<div class="floatleft">(http://pthumb.lisimg.com/image/9402185/280full.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Rae Integra Bellemoore (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=245148.msg12117826#msg12117826)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Medical Lab<br/><strong>Time &amp; Date:</strong>April 1, 2110; 10am<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Nicky<br/><strong>Mentioning:</strong>-<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black skirt (http://images.express.com/is/image/expressfashion/new_93_773_6828_058_f75?cache=on&wid=1280&fmt=jpeg&qlt=70%2C1&resmode=sharp2&op_usm=1%2C1%2C5%2C0&fit=fit%2C1), Maroon blouse (https://img1.etsystatic.com/000/0/6768006/il_570xN.340499837.jpg), Miniboots (http://g01.a.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1dBg.HVXXXXXdXpXXq6xXFXXXD/Women-s-Concealed-Wedge-High-Top-SneakersTrainers-Fashion-high-heel-sneakers-Women-s-Formal-Wedge-Hidden.jpg), Super braid (http://img.allw.mn/content/hair/2012/01/1_simple-braid.jpg)<br/><hr/>Rae gracefully dragged the pen over the line on the data pad, signing her name – and what she assumed to be part of her soul – away. It was some release form, the big wigs up stairs wanted to send her some biologicals collected from a recent scene and have her analyze them. It wasn't really much of a big deal, and would help a whole lot when once the team was in place.<br/><br/>Speaking of the team being in place... Rae looked at the three files sitting on her desk. The interviews were later today, and she still needed to get those files reviewed and signed off on and turned over to Peter. “Oracle,” she called; she had taken the liberty of integrating her system into the main system in locations where it was important... anywhere she worked, the staging room and a couple of other key locations. “catalog and compile service records and medical histories for the squad interviewees. Thank you.” The system began, silently in the back ground, doing what she had requested.<br/><br/>With that underway, Rae pushed out of her chair and to her feet. She flipped the heavy braid of hair over her shoulder and snatched another data pad off of her desk. She had an appointment today... right now, actually, with Nicky. She turned her gaze to the door, expecting the woman to walk in right as she was thinking about it... But she didn't. Rae made a little face, sticking her tongue out at the door and blowing.<br/><br/>Just as quickly as that was over she turned her attention down to the pad in her hand. This was a maintenance check up on the womans cybernetics. Grinning she started humming a little tune to herself, only to have it followed by song, definitely loud enough to be heard by anyone who came into the lab; “She took me to her castle, and I just couldn't believe my eyes,”<br/><br/>Rae opened a storage bin and started setting the tools that she was going to need onto moving tray so that she'd have them handy, “She had so many devices, everything that money could buy!” She belted – Rae was not a professional singer, though her voice was pleasant enough it was clearly not trained - “She said 'sign your name on the dotted line', the lights went out and Nikki started to grind,”<br/><br/>The last little bit was sung in tune with self amused giggles that filtered into the air as soon as she let the last lyric out.