Tabetha gave Shea the same sort of amused look that an adult might give to a child standing on its head.  "Please, do not think of me as the same breed as London!  I merely wished to test the accuracy of his claims, so that we might all be absolutely certain that this is not some sort of sick prank.  I trust that the full gravity of the situation is now upon us.  For what it's worth, I apologize for the extreme nature of my suggestion," she said, placing a hand to her breast and looking earnestly at the distraught young man.  Her words seemed perfectly sincere, and this time she even managed to allow the emotion into her eyes.  A startlingly convincing ruse.<br/><br/>Partially because she did truly feel some measure of remorse.  She had every intention of taking as many vials as London's generosity and her own wallet would allow, but not with the intention of using them.  Psychology was a field that she lived and breathed, and her knowledge of the mind had allowed her to manipulate plenty of people into doing what she wanted of them.  On occasion she had reduced some of them to near animalistic states, just to see if she could.  But at the end of the day it had been her overpowering personality and their weak minds that had allowed such cruel tortures to be played out.  Their free will had always been intact, and it was no fault but their own that they had not chosen to simply decry her for her monstrous actions and walk away.  What London had concocted was the Ultimate Hypnosis, a chemical brew that could not be defeated by mere strength of will.  Even she would be powerless if she were to ingest such a thing, all of her power and intelligence rendered moot in an instant.  Tabetha had committed plenty of crimes against human morality, but London's crime was against nature itself.<br/><br/>"Though surely there is not one among us who is not outraged at what we have witnessed, it remains a clear and unarguable fact that London will circulate his invention through this campus whether it is by our hands or the hands of others," she said, giving all of them a piercing look to ensure that they understood the full weight of London's threat.  "We should consider ourselves lucky that<em>we</em>were chosen as subjects for this man's perverse little experiment."<br/><br/>The way she was taking center stage, placing herself directly in front of Kevin, it was almost as though she had become some sort of spokesman for the man, albeit in a decidedly negative fashion.  This was no mistake.<br/><br/>"Lucky that we are now aware of exactly who will be receiving these vials.  Lucky that we are also all individuals without the inclination to<em>use</em>such obscene methods in order to get our way," she added in such a way as to inject guilt into any of the others who were beginning to get unsavory ideas.  "I say we take advantage of our position and procure these vials so that they do not end up in the hands of those less trustworthy than ourselves.  It is the only way to be certain of our own safety, and the safety of others on the campus."<br/><br/>Tabetha flicked her hat to one side and gave Kevin a devilish look.  "As much as it pains me to say it, we are all at London's mercy.  Either we accept his terms or risk becoming the victims of the batch of miscreants he replaces us with."