A Nervous Gecko: Origin 2 of 2 (Being Rewritten)

A Nervous Gecko Part 1

It appears Professor Blackwood sent someone down here to evaluate us one by one. So, now I'm just sitting here in one of the sector 3 offices waiting. I...I really hope they don't ask any weird questions!

"W-w...why do I have to be interviewed when I should be helping Dr. Smith!"

Right as that vocalized thought left my mouth, the door to the office opened. I immediately covered my mouth, hoping they didn't hear me.

(Interviewer: "Good evening, Mr. Streusel.")

Oh no no no, they definitely heard me! Oh man, I'm so embarrassed! I thought while covering my mouth.

"G...good ebming"

CRAP! Why did I say that!? Now they're really going to think I'm weird...as if being transformed into a gecko wasn't enough!!!

The person came into the room and sat down at the table in front of me. I couldn't really see who it was through their hazmat suit. They placed a clipboard with paper on the table and began writing. After a moment, they stopped writing and looked up at me.

(Interviewer: "There's no need to be stressed, Mr. Streusel. My name is Guilliam Blackwood, I presume you are aware of my position here with the company?")

WHAT!? WHAT IS THE CEO'S SON DOING DOWN HERE!?

"Y-y-yes sir, you're the co-chair and and P-professor Blackwood's son."

I watched as Guilliam wrote down some notes on the clipboard and then he looked back up to me.

(Guilliam: "That is correct, good to see your memory appears to contain accurate facts. The reason why I'm here interviewing you all is to figure out exactly what happened down here. It is important that we get as many details as possible. Do you understand?")

I nodded to let him know I understood his reasons.

(Guilliam: "Thank you Mr. Streusel. So, I want to start at the beginning. Are you able describe your experience, starting from when you woke up that day.")

"Y....yes sir. Well, my day actually started later than usual. This was because Professor Smith was going out of town and she asked me to assist Dr. Smith that evening."

I watched as he continued to take notes of my account. Once he finished writing, he looked back up at me.

(Guilliam: "Was there any specific reason why Professor Smith would ask you to assist her husband?")

"Well, like I s-said, s-she was going out of town. She said he had apparently been on the verge of a breakthrough and she was worried t-that he might forget to eat or sleep. So, s-she asked me to make sure he didn't overdo it."

He continued to take notes, my legs were getting a bit restless and I placed my claws on them to try and calm them down. He looked back up at me and motioned for me to continue.

"I...I knew she was worried, so I a-agreed to help out while she w-was away. I've also always w-w-wanted to work with d-d-Dr. S-smith too, so I was really excited. The excitement made it tough to sleep, b-but that worked in my f-favor and I finally woke up around mid-day, r-roughly a couple hours before I was expected to come in."

Continuing to take notes, he vocalized a sound akin to contemplation. Once he was caught up, he looked back at me. I wish I could see his face, but his hazmat helmet reminds me of a one way mirror, I have no idea what kind of expression he's giving which is making me even more nervous.

(Guilliam: "I see, have you worked with Dr. Smith before that day?")

"N-n-no, I had only been working as an assistant to Kai...Professor Smith. I had kind of m-met Dr. Smith before though. He's an alma mater to the university I attended and he actually g-gave a speech to the graduating class."

That was also the day I fell for him....but I'm not going to tell Guilliam that. After he finished taking notes, he motioned again.

(Guilliam: "Okay, and on the day you were infected. What did you do before you came in?")

W...why does he want to know that!?

"Well, after I woke up....."