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Quote from: Kyle MaJoi on April 20, 2015, 04:49:24 PMTwo of the troopers led Izumi to the genetics/cybernetics experimentation wing of the facility, which was filled with horrifically deformed test subjects and other unspeakable atrocities and weapons. Izumi was then led to a metal table.Only glancing momentarily at the grotesque forms around her, Izumi quivered in fright and whimpered softly to herself. Again, she scanned for partially open windows or cracked door that might give the quick fox a chance to escape, but much to her dismay none were available to her. She stared at the cold, metal table- unwilling to get on the table unless instructed to do, inwardly hoping the table wasn't for her as she tried to block out the pained sounds of experiments gone wrong.
Two of the troopers led Izumi to the genetics/cybernetics experimentation wing of the facility, which was filled with horrifically deformed test subjects and other unspeakable atrocities and weapons. Izumi was then led to a metal table.
One of the troopers forced her onto the table and strapped her onto it. "A very fine specimen indeed." One of the scientists said, "Now, I wonder what we could use it for. Perhaps cybernetic augmentations or genetic enhancement."