#chemistwithslippers

(Previous) Judith blinked at the kiosk as it played out their wait time. What joy! With a grin, she scuttled over towards the toys, and she pulled up one of the seats, admiring the playset closest to her, the bead maze. They immediately began pushing and proding the multicolored bulbs through their respective trams. She thought for a moment, then she maneuvered the beads all to one side. She sat back, satisfied with the neatness, a stark contrast to her laboratory. She hummed a chuckle, then grabbed one of the dinosaur toys. She rested her elbow on the table with her other arm, then with laze, made the small dinosauria gnaw at the beads, like a large lizard terrorizing a town. She smiled to herself, completely forgetting where she was or what she was supposed to be doing…

After approximately thirteen minutes a heavyset scientist walked behind Judith and cheerfully spoke at a fast pace. “I’m glad you’re having fun!” Professor Veronica Ratcliffe’s wide smile made it clear that she was genuine.

“Y’know, a lot of watchdogs like to act like they’re above playing with these nifty gizmos.” She paused to giggle. “But they usually play with them when they think nobody's looking!”

Then she walked over to the inner set of doors, scanned her key card, and ushered her visitor inside. The Lab Animal Breeding and Care Facility Ratporium was far larger than other laboratories. Yet it made good use of its space with tightly packed shelves loaded with everything required to keep lab animals.

Meanwhile Professor Ratcliffe had been spouting rat facts with every step. Some were about using them as experimental subjects. Some were about why they were cute. Some were frankly a little disturbing. Her cheery tone remained despite the darker “fun facts.”

The main lab, the one were test subjects were kept, was an elevator ride up. It still had some shelving with goods & smaller cages but much of the floor space was filled with large pens.

Professor Ratcliffe finally stopped talking about rats to put the rat riding her pocket in the “Nice Rat” pen. Then she exchanged it for the rat most insistent on getting in her hands before

“So what brings you here?” The professor asked as she sat at her desk stationed near the middle of the pens. She gestured at the stool next to her with her shoulder while getting her tablet out.

(prev) Fez hissed as the laser knocked him to the ground. His shoulder burned, a seared hole directly on the blade. He groaned as he dizzily was yanked by his neck. Immediately, he began to struggle, although anytime he moved, he ached. “Wait! Wait! Amy— Come on! We’re friends, carnal! Please— Please! Don’t hurt me—” He panted, grabbing and worming. Judith came up from behind the corner. She furrowed her gaze and aimed for the ground. The rifle made a sharp bubbling charge as it powered up, and then she fired two warning shots towards them, inches away from Amy’s side. The green sludge piled upon itself, and then as it soaked into the floor, it enlarged and smoked as the tile began to morph, turning the floor into melting, cracking shrapnel, leaving a large chasm in the ships terrain. What was left was a ring of fire and blackened fumes. “Let him go.” She said simply, aiming at Amy.

“Be a friend and unlock the glorndamn door or give me your fuckin’ badge or something!” Amy snarled, ready to knock Fez out and take the badge for herself. But her plan came to a halt when suddenly the floor and part of the wall near her were decimated by some freaky green goo.

Amy stumbled away from the horrific mess, wincing as some of the floor shrapnel reached her, but her arm was still clutched around Fez’s neck. She looked beyond the science wing door to see the other science nerd with a gun, ready to fire again at her. Glorn fucking damn it! Everyone was getting in her way!

Amy quickly stepped back and forced Fez around so he was angled in front of her. “Make me, bitch!” she shouted. But shouting like that made her cough— rather violently. She let go of Fez as she choked on the fumes produced by corrosive chemicals and melting architecture. Her eye started to sting. 

[text] ouuhh judith I'm SCARED I'm in too deep, yes, the meditation, look i don't really have time at the moment I've got all this shit I have to pull off

[text] cult is after me

Please fill out a formal request explaining exactly why you need it and how it will benefit the Hater Empire.

(prev) Judith happily listened along, swinging her legs while she sat in her chair. When Bert mentioned someone else, she moved her head to stare at the entrance of her lab. She was slightly nervous at the idea of another person who she didn’t know entering. Then, when she heard shuffling and scampering, she turned their head to be greeted by the lovely Sherri Jr! “Ah! ¡La mujercita!” She shut her eye in a smile, then began to pet her delicately. “Hello, the dignified Sherri Jr!” She looked to Bert, then once the cake and present was pulled out of the carrier, addressed from Teddy, she frowned deeply. Her heart was aching and painfully mornful for their friend. She took the gift and sighed softly. “That was really nice of him.” She murmured, taking the cake and opening it up to take a bite. She missed Teddy. She could only imagine how much Bert did as well. They shook her head, then blinked. It was her celebration! She should bring the mood back up, even if it would be nicer if Teddy was with the both of them. “What’d he get me?” They asked with their mouth full, taking the gift again and beginning to tear it open with a small grin.

Bert’s smile wavered upon seeing Judith’s doleful expression when they received the gifts from Teddy, knowing how she must be feeling. But he maintained his positive attitude and added, “He is a nice guy!”

Bert watched Judith open the gift with anticipation. “I believe it is material that may help with your incredible marvelous spectacular EFFI!”

(Previous) Once Judith’s brother had fallen to the ground, hacking and bloody, she made sure Amy had left for certain. She let out a trembling sigh and put her blaster away. Once Teddy had cleared the area, they ran to Fez’ aid, hovering over his body to try and scoop him up into her arms. “Fez?” She whispered, staring at him. After Fez continued to cough without saying anything, weakly laying on the tiles, she snaked her limbs beneath him and picked him up, getting some red staining from his wound onto her coat. “Alright, come on—” She heaved, holding him to her chest. “It's— gonna be okay.” She said as she walked closer to Teddy. “He’s alive.” She sighed, a hollow look in her eye. “We need to work quickly.” Fez had his eyelid bolted shut, his breathing was ragged, but he stayed silent other than the occasional sharp breath. Finally, however, after being jossidled and shot at, he spoke. “Thanks…” He mumbled, voice gravely, followed by an, “Ow.”

When Teddy first got a good look at Fez’ injury he briefly stiffened before whipping his first aid kit out. At least he could see the distinctive char marks and blood on his relatively-light suit.

“Put him down flat. Gently,” Teddy flatly said as he pulled out his first aid kit. Once Judith did he put sanitary gloves on while squatting down.

“Call the emergency line,” he said as he pressed a cloth to his wound. It was quickly turning red despite the cauterization caused by the laser beam. “Tell them he has an open pneumothorax. Likely a perforating wound.”

He hoped that Judith either knew what he was talking about or at least how to how to pronounce it. Nothing good would come from telling Fez that he had a sucking chest wound. (An apt yet appropriately terrifying name for a punctured, leaking lung.)

Once Teddy was done giving Judith immediate instructions he glanced at Fez for a moment and briskly said, “Stop talking.” While he was disinfecting the wound he realized that he should clarify. “Need your air.”

Then he cut a hole in his shirt to apply a square bandage— temporarily sealing the hole in his lung— and went back to keeping pressure on his wound. Now all he could do was limit the bleeding.

(Previous) Judith tensed when the doors opened automatically. She paused for a beat, and with hesitance, she stepped inside. She creeped up to the kiosk, staring at the options. “Hmm…” She murmured, rubbing the top of her head. With an adjustment of her glass, she selected the request help button since she had never been at the Rat Emporium before. While she waited, she held her hands in her lab coat pockets. She glanced over at the toys excitedly. A part of her urged themself to go play at their hearts content, but she decided to stay put and watch at a distance.

“Hello and welcome to the Ratporium!” A bubbly, high-pitched voice played from the kiosk. “I’m currently in the middle of something but I’ll be with you soon!”

@stuckinuniformdevelopment

Teddy immediately whirled around at the sound of lasers whizzing by and rushed back into the lab while pulling Judith along by the wrist. Then he continued to run until they were able to duck behind a corner and got his holographic Skullship map up on his phone to search for an alternative route. In his haste, the fate of their brother went unheeded. (Not that he cared about that dick anyways.)

@detective-fez

Judith yelped once she saw the firearm in this strangers’ hands. She reached for Teddy, but he had already gotten a firm grip on her, and she ran along with him to hide in a corner. In her haste, she had left the only blood relation she knew of to die. The thought snapped her out of her panic, and she went for her labcoat. They took a deep breath, struggling to think of a plan as she unbuttoned her jacket, taking out EFFI, her lifes work. She cocked her blaster and peered out of the corner to her horror, her brother was in a heap of trouble. Fez wordlessly tightened his fists, anger bleeding. He knew in his own mind that his sickened morals needed him to be brave instead of a narcissistic coward. He ducked underfire and sprinted to take down Amy by tackling her.

Seeing Bowtie abscond with the other nerd snapped Amy out of her trigger-happy shooting, which unfortunately made her keenly aware of the detective charging at her. As a knee-jerk reaction, she shot at him, hitting him in the shoulder. 

Amy wasn’t done with Fez yet. Once he was down, she bolted over and clutched her arm around his head in a lock, roughly lifted him up and started dragging him toward the science wing door, all while keeping a firm grip on her blaster.