Post by Leah Tome on Jan 20, 2019 5:47:20 GMT
The beeping of machines, the snarling and bellowing of experimental creatures, distant conversations, and the clicking or thudding of footfalls greeted Leah's ears from where she remained unseen, sitting atop the roof of a facility behind an air conditioning unit where she took the time to snack on some Pocky Sticks and to read a book to pass the time. The literature wasn't all that engaging, but it was a far cry better than listening to the pointless gossip between scientists or their scientific debates in the middle of their experiments. When a familiar voice stood out from the rest of the hustle and bustle of the labs, Leah closed the book, opened up her small bag, and deposited it inside for later. He was returning to his office, and if there was anything Leah learned in her line of work, it was that punctuality was of great importance.
The room was right below her, and she would wait for the tell-tale click of a closing door and listen for other voices. If he had guests, she would wait for their departure, but she could not detect any this time. When she heard the creaking of an office chair, she knew that was her cue to enter.
Leah wasn't one for dramatic entrances, but this method ensured that few witnessed or knew of their meetings. Altering her anatomical structure had become second nature to her at this point, almost as easy as taking a breath or blinking one's eyes. The woman phased through the roof, making a slow descent, until the last of her was freed from the ceiling of the office, and she landed on the floor in a silent crouch. Leah unfurled to her full height, approached the desk, clasped her hands behind her back, and spoke, "You wished to see me, sir?"
