The Slime that Binds (Pvt)

If you were a sensible person in need of a highly radioactive material, where oh where would you go? A sensible person may order something online, there were many distributers of radioactive metals that catered to Universities and labs. Somebody a little more scrupulous may just take it from a more available source, like smoke detectors or really, really old paint. Chandre, however, wasn’t commonly blamed for being terribly sensible, and she went straight for the simplest route (or what she considered the simplest route). She had taken the time to find and impersonate a nuclear reactor technician, lived as him for a couple days until she found out where they kept their radioactive waste, a place she could very, very easily access! She didn’t even need to pretend to be anybody, she could just be herself which was at least a little refreshing. The ‘local’ nuclear reactor transported their waste to a mountain in the northern province of China, a hope skip and jump away for somebody who could travel through dimensions. Her garganta opened up at a scenic view looking over a small gate with a pair of Chinese soldiers standing guard, though clearly just trying to pass the time. Chandre ignored them and the heavily reinforced front gate for the air vent a few meters off to the side. The bars and grates didn’t keep her out, nor did the channel that was far too narrow for a normal sized person to fit through. She just slithered on through, changing size and shape accordingly until she came out in an office of some kind.

Hmm, je’ pense qu’il devrait y avoir une carte ici. she said, looking around for some directions. Mercifully, she didn’t have to look far as there was a large window overlooking a pool with many, many barrels all emblazoned with the universal symbol for radiation. Chandre hurried down some stairs and into a room where some people were getting into radiation suits to transport a new shipment into the pool. Chandre paid them little enough attention as she slithered into a suit of her own, grabbed a barrel and walked off with it under arm, stepping into a garganta so she didn’t have to drag a barrel of radioactive waste through a bunch of vents. The people back at the disposal facility were raising a bunch of alarms, but Chandre was just humming to herself pleasantly as she reappeared in her lab. Je vais juste vous definissez ici… She said, putting the barrel down next to her little toad like creation, placing the container in a very thick lead casing she had made before she left. The small port in the top allowed the radiation to leak just enough for her creation to syphon what it needed. She happily plopped her creature onto the large lead block, wondering briefly if she would have to consider lead poisoning at all, but just conceded that she could leave that for a ‘2.0’ version if need be. le prochain projet devrait etre un peu plus facile maintenant. She sighed, wondering which design would be next to hammer out.

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