Some kind of "Post-Uranium RP" - Now finished and open for questions!

[Lord Windos]

(I'm going to try something different from my long posts, and try to create a more open dialogue between characters. Tell me what you thing of it)

As Lucille came to and observed her surroundings, the door at the other end of the room unlocked with a *click*, and swung inwards. Like a grim Spector from the shadow, the now concealed scientist ghosted its way into the room, and made its way towards the nuclear bitch. With the look of pure hatred and fear adorning her face, he'd say that she is well and truly wide awake, and just about ready to began her life therapy lessons. But first, he has to check to see if she settled in alright. After all, as both the host and consuler of this session, its his duty to ensure the best care for his patient as possible....

"Well well, looks like someone finally woke up from their nap. I'd offer you some coffee to drink, but you seem tied up at the moment," he said, meaningfully glancing at the restraints the empathetic monster was currently bound by. Chuckling, he spread his hand to the side, seemingly oblivious to the state their captive'captive' audience. Oh, how he has dream and waited for this day to come, for him to finally be able to meet out justice to the irradiated fuck. Given the grief she has put not only him, but tens of thousands of people through, he was going to make every second of their time together a experience she will NEVER forget.

While it face was obscured, its body language was more than enough to broadcast its surprise. "Oh forgive me, where are my manners? I never got the chance to introduce myself to you! Since we had such a thoughtful and engaging discussion last time, it completely slipped my mind! I must be a total Ig-uraniumous to forget such a important thing..."

The cloacked man the bowed to Lucille, one arm tucked behind its back while the other one was still stretch to the side, hand open up in a sign of greeting. He said, "Well, l will fix that. My name is Sanscuyllizica Zachariah, but you can call me Sans. I bet you have some question as to why you are here. You might as well ask them now, and get that business out of the way before we begin... your first round of therapy."

Silence stretch across the room, as calm stared at the waste of breath that is Lucille, still bowing to her.

(Your scene now. Depending on how you respond, things can become better or worse for her. Oh, and he will not kill her; you should be more worried about what he did to Nucleon.......)