Of course the Doc didn`t came back with any kind of promise. And it was two days after the last private talking... so Lynn got a little nevous. The ammount of liqueur she got from the Nurses weren`t enough to satisfy her needs... or the needs of her little experiment, so she got closer to a Intern, just enough that he would think of getting a wonderful night if he just got her something good to drink. And because he knew the way around women, he brought Kao Liang, whom is rare and strong in both measures. Of course the Guardian in her body prevented any kind of fun she planned with this young guy, he lies now in the bathtub, drugged from a well-placed hit with her fist. Now she tries the alcoholic. It didn`t taste good, but it slowly fogged her mind. But the voice of the Guardian doesn`t vanish, it grews louder. "The best paint thinner but the worst wine ever invented." it mocks her now forcing her hand to move the bottle to her lips once again, taking a big swig. Angry at her loss of controll again, she focussed hard, her eyes turning white and slowly her mind drifted to that special.... meeting place, as she called it everytime.
It was a place in her mind. The place, everyone watches and waits. The walls are surrounded by monitors, transmitting every moment through her eyes. Her eyelids, slowed down to the increased speed of her brain, closed once in three hours, spreading a blackout for the monitors for minutes. Now, with no one in controll, the monitors just stared upon the wall. In the middle of the room was her throne. It was poor quality and old and...dusty. She was created there. Not even her knows how, she just... started to exist here. And she was in controll.
Looking down on her, she recognized her Uniform for the Red Hessians. Her body was again the age of fifteen... younger, less muscular, her hair in the wonderful tone of blue she took since.... that day... Not to compare to the jeans-and-shirt girl sobbing behind the throne. "Lydia. Come out." she ordered, getting a high-pitched shreak out of her. She moved away from her too. Lynn could sense her fear... she could taste it. And that is why she loved to pick on her. Even though the body of Lydia was older and stronger, something about there just called for punishment. Maybe it was this stupid blonde ponytail...
Grabbing the Hair of her other personality, she holds her down, kneeing on her chest. "Where is she? Where is the Guardian? Bring her out!" Pressing the knee down to the throat of her other self, she can feel her gasping for air. Poor girl... she never got the hang of it, how it works down here. But the Guardian does... and her attack was provocated this time. Lynn suddenly flew up, like pulled up on her wrists and ankles. Then she got slammed down into the ground with a sound, calling for smashed bones and cracked skulls. But then she stands up as if nothing happened. "Slick Move, Maam." she whispers with a smile, as her broken teeth slowly got in order again. "I would do the same, but you just want to be the good girl... but then you attacked that Intern. What the hell is wrong with you?" Right across her moved a single black kimono, a traditional cut, but nothing else, filled with a female body with no patterns on her face or skin or anything else. It was completely... grey. Like a moving statue, made by someone not very good at the details. And it is holding glowing chains, who vanished in mid air, but surely are connected to Lynn.
"You can`t get me out of here with anything. It is for the better good. But your thought was good. I chained you away There for so long thanks to Cardamine." Her finger slowly moves to the end of the room, where fog slowly vanishes to give sight to iron bars holding down something blue and skin-colored. "Yeah... but then you freed me. You needed the space, hm?" Lynn stretched, then suddenly launching herself at that grey women, first with a rotating kick, then with the back of her hand to the non-existant nose. The body didn`t move and the shattering of bones appeared again. And again, Lynn felt down, holding her broken foot. "Someday I will find a way.... " she bickered, waiting for the bones to reconstruct. The Kimono walked towards the iron bars, holding one hand inside. "Good little one... do you have enough toys inside? If you need something... call me. I am going to protect you all the time..." the Kimono whispers in a motherly voice to the alien being in the fog. As it comes closer you can see a blue creature, morphing to other forms every second, snarling, barking and hissing at every direction. The only thing staying the same is his neck, where a chain moves towards a young girl, maybe two or three years old, babbling to herself in a little corner. The girl smiles wide at the kimono, in a cute voice: "Dada" it called before playing with her toys again.
"It took every ounce of Power of our body to fight it back. It was strong... but it didn`t expect to fight four of us." Lynn whispers, now sitting on her throne. "But it gave us strength. Of course we have to throw it out as soon as we leave the station, but until then...." She stopped for a moment. "You know he lied to us. All doctors do. I found the cameras and destroyed them. And you know Nina is in here. And even if he doesn`t find her, whoever she is, then she doesn`t want to be found by him. Or he is incapable. But for both reasons, we can`t expect more help from him. Let me have my way." The kimono turned from the iron bars, looking at Lynn. Waiting. Thinking. A whole hour passed outside until she came to her senses again. A long time outside but an eternity inside. "In Twenty Hours. Then you can search for yourself. In Moderation of course."