[Ah...this is interesting for a number of reasons. The setting applies to the intellectual of her and though she cannot be as affected by it, she can glean what is meant to be happening, here.
And also change things.
Vivi bounds up to her and he's terribly cute like this, she always adores his energy, but his outfit is beyond precious and she makes a note to see his hair braided more often. You know, as a treat. Lily manipulates the setting subtly but it doesn't matter, it will always be as though this is how it always was:
There's a lascivious subtext and undercurrent to the work they do in the lab, but they still do work, take notes, projects, experiment. Sometimes, it's not even subtext, it's just text. But today is a little different and despite his energy, he's also secretly nervous because he couldn't help himself and had sex with one of his Mistress's project samples without permission. A big no-no, if there ever was one. He could have compromised the data!]
As a matter of fact, Vivi. There is. We'll be heading to my office. Follow me.
[Her voice is pleasant enough, not hinting at anything untoward. They frequently talk about work after the day's done over snacks so there's no reason to suspect anything is amiss, right? Right.
Lily is dressed severely, but with some, perhaps, ah, flourishes. Her pumps are slick and shiny and click almost dangerously against the floor with every step. She wears stockings for modesty, though the effect is ruined with her too-short skirt and the fact that the garter straps are visible. Her labcoat is longer, practically a duster, and she's wearing it over a sharply pressed blazer. Her hair is pinned up, though it is rather large, because her hair is terribly thick, but it is elegantly done. She, too, is wearing glasses.
The walk to her office is a little long (the better for him to stew), but they make it there and she starts to make them some tea and gather some snacks, a little post-work refresher for a job well done.]
III. YOU ASKED FOR THIS!!!
And also change things.
Vivi bounds up to her and he's terribly cute like this, she always adores his energy, but his outfit is beyond precious and she makes a note to see his hair braided more often. You know, as a treat. Lily manipulates the setting subtly but it doesn't matter, it will always be as though this is how it always was:
There's a lascivious subtext and undercurrent to the work they do in the lab, but they still do work, take notes, projects, experiment. Sometimes, it's not even subtext, it's just text. But today is a little different and despite his energy, he's also secretly nervous because he couldn't help himself and had sex with one of his Mistress's project samples without permission. A big no-no, if there ever was one. He could have compromised the data!]
As a matter of fact, Vivi. There is. We'll be heading to my office. Follow me.
[Her voice is pleasant enough, not hinting at anything untoward. They frequently talk about work after the day's done over snacks so there's no reason to suspect anything is amiss, right? Right.
Lily is dressed severely, but with some, perhaps, ah, flourishes. Her pumps are slick and shiny and click almost dangerously against the floor with every step. She wears stockings for modesty, though the effect is ruined with her too-short skirt and the fact that the garter straps are visible. Her labcoat is longer, practically a duster, and she's wearing it over a sharply pressed blazer. Her hair is pinned up, though it is rather large, because her hair is terribly thick, but it is elegantly done. She, too, is wearing glasses.
The walk to her office is a little long (the better for him to stew), but they make it there and she starts to make them some tea and gather some snacks, a little post-work refresher for a job well done.]
Take a seat.