a killer. It kills the sinus knot and thereby her natural heartbeat. Someone can kill her if he wishes and reanimate her with the pacemaker, take over her brain and you have a zombie yay-sayer ruling Getalia one day. It looks, Princess, like your doctors didn't trust you. Kind of a fail-safe.“</span> <br/><br/>Tammy put picture three on the screen.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Compared to that this may actually be known by our sweetheart here. They have removed her uterus. Makes it easier to enjoy your sexslaves. And from the feel I got when I placed our present, I would say she frequents those often.“</span></div>