<strong>Amelia Lightfoot: Prisoner<br/>The Lab</strong><br/><br/>It was not entirely easy to tell if the drugs were working, yes she was more relaxed perhaps but the woman’s focus appeared to remain. She did try to blink at the somewhat bright lights but that of course was a very natural reaction under the circumstances. This man was relatively interesting considering he was just human. He deserved more study than some of the others. However even though Amelia was restrained and in such a compromising position, she still believed she was far higher on the food chain.<br/><br/>“Those lights are a little bright Sir but we all must endure I suppose.” Her voice was perhaps a little changed, but it still had a relatively crisp quality, but that could have been due to her accent.<br/><br/>Her body did briefly react to the shock to her breasts and her brain obviously noted it, but it appeared to be more of irritancy or a distraction than anything else. “I am sure you are a busy man, can we just get on with this. Much as I like games this one is more than a little tiresome. Out with it…what is the job you want me to do.”<br/><br/>Amelia may well have been strapped and drugged but in her own mind she was still the one in power.<br/>