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a charming little cubicle
Maybe the real unethical experimentation on nonconsenting subjects was the friends we made along the way

Lucky is going to be having words with Command, she's thinking to herself as she tries to find her way around the labyrinth that is this place. They were, to be fair, totally correct about the overall level of security here, but that's because it seems that the two los lowest basement levels of the Regenschirm Somatology Laboratory don't need security, because all of the experiments have breached containment who knows how long ago and anyone foolish enough to try to infiltrate it via the sewers will be taken care of by said experiments long before they ever become an actual security issue to the scientists. 

There's still power, probably because the entire lab shares a grid, but the creatures have caused sufficient damage that the lights are few and far between, with many of them having been destroyed or hanging pathetically from wires that go into holes in the ceiling. Coupled with the facts that many of the walls have been destroyed, that piles of rubble and old electronics litter the floor, and that the original layout of the place was probably created by someone who lost touch with reality a decade prior, and she stands by her description of the place as a "labyrinth".

But you know what? She could have dealt with that. She could've dealt with poorly lit corridors and mazelike passages and escaped horrors beyond her comprehension just fine. The problem she's having is that the escaped horrors aren't beyond her comprehension. In fact, quite the opposite, they are well within her comprehension. Because they're people. 

They look kind of like ghosts, in that they don't seem to be fully in this dimension and when you look away it feels like they kind of flicker at the edge of your vision, but they're definitely way, way more solid than the stories she's heard have led her to believe ghosts would be. And their faces are almost creepier for being perfectly blank and placid rather than expressing any emotions. And many of them are clones of each other. And they use real person Skills and they have actual tactics and the only reason they haven't killed her and Gonie given their numbers is that it seems like their short-term memory is, approximately, not, and when they're not actively aware of the presence of living humans or being agitated by others nearby they seem happy to roam aimlessly and not hurt anyone.

Their tactical ability was still good enough to separate her and Gonie, though. Fuck that mage and her Ice Wall very, very much. 

So Lucky's invisible right now, and her invisibility is good enough as long as she doesn't run into a clone of the archer or the monk or that fucking rogue, but she needs to find an exit. In the worst case she'll activate her suicide contingency but that'd be expensive and she didn't even get to explode anything. Not that there's much of value she could explode down here, it seems, but still, it's the principle of the thing. 

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a charming little cubicle
Maybe the real unethical experimentation on nonconsenting subjects was the friends we made along the way

Lucky is going to be having words with Command, she's thinking to herself as she tries to find her way around the labyrinth that is this place. They were, to be fair, totally correct about the overall level of security here, but that's because it seems that the two los lowest basement levels of the Regenschirm Somatology Laboratory don't need security, because all of the experiments have breached containment who knows how long ago and anyone foolish enough to try to infiltrate it via the sewers will be taken care of by said experiments long before they ever become an actual security issue to the scientists. 

There's still power, probably because the entire lab shares a grid, but the creatures have caused sufficient damage that the lights are few and far between, with many of them having been destroyed or hanging pathetically from wires that go into holes in the ceiling. Coupled with the facts that many of the walls have been destroyed, that piles of rubble and old electronics litter the floor, and that the original layout of the place was probably created by someone who lost touch with reality a decade prior, she stands by her description of the place as a "labyrinth".

But you know what? She could have dealt with that. She could've dealt with poorly lit corridors and mazelike passages and escaped horrors beyond her comprehension just fine. The problem she's having is that the escaped horrors aren't beyond her comprehension. In fact, quite the opposite, they are well within her comprehension. Because they're people. 

They look kind of like ghosts, in that they don't seem to be fully in this dimension and when you look away it feels like they kind of flicker at the edge of your vision, but they're definitely way, way more solid than the stories she's heard have led her to believe ghosts would be. And their faces are almost creepier for being perfectly blank and placid rather than expressing any emotions. And many of them are clones of each other. And they use real person Skills and they have actual tactics and the only reason they haven't killed her and Gonie given their numbers is that it seems like their short-term memory is, approximately, not, and when they're not actively aware of the presence of living humans or being agitated by others nearby they seem happy to roam aimlessly and not hurt anyone.

Their tactical ability was still good enough to separate her and Gonie, though. Fuck that mage and her Ice Wall very, very much. 

So Lucky's invisible right now, and her invisibility is good enough as long as she doesn't run into a clone of the archer or the monk or that fucking rogue, but she needs to find an exit. In the worst case she'll activate her suicide contingency but that'd be expensive and she didn't even get to explode anything. Not that there's much of value she could explode down here, it seems, but still, it's the principle of the thing.