than average.
“ Well isn ’ t that the popular question of the day? I know everything there is to know about how to administer it; everything there is to tell about how the bots are produced, and what they do. Yet, I still don ’ t know much as to why everyone is in a rush to get them . I f that ’ s what you ’ re asking, ” Max said in an exasperated tone. The adrenaline of the scare was starting to wear off, but a new type was beginning to kick in from her beauty.
“ Heh, figures. I already know why I want them, but you just might be my man. Tell me, do you have the capabilities to modify nanobots? I need something like them only…different. What I need, they don ’ t make. I heard you do the treatments, but can you modify them? ”
“ Modify an already extremely physically altering, highly dangerous nanobot? Here? In my office? Are you mad, woman? ”
“ Maybe. Of what concern is it to you? I am sorry to have wasted your time, doctor. Good day, ” she said politely and with a curtsy as she began to turn toward the door.
“ Wait! You came through that door like you were being chased or were coming to rob me only to ask me a crazy question, and I don ’ t even know your name. On top of that, you are the second person today to come into my office and inquire about the modifications. On top of that! Y ou appear to be a splicer. Before you go, please, entertain me. What do you want to know about this all for? And why the need to modify the bots? That ’ s a new one for me. ”
She smiled at him again and walked toward him. The skin - tight jumpsuit she was wearing was made for soldiers to fight without restraint from clothing. She was gorgeous, and every curve of her body was showing. She was clearly very sleek and muscular and even though the doctor had become accustomed to seeing patients naked, this one made his heart jump.
She walked right up to his desk and looked him in the eyes, let out a little purr, and reached out her hand to stroke his bangs. She took some of his hair and started twisting it in her fingers. Max stood there , looking annoyed. Despite her great beauty and the fact he was contemplating asking her out to dinner, he truly wanted answers to his questions. Also, he was wondering how much of a lunatic she was. He didn ’ t even know her name and she was touching him like they were old friends…or lovers.
“ Max, you haven ’ t changed a bit. Silly boy, you don ’ t even know the girl you went to school with ? Let ’ s see , I think we were in kindergart en together. Then again in the third grade and , oh yeah , all of high school. W as it all those years ? I feel like I forgot one, ” s he said playfully.
She knew his name. He had gone to school with her?
“ Uhhh, refresh my memory, ” he stated.
“ The name is Crimson, Crimson Rose. You recall, everyone made fun of me in school? Said I was insane? Said I lived too much in fantasy and not in the real world. You remember now, right? You even made that little chant about me, ” she said, not angry, just matter-of-fact, then dropped her hand back down to her side.
He remembered. There was always something amiss with her. She was odd. She was strange in school… She was homely and always dressed in an overly innocent motif . He never thought she would bloom into this mature, beautiful woman he saw in front of him. If he had, he maybe never would have made fun of her.
“ Yes, I remember, but that means you ’ re my age… You look good, ” he said with a gulp. “ Please forgive me. I was a child then . I was stupid . ”
She cut him off. “ Hell yeah you were, ugly too, so I didn ’ t care about your little chant. The reason I am here isn ’ t because of some score to settle or to rub anything in your face. I happened to be in the neighborhood and saw your office. I came in to ask if you could do the impossible, nothing more.
“ Don ’ t worry, you aren ’ t the first doctor I have asked and, with your answer,