Thread: Jenova High: Whispered Truths (As Day Fades & darkest_fate)

Hojo, quite simply, would become perturbed if this was the sort of resistance he was going to get. He wasn't there yet. Right now Tifa just caused his upper lip to find slight curve, his brows to come together a bit. It was still a bit away. But they were just getting started too - there was no need for pushback this early on. What's going on, standing a few feet in front of the line of girls, dark hair falling about either side of his face, long white lab coat cascading down his form, clipboard held to one side, is you are all here to aid in the betterment of SeeD. Whether it's to create new weaponry or drugs, or whatever borderless scientific experimentation allows us to develop, I have a feeling that those trials that go well here over the next several months will become commonplace in the field. The Headmaster has given me complete authority to select those I feel best suited for this role, as well as complete freedom to pursue whatever avenue of thought which may lead to merited results. ...Does this suffice? You should all be very grateful and enthusiastic right now. He exhaled. To think, having to explain himself to a bunch of students! So what if they hadn't been told? They didn't need to be. I would have liked to have seen a stronger show of obedience before questioning your betters, he commented, looking to each of the four girls briefly, to Tifa twice, then turning, walking to the nearest of the rows of tables. He picked up a long white aluminum bottle with a spray nozzle, a length of small-type red wording written vertically around most of its length. Turning and walking back to the line of girls, he headed to Tifa first, Unless your vowed devotion to this establishment is really that fickle. A long, measuring, bespectacled look was paid the black-haired teen, Hojo standing maybe six or eight inches from her. The bottle was brought up without word and its thin mist was squirted forth right at Tifa's face he continued numerous times, spraying her forehead and hair, the sides of her hair, her shoulders, her arms, chest, front of her skirt, even shooting aiming it once beneath her skirt and shooting up before continuing onto her long, strong legs. You're all disgusting with germs, came the belated address. He started walking around Tifa now, spraying her up and down the sides, and up and down the back. This is a water-based mixture filled with safe chemicals that will mostly sterilize you. We aren't working in the sort of place where microbiology necessitates pure sterilization, so there's no need for the bulky equipment that would do it properly, but this will eliminate most of what you've brought in, keeping this place clean. He was on to Yuna at this point, starting at the brunette's back and gradually working around her, skimping no part as he sprayed the mist on her clothing and skin alike, even that whorish thing she called a top. The same treatment was given to the next two girls, the apparent obedient, respectful one and the forward Al Bhed. When it was all done he came to stand in front of Selphie, passing the bottle to the same hand that held the clipboard. Seeing as she was the only one who had fully listened, Hojo's slender fingers slid into the top of her brunette hair, the girl barely above waist height with her kneel, setting his hand there. Looking about to the other three, Well?