((Great, thanks! Yeah it actually took me a couple days to sit down and tackle it. I'm not even sure if I even did it right... but lets see.))
"You don't mind getting up this early, do you Paul?" Josie clung to the side of the pool, catching her breath. Every day started with a few laps. Staying in shape was important to her; she could smile when she looked in the mirror, and her body felt as energetic as her mind usually was. Paul, a security officer, met her here every weekday morning with two cups of coffee and a non-lethal tranquilizer pistol.
"Not at all, Ms. Winters." He was always brief. Josie had tried everything to see if he would drop his dutiful demeanor: gifts, card tricks, humor, seduction, tardiness, bullying. The farthest she ever got was getting him to call her 'Ms. Winters' instead of 'Subject 23'. Oh, and there was that one time he chuckled at that knock knock joke.
Of course, all of that was just to distract Josie from the reality of her situation. She was dangerous, perhaps deadly, due to her mutation and her inability to control it. She understood that, and Security Guard Paul definitely understood that.
She pulled herself out of the water and began walking towards Paul, who, though much more comfortable with Josie now, maintained guardlike posture. The water on her skin hastily evaporated, and she was dry before not 4 paces from the pool. "I see you've been practicing," Paul said, noticing her display of control. "You're glad I didn't irradiate the room," she replied. It was a self-deprecating reference to her mutation procedure.
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