Fox sits behind their desk, preparing their notes for SCP-C600's appointment and opening a cup of greek yogurt. At 9:02 AM, site security personnel escort SCP-C600 into Dr. Fox's office; one stays to supervise the interview, while the other leaves. As SCP-C600 enters, she fixes Dr. Fox a warm smile and sits down in her chair. Throughout the interview, her antennae move sporadically. C600: Good morning, Dr. Fox! Fox: Good morning, Melithea. Aren't you forgetting something, Foxy? SCP-C600 holds out her right pointer finger. A globule of honey begins to form at her fingertip, threatening to drizzle onto the desk. C600: I can put this anywhere you want. Dr. Fox quickly moves their cup of yogurt to capture the stream of honey coming from SCP-C600's hand. Fox: Oh, thank you. SCP-C600 stops producing honey once Dr. Fox's yogurt is adequately topped. She puts the finger in her mouth, conspicuously licking off the extra honey. This content was created with the he lp of GSA C ontent Gen er ator Dem oversion.
C600: You know, one day you'll forget to bring that yogurt. Dr. Fox picks up a spoon and begins to consume the yogurt and honey. Fox: And then I'll find somewhere else to put it. I appreciate the gesture, it's very flattering. But even if I wanted to, licking a patient's fingers would break a lot of rules. SCP-C600 sighs and sinks into her chair, annoyed. C600: Let me guess, too intimate? Fox: Among other reasons. C600: Hmph. You guys don't make any sense. C600: I'm already everywhere in this site, all the time. Why can't I have some fun with it? Fox: Well, eating your honey is pretty different from physically touching you. C600: No, I told you, I can see my aura in everyone who eats it. I am literally, physically inside you right now. But somehow my hands are a step too far? SCP-C600 abruptly slams her fist on the desk, visibly shaking.
The security guard steps forward; Dr. Fox holds up a hand, signaling him to stop. C600: This is bullshit! Melithea, it's alright. Here. SCP-C600, still shaking, stands up. Dr. Fox does as well, then walks around to SCP-C600's side of the desk. The two embrace silently for several seconds as SCP-C600 steadies herself. Her antennae probe Dr. Fox's face. After the hug, each returns to their seat. Fox: Thank you for the honey, by the way. It's delicious, as always. C600: I'm… glad you like it. SCP-C600 sits up straight and smiles. She is flushed, but seemingly unbothered. Fox: Are you good to continue? Fox: That's good to hear. So, I was about to ask - did you have time to think about what happened with Researcher Quinn on Thursday? C600: He's definitely evil. Fox: Do you think he's dangerous? C600: Spiritually, yes. He's probably a minor chaos gorgonic, given the red tendrils his aura gives off. If he had some of my honey, I could just purify him myself, but he's too clever for that.
Dr. Fox finishes eating the yogurt and sets the container aside. Fox: And what do you mean by 'purify', here? C600: If he's just possessed by a gorgonic, he'll be freed from its control. If he's an incarnate, he would be obliterated. Fox: Okay. How do you feel you handled the situation? C600: Bad, I guess. Fox: He is. And, moreover, outbursts like that are why your request to mingle with personnel was denied. SCP-C600 begins to slump in its seat. C600: I, uh, I can't really count on the Foundation to banish the darkness, huh. SCP-C600 starts secreting a small amount of honey from its tear ducts. Fox: I don't think it's good to dwell on what you can't do. There's still a lot you can do, even in your position, to make things better. C600: Like with my honey. Fox: Exactly. Tons of people here eat it, which means you're helping to protect them, right? Fox: And even if you're not helping someone out with anything, you can still lift their spirits, or uh, vibrations, right?
Most of the time you're a pleasure to be around. SCP-C600 wipes some of the honey away from its eyes. C600: Most of the time? Fox: Well, yes. When you lashed out at Researcher Quinn, that wasn't much fun for anyone. SCP-C600 bursts into laughter for about 20 seconds. Dr. Fox chuckles briefly as well. C600: That's so true! Everyone fell out of harmony when I started yelling. I thought it was Quinn, but gorgonics can't do that! Fox: That's right, they can't. And, given that you still didn't get rid of Researcher Quinn… SCP-C600 considers the prompt briefly, still grinning. C600: I probably should have just kept it to myself. Fox: There you go. You don't have to be friendly with anyone you don't want to, but I think keeping things polite would be a great way for you to do good. C600: Makes sense to me. I guess I can try that. Fox: I'm glad to hear it. So, how are you feeling about this? C600: Well, it does suck that I can't really come into my own as the embodiment of benevolence, but… I'll figure something out. I'm still pretty powerful. Fox: You're really handling it well. I'm proud of you, Melithea. C600: Aw, thanks! Is there anything else? I kind of want to get to breakfast. Fox: No, that's all from me. I'll see you next Thursday. Dr. Fox stands up, followed by SCP-C600. They shake hands briefly. SCP-C600 heads towards the door. Site security escorts SCP-C600 out of Dr. Fox's office.
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The SCP Commune
por Vickie Quinn (2023-07-05)
Fox sits behind their desk, preparing their notes for SCP-C600's appointment and opening a cup of greek yogurt. At 9:02 AM, site security personnel escort SCP-C600 into Dr. Fox's office; one stays to supervise the interview, while the other leaves. As SCP-C600 enters, she fixes Dr. Fox a warm smile and sits down in her chair. Throughout the interview, her antennae move sporadically. C600: Good morning, Dr. Fox! Fox: Good morning, Melithea. Aren't you forgetting something, Foxy? SCP-C600 holds out her right pointer finger. A globule of honey begins to form at her fingertip, threatening to drizzle onto the desk. C600: I can put this anywhere you want. Dr. Fox quickly moves their cup of yogurt to capture the stream of honey coming from SCP-C600's hand. Fox: Oh, thank you. SCP-C600 stops producing honey once Dr. Fox's yogurt is adequately topped. She puts the finger in her mouth, conspicuously licking off the extra honey. This content was created with the he lp of GSA C ontent Gen er ator Dem oversion.
C600: You know, one day you'll forget to bring that yogurt. Dr. Fox picks up a spoon and begins to consume the yogurt and honey. Fox: And then I'll find somewhere else to put it. I appreciate the gesture, it's very flattering. But even if I wanted to, licking a patient's fingers would break a lot of rules. SCP-C600 sighs and sinks into her chair, annoyed. C600: Let me guess, too intimate? Fox: Among other reasons. C600: Hmph. You guys don't make any sense. C600: I'm already everywhere in this site, all the time. Why can't I have some fun with it? Fox: Well, eating your honey is pretty different from physically touching you. C600: No, I told you, I can see my aura in everyone who eats it. I am literally, physically inside you right now. But somehow my hands are a step too far? SCP-C600 abruptly slams her fist on the desk, visibly shaking.
The security guard steps forward; Dr. Fox holds up a hand, signaling him to stop. C600: This is bullshit! Melithea, it's alright. Here. SCP-C600, still shaking, stands up. Dr. Fox does as well, then walks around to SCP-C600's side of the desk. The two embrace silently for several seconds as SCP-C600 steadies herself. Her antennae probe Dr. Fox's face. After the hug, each returns to their seat. Fox: Thank you for the honey, by the way. It's delicious, as always. C600: I'm… glad you like it. SCP-C600 sits up straight and smiles. She is flushed, but seemingly unbothered. Fox: Are you good to continue? Fox: That's good to hear. So, I was about to ask - did you have time to think about what happened with Researcher Quinn on Thursday? C600: He's definitely evil. Fox: Do you think he's dangerous? C600: Spiritually, yes. He's probably a minor chaos gorgonic, given the red tendrils his aura gives off. If he had some of my honey, I could just purify him myself, but he's too clever for that.
Dr. Fox finishes eating the yogurt and sets the container aside. Fox: And what do you mean by 'purify', here? C600: If he's just possessed by a gorgonic, he'll be freed from its control. If he's an incarnate, he would be obliterated. Fox: Okay. How do you feel you handled the situation? C600: Bad, I guess. Fox: He is. And, moreover, outbursts like that are why your request to mingle with personnel was denied. SCP-C600 begins to slump in its seat. C600: I, uh, I can't really count on the Foundation to banish the darkness, huh. SCP-C600 starts secreting a small amount of honey from its tear ducts. Fox: I don't think it's good to dwell on what you can't do. There's still a lot you can do, even in your position, to make things better. C600: Like with my honey. Fox: Exactly. Tons of people here eat it, which means you're helping to protect them, right? Fox: And even if you're not helping someone out with anything, you can still lift their spirits, or uh, vibrations, right?
Most of the time you're a pleasure to be around. SCP-C600 wipes some of the honey away from its eyes. C600: Most of the time? Fox: Well, yes. When you lashed out at Researcher Quinn, that wasn't much fun for anyone. SCP-C600 bursts into laughter for about 20 seconds. Dr. Fox chuckles briefly as well. C600: That's so true! Everyone fell out of harmony when I started yelling. I thought it was Quinn, but gorgonics can't do that! Fox: That's right, they can't. And, given that you still didn't get rid of Researcher Quinn… SCP-C600 considers the prompt briefly, still grinning. C600: I probably should have just kept it to myself. Fox: There you go. You don't have to be friendly with anyone you don't want to, but I think keeping things polite would be a great way for you to do good. C600: Makes sense to me. I guess I can try that. Fox: I'm glad to hear it. So, how are you feeling about this? C600: Well, it does suck that I can't really come into my own as the embodiment of benevolence, but… I'll figure something out. I'm still pretty powerful. Fox: You're really handling it well. I'm proud of you, Melithea. C600: Aw, thanks! Is there anything else? I kind of want to get to breakfast. Fox: No, that's all from me. I'll see you next Thursday. Dr. Fox stands up, followed by SCP-C600. They shake hands briefly. SCP-C600 heads towards the door. Site security escorts SCP-C600 out of Dr. Fox's office.
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