<div align="center"><strong>Elizabeth Pierce</strong></div><br/><div align="center">(http://static.182.121.4.46.clients.your-server.de/orig/201105/10/black-hair-emo-emo-girl-girl-izzi-murder-long-hair-Favim.com-40207.jpg)<br/></div><br/>No sooner had Elizabeth spoken when a sudden flicker of movement at the periphery of her vision caught her attention. A million tiny lights seemed to ignite inside her ward’s skull, and a soft crackling noise filled her well-trained ears, an indicator that synapses were starting to fire up. His skin seemed alive with crawling beings as a billion billion cells awakened beneath his flesh in a flurry of movement and activity. At first it started out slowly, a barrage of lights descending from the stem of his brain along his spine, before finally spreading across his body to tighten limp muscles. Slowly she cocked her head to the side, her blank expression forming into one of scientific interest as almost immediately the bundle of muscles that controlled his jaw began to heat up, stretching out to move his mouth as speech began to form. “Don’t make me kick your ass, Ron!” he mumbled sleepily. “I just need a few couple hours.”<br/><br/>Idiot.<br/><br/>A gentle pounding filled her ears as the muscles of his heart began to speed up, facilitating a rush of blood to his brain to stimulate awareness. Her nostrils flared slightly as a disgusting and yet intoxicating scent filled the air, his body releasing a series of hormones and chemicals that would coalesce inside him to form a complex cocktail of emotions and thoughts. What she was smelling was quite literally the scent of fear.<br/><br/>It seemed David was finally awake.<br/><br/>She studied him coolly as he sat up, watching his eyes dart around the room like a startled animal, while his muscles tightened so visibly that even someone without her gift for watching the movement of cells could see how tense he was. His brain continued lighting up like a Christmas tree, although in no unique or interesting ways. His cognitive patterns seemed utterly unremarkable, displaying neither keen awareness, detached calmness or any kind of exceptional trait she might find useful; of all the bundled sacks of bacteria on the planet, her ring had once again guided her to one more suited to being her test subject than her protégé.<br/><br/>She never broke her gaze with the man as she stepped aside to allow the blue-haired beauty to pass, her nostrils flaring once again as the powerful scent of alcohol and sedative drugs wafted through the air, being sweated out through her pores. Almost immediately David sprang to his feet, calling out after Caleb. “Hey! Hey wait, what about the rest of us?!” he cried at Caleb’s back, eliciting a cold, icy stare from her, indicating she didn’t approve of his insolence. Slowly she extended a slender, pale finger, beckoning for him to follow her as she stepped out the room without even bothering to see if he’d follow.<br/><br/>This was always her least favourite part; the questions and the small talk. As a woman of science she appreciated the hunger and drive of a person to acquire important knowledge, and she presumed that in this sort of situation that information on a captor would be at the top of most people’s lists of “important knowledge”. However she was a very busy woman, far too busy to talk about anything besides her work at the best of times, and these noisy, bratty little bacterium always wasted her time with irrelevant, inconsequential and utterly unimportant questions. As David fell into step behind her she spoke up, not bothering to turn back to look at him.<br/><br/>“I’m a very busy woman and your questions will have to wait. I have many names; you will refer to me as Dr. Pierce. Now I have much more important tasks than babysitting you but unfortunately my<em>master</em>” she said, that last word dripping with thinly veiled disdain, “requires me to fit you into that busy schedule. If you want to make it out of here alive you will follow my every instruction without question or hesitation.” Maintaining her brisk, efficient pace, she turned her head over her shoulder to look at the man. “Even the slightest disturbance, question or inefficiency that makes teaching you take longer than expected will be dealt with severely, understood?”<br/>