Thread: A Unique Opportunity {darkest_fate&Just Another King}

Rayen Yazzie took a deep breath as she felt the puffs of air around her. Pressurized, sanitized, cleansing air shot against her skin, making little bumps show upon it. It made the intricate tribal designs about her left forearm and right wrist look almost three dimension, Braille for the reading. It made her breath catch, her chest tighten. Twin dusky points of nipples formed upon her firm breasts. They'd just hit C's by most standards, somewhat generous, moreso given the mostly lean frame. Lush brown skin covered the rest of her, dotted without a hair below the waist. The lean body held a gentle curve, though the flesh about the abdomen had the tightness that showed that this particular scientist happened to take at least some care of her body as well as her mind. Long legs extended from there, and Rayen did at least wish they'd left her with shoes. Her hazel eyes flicked upward where a readout explained that they were eliminating outside containments. Eagerness gripped the young woman, her gaze locking on the readout as if it were a starting line. As soon as it allowed permission, she'd be allowed to enter, to actually see what had only been hinted at for the first time. All those years of studying, dedicating herself to science, working hard at connecting old myths, not just her own peoples', but universally, to realities. Rayen's graduate thesis had actually proposed with a great deal of proof, that these legends not only existed, but likely were out there now. Her committee had turned her down... until an agency had applied pressure. They'd offered her the degree and her job. Rayen took another deep breath, steadying herself. Years, so many years. Working to earn that scholarship. Earning ridicule for her appearance and her studies. Native American was bad enough, add on the jagged cut to what had been black hair so dark it almost shone blue... not to mention the brilliant red that streaked through it now, and she looked almost alternative. Her employment belied piercings, though she'd been tempted to pierce a nipple all the same. And she kept the tattoos simple the two tribals, and a small flower for her namesake upon her upper thigh. The sort a researcher of her caliber could have. Still, some almost assumed she was some sort of alt-model, a Suicide Girl instead of a scientist. The readout confirmed she was good to go. Rayen stepped forward to the next room. Twin sprayers lowered, spinning. Within moments, a skintight layer of nanofibre wove about her body, containing and protecting her from the worst of it. Of course, it also clung like a second skin, highlighting her for everyone to see. She glanced up, knowing they were observing her as she headed inward. The heat smacked her in the face, and she raised her hand. According to what she'd been told, she'd be receiving instructions only upon entrance. A specimen, some sort of new creature, mostly vegetable, but with an intelligence, would be waiting for her inside. Something fantastic... mandrake? Choking Creeper? Or maybe one of the many legends of her people? Rayen's excitement eclipsed the nagging feeling in her gut that they just might be asking something a little much of their new researcher. But given the pay, the situation, her drive... she'd do it. Now Rayen just had to figure out what it is.