Cara had watched with horrified fascination as London turned the lavender haired girl into a panting, attention hungry dog, kneeling at the feet of Tabetha.  It could have all been an act of course, though the sheer conviction in the way the girl behaved told her otherwise.  And to beg at<em>Tabetha's</em>feet of all people!  There wasn't a person here that she knew of who would reduce themselves to that ... well perhaps a few of the men ... but certainly not publically!  And the reason why was painfully obvious as she observed the devilish gleam in Tabetha's eyes before she issued her own command.  It was interesting, Cara had been about to pose the question of what would happen if someone contradicted the first command but Tabetha's counter demonstration cleared that up.<br/><br/>Watching Isis behave as a dog had been entertaining, in a somewhat twisted manner, but this ...<em>this</em>was just torture!  She watched the girl shriek and writhe about on the floor, feeling like she should do something but not knowing what one could do against an imaginary fire.  Her eyes were wide, darting back and forth between Isis, Tabetha, and London.  Thankfully one of the girl's friends stepped in an attempt to convince her that the fire had been put out.<br/><br/>In her mind Cara had already resolved to keep the vials offered, not to use them but to just make certain that no one less savory than she got their hands on it.  Clearly London had no qualms about who he sold it to or what their intent for his brainchild was.  There was nothing really she could do to stop him other than make sure that the vials under her control were not used in a perverse or unethical mannor.  When she heard Tabetha's verbose and somewhat self righteous speach the issue was fully resolved in her mind.  Something like this was far too dangerous.  She'd figure out a way to dispose of the serum as soon as she got home.  She wondered what was going through everyone else's minds.  Typically she was quite good at reading facial expressions but the pure shock worn on the entire group was masking their inner thoughts far too well.  Cara decided she was just glad that she hadn't been called out as a 'volunteer'.  One could only guess at the resonating psychological effects that would result in London's test subject ...