Posted by Commander Dr. Royal Sinclair (Executive Officer) in R&D Office- Between Then and Now

Posted by Lieutenant Corinne Dalton (Scientist) in R&D Office- Between Then and Now
Life had settled into something of a rhythm between therapy, physio, studying, and building something of a social life. But for Corinne Dalton, the reality of her existence was still… weird. She wanted to just leap into life with this new body, but something was still off, something she couldn’t quite place her finger on. She thought back to the quarantine bay when she had awoken in this body and Cori could recall all the conversations perfectly.

Which is why she found herself at the R&D office’s door looking to talk with Solomon Kane. He had suggested it in his own way and for some reason she thought he might be able to help her or maybe just understand? Who knew. She still wasn’t wearing her uniform, and had opted for black leggings and a grey knit tunic with tall black boots. She pressed the chime and waited for the grumpy retort.

~Corinne Dalton

There was no grumpy retort, but the door slid open. As it did, BLARING music poured out of the room. A smooth, high pitched male voice sang out:

Watch me clinging to the beat
I had to fight to make it mine
That religion you could sink it neat
Just move your feet an’ you’ll feel fine

Who would be the fool to maybe
Trick a kiss in time
Who am I to say that’s crazy
Love will make you blind

In the church of the poison mind
(In the church of the poison mind)
In the church of the poison mind
(In the church of the poison mind)
In the church of the poison mind
(In the church of the poison mind)
(In the church of the poison mind)

Inside the mess and chaos of the Secure R&D Lab was a writhing mass of softly glowing blue cables connected to a biobed. The legs and lower torso of the R&D Chief stuck out from under the bed and he yelled over the music “Dalton! You see that data port by the main sensor display? Lick your finger and stick it in there!”

Kane, R&D
(with special thanks to Culture Club, ‘Church of the Poison Mind’)

The upbeat music made her jolt for a second before she broke into a grin. Cori wandered in, trying to assess the situation she was seeing. “You want me to stick my finger in a socket? Seriously? You do remember I’m organic now, yeah?”

~Corinne Dalton