Examination of Iris Creighton [EMPLOYEE 434,896]
Employee of [GEMINI CYBERNETICS]
Performed by [DR. ILONA ANATHASSIS]
Name: Iris Elizabeth Creighton
Birthdate: June 16th, 2444
Biological Composition: 85% Human, 15% Cybernetic Enhancements [CYRUNO ENHANCEMENTS]
Status: Civillian of [INSILICO], Civillian of [NEW ATLANTIC CITY]
Family: Joseph Creighton [FATHER], Jane Creighton [MOTHER], Alexis Creighton [SISTER], Elane Creighton [SISTER], Alice Creighton [SISTER], Joey Creighton [BROTHER DECEASED], Eric Creighton [BROTHER].
Relationship Status: Failed Engagement to Daniel Watkins of NAC.
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
"Begin recording. Madame Creighton exhibits a certain 'spunk' about her. She is incredibly fervent about her work, and has a fragile state of mind, tottering from furious to stoic to depressed depending upon the situation. Physically, she is extremely healthy and is combat-ready for any situation and her cybernetics enhance her biology to a degree seen rarely among her colleagues. She has a certain egotism about her. She cares for her friends and her colleagues. She also has a history loyalty-problems, so keep her on a short leash."
Iris sat placidly, calm, shrouded by the man-made darkness of night and the self-perpetuated darkness of contemplation. She sat this way for a long time; hours, maybe days. Time bled into a muddle stream of events punctuating a long show of silence. Minutes gave way to simple oblivion. That is the way things, she thought, are destined to be.
As she sat, she thought; at first, about all things, but then she began to think about others with calmed vehemence racing through her…Continue
She stared into the mirror for a long time, cheeks sunken and complexion pallor under the fluorescence of these cheap, bathroom bulbs. Or was it the gratuitous cocaine and subsequent sleepless nigh- scratch that, weeks?
She touched her face and whispered, eye dialated into a state of supreme otherness, fingers numb and body tingling with the warmth of her blood, "Iris…Continue
As the door opened onto the familiar lobby, it was anything but familiar. As she adjusted her tweed jacket, she stepped into the dark reception area, almost stunned at how much the offices had changed since she left. They had thrown away the pristine pearly white that was synonymous with Gemini's name in favor of a darker, more open atmosphere. As she stepped through the glass doors into the actual lobby, which she assumed was such on account of the large pillar of holoscreens that towered…Continue
This wasn't right. None of it was right. Iris told herself so, so it had to be true. No one gets so many chances. This had to be a dream. But Demetra isn't a dream. That bitch isn't a dream, she was real. The insult Iris felt when Demetra told her that she had far exceeded Iris' position in exponentially shorter time was anything but fake.
Iris stopped, and leaned against a steel wall. She had been so preoccupied that she didn't even know what district she was in until she…Continue