Novel & Cerita I'm Something Of A Scientist Myself

Which in this case, was all the intel I could get on one, Stacy Miller. Since undoubtedly that was the case, I waved her towards the seat that was opposite from me. “It better make sense,” I muttered under my breath. The truth of the matter was, here in the labs might be constantly interesting, as the young scientists that were under me had their minds filled with possibilities of what can and could have been. And I was here to give them the man power to turn those possibilities into the next realities. As interesting and fulfilling as that was, my personal life remained one word short of boring.

William immediately looked back when he heard a voice calling his name. He was surprised to see a foreign man in this house. Curiosity wanted to immediately ask him. “Sorry, who are you?” William asked with a twinkle in his eye. “I'm John. A new gardener in the house, William! May I help you create a new file for your employer's presentation?” John actually asked William back by offering himself, who wanted to help him. “Don't! It's going to be a hassle for you later!” asked William, still confused.

I said, chuckling. "We, the nurses will help you recover from the pain. But you are your own doctor, you have to help yourself as well," she smiled. She reached for my arm and squeezed it. "I'm a good doctor," I smiled once again and she smiled back, "Of course, you are,"she answered. "But IRL, med is not my field," I laughed, "IKR. Because you're a social scientist. You love humans and their behaviors so much," she laughed back and all I could do was shrug and laugh.

He had succeeded where others had failed, where his mentor had failed. "I told you, didn’t I?" Leonard muttered to the shadows, his voice filled with conviction. "I told you, Mr. Sampson, that I would become the greatest scientist to ever live. I told you I would outdo you in every way. And look at me now—clones, perfect replicas of myself. Something you could never achieve."

I worked in a big, quiet lab by myself most days. The walls were white and cold, full of screens and machines that hummed softly. I was a scientist, and I had spent years on this cloning project. It was my secret dream, something no one else knew about. I wanted to make copies of myself, perfect duplicates, so I wouldn't have to be alone anymore. Not just for company, but for something more exciting. Something hot and wild that made my body tingle when I thought about it.

"Do not push it." Kael was quiet for a moment, his breathing shallow but steady. Then he turned his head slightly to look at me. "What do you do? For work, I mean. I know you are doing something well for yourself. You were always smart in school. Too smart to be stuck as a servant." I hesitated. I did not owe him an answer. But he was keeping his eyes open, and that was what mattered. "I am a research scientist. Among other things. But that is my main job."