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[rayneonmyparade]

Deidre, delighted to have a guest, has made sure her lab is tidied up from the last experiment. Each subject (two men, four women) is locked up neatly in their cages. She double-checks the locks, and makes sure they're all alive and physically well -- the ones that have already been experimented on actually flinch as she passes, the two that have

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[notsogoldenbook]

Crane looks the tiniest bit disturbed by this, peering at each individual with a modicum of concern in his eyes. "Well. When you said large, you weren't joking around, were you?"

[rayneonmyparade]

She shrugs. "I wasn't. Speaking of not joking around -- please don't go anywhere in this mansion without me." She offers a smile that's not entirely reassuring. "I wouldn't want anything to happen to you."

She fetches her notes, and goes to one of the locked bookshelves. She rests her palm against the enchanted glass until the lock clicks open, and gets out a large black book. She catches the concern in his look.

"They're all in perfect physical condition, I assure you." She neglects to mention the two cases of madness and one suicide her experiments have already produced. She prefers not to dwell on failure.

In the corner of the room, there's a body laid out, under a sheet. Dee has yet to get started on raising the cheerleaders she killed as zombies to attack her old school prom. She frowns a bit, and then the table and body vanish under an illusion, as if that corner has been empty the entire time.

[notsogoldenbook]

Crane smiles at her, a bit disconcerted. "Of course not. How...Draculian of you to think of it."

He's too busy watching her patients to notice the disappearing body trick. "Physical, yes. How are they mentally?"

[rayneonmyparade]

She almost laughs at the 'Draculian' comment, but refrains. Besides, she's seen the Dracula at Transgression, and really. Rats? Move with the times, people.

"Mentally..." She purses her lips and looks over the four with the magic burns. "Still sane...it doesn't work as well on a broken mind." Best not to wonder how she knows this. "But he," she points to the first cage, "is about nearing breaking point, so he won't be having anything more done to him."

By her. She promised Xander the men when she was done with them.