The Dairy Trap

[muffinstud]

As if summoned, Sarah feels a slight tingle in her chest. She doesn't feel any pressure though, so she wouldn't be able to give much... but it would still be enough.

Thewell tries to free himself, but Heather wrestles on the table and keeps him there. "Okay, I'll talk! Just... don't make me a cow!" He shudders. "I... I marked you, okay? I saw you there, and I decided to give you some fresh milk. Since you weren't near the school, I figured you would contact another doctor, and have another point of contact when you got here..."

[Knight Errant]

Sarah glares... "You mean you KNEW this would happen to me?! You jerk!" She glares... "You better have a cure for this..." She says... hands resting on her chest...

[muffinstud]

Thewel winces. "There's only one cure! The protein messes with your hormones, setting them off balance. You have to completely flush the system with even more hormones to reset them. So far, the only way we've been able to do that is through conception!"

Heather's face darkens."You mean... in order to stop shooting milk out our chests... we'd have to get pregnant?"

"Yes," He whines.

[Knight Errant]

Sarah... stares... "Thats... NOT the answer I was looking for..." She walks over... and grabs a bottle of milk... "Come on... Rob... lets go blow the lid off of this place. I'm sure the FDA would be interested to know what they are doing... and if not, then the news stations sure will."

[muffinstud]

"You make me sick..." Heather rolls over a bit, and Thewell squeals in pain. She hops off the table. "There has to be another way," she mumbles to herself.

"Hah! I knew you couldn't do it!" With his good hand, he pulls one of his desk drawers open and a loud bell sounds off. He... just hit some kind of alarm!

[Knight Errant]

Sarah... blinks... "Come on, Heather... lets book it!" She says... turning to make tracks in her little heels...

[muffinstud]

Sarah turns right into a pair of burly looking security guards! "Whoa now, what's the hurry?" One looks down at the bottle of milk in her hand and the pained doctor. "Trying to make a break for it?" He grabs her by the arms and picks her up! He's got to be twice as strong as her now... and about twice as big!

Heather makes a run for it, trying to slip past the other guard!

[Knight Errant]

Sarah acks! And... does the first thing she thinks of... she uncaps the bottle of milk... and splashes it in the guy's face!

Meanwhile the second, burly guard... leans down... arms wide to catch her. "Now now, miss... lets not make a fuss..." He says... his tone attempting to be calming... and his eyes seem to reflect an odd sincerity.. or does Heather just think he's cute...

[muffinstud]

The guard is splashed in the face. He blinks... and doesn't let go. "You know that was pasteurized, right?" He hoists her up and lays her out across his shoulder in a fireman's carry. "We don't keep the active stuff in the offices. Now, will you stay still so you don't get hurt?"

Heather shakes her head, both refusing the guard and the notion that pops into her head. "I don't want to stay here!" She closes her eyes and barrels into him!

[Knight Errant]

Sarah... stares... she was hoping he would react... somehow... and give her time to escape... or something. She eeps as she is hoisted up! She... had to find an opportunity to escape!

The guard grabs her! And restrains her... gently. Sighing slightly as he goes to pick up the struggling Heather... "Calm down, miss... its for your own good..."

[muffinstud]

"For my own good MY ASS!!!" She squirms and wiggles, trying to get out! Why isn't this working? She's always been good at throwing her weight around. Holding the doctor at bay was proof of that!

The guard carries Sarah out into the hall and towards the set of double doors at the end of the hall. As of right now, all she has is an empty bottle of milk and whatever she has in her pockets. How will she get out of this one?

[Knight Errant]

Sarah looks to the man. "Hey guy... don't take this the wrong way... but..." She goes to smash the bottle over his head... then squirm away to try an escape!

True, but the doctor wasnt as... well muscled... as this man... who carefully keeps her still... fine with waiting out her thrashes until she is tired herself out...

[muffinstud]

Sarah manages to bash the thug over the head with the bottle! Good thing it's actually glass and not plastic. The bottle doesn't break, but the man falls to his knees and loosens his grip! "Ah... ugh..."

The thrashing isn't doing her any good... but Heather keeps doing it until she simply can't move any longer. As a last ditch, she tries to kick him in the nuts and punch him in the face. There has to be something she can do to get away from this muscled jerkface!

[Knight Errant]

Sarah drops the bottle... and squirms! Going to get onto the ground and run!

Heather finds the man quite ready for these... as they are deflected and he finally picks her up bodily... taking her out and down the hallway...

[muffinstud]

Sarah manages to break away and run down the hallway! There are a bunch of white, numbered doors, and down a bit further are the double doors that let her in! If she can get through there, she can escape!

Heather flops like a sack of wet potatoes, all her strength sapped. "What... what are you going to do with me? You aren't going to kill me, are you? Please don't kill me!"