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 -=The Movie Star. The professor, and....=-

Kerry checks to see if the door is open, and knocks (either way)

Corinna opens the door with a raised eyebrow and a smile.

<Corinna> Kerry, right?

<Kerry> Ah, hello Miss Marks. Yes, Kerry Gilman.

Corinna chimes a laugh.

<Corinna> Miss Marks? Oh, sweetie, that's sooo cute.

<Kerry> (ulp) Err, yes. Just so. I was wondering if I might have a word

with you in... err, private.

Kerry has no idea if Corinna has a roommate

Kerry sort of doubts it.

Corinna is wearing a tiny skirt and a blouse that hides very little.

Kerry is trying VERY hard not to sneak peeks.

Corinna grins.

<Corinna> In private? Okay. Step in?

<Kerry> Alright.

Corinna lets Kerry in the room. It's very neat and chic. No bookcases,

really, but lots of knick-knacks, stuffed animals, and a large bed covered

with a down comforter and, he suspects, satin sheets.

Kerry steps in.

<Kerry> I am conducting a study that I am hoping you might wish to

participate in.

Corinna looks curious.

<Corinna> What kind of study?

Corinna sits down on the edge of her bed, flipping her hair over her

shoulder.

<Kerry> A psychological and physiological study of the human female. I have

recently come to realize that subjects for this study would be somewhat

harder to come by than I first suspected.

Corinna smiles.

<Corinna> A what?

<Kerry> Err. I would like to ask you some questions and note your

responses, and then, err.. study your physiology.

Corinna grins.

<Corinna> Sounds kinky. I'm game.

<Kerry> You are?

Kerry sounds surprised.

<Kerry> Excellent.

<Corinna> Sure. Why not?

Corinna is grinning at Kerry mischievously, for some reason.

<Kerry> Yes. Well, I have a room at our off-campus facility with all of my

notes and such. Err, you are familiar with the Halfway House?

Kerry suddenly realizes that that might not be the case.

Corinna laughs.

<Corinna> Off campus facility? Oh, wow. Your Mr. Professional act is,

like, a hoot.

<Kerry> I'm sorry? Oh, you mean the formality. Sorry. I tend to get that

way when involved in a project or in uncom..err, situations that require

some decorum.

<Corinna> Hey, whatever turns you on, hon.

Corinna stands up, straightening her skirt.

<Kerry> Well, I'm sure there won't be a problem with showing you the Halfway

House, as you are related to Mr. Elliot and you have some interaction with

Mr. Neville, who arranged it.

<Corinna> Okay, lets motor then.

<Kerry> Very well.

Kerry leads Corinna to the Halfway House via the usual route. (not having

any other way of getting there)

Corinna frowns slightly, pulling mud and gunk off her boots.

<Corinna> Ugh. You could have at least told me we'd be hauling ass through

the woods. These boots are Italian, you know.

<Kerry> Sorry. Ah, here we are

Corinna looks around.

<Kerry> This way please.

Corinna follows, wrinkling her nose at the house, but keeping quiet.

Kerry goes to his room. (Terrariums, boxes, probably a cot or something

similar, some flowerpots, giant venus flytraps clearly labeled "Do Not

Touch", etc. The largish wooden table actually looks more comfortable than

the cot, being laden with pillows and such. The room is not exactly messy,

but could easily get that way.)

<Corinna> Alright. What's the 411 on this?

<Kerry> The, err, 411? I don't follow.

Corinna eyes the plants and shrugs before answering.

<Corinna> The scoop, the skinny...info, hon. What do you want me to do?

<Kerry> Ah, yes. Well let's see. Sit up here on the table. Sorry I don't

have a real examination table.

Kerry walks over to his umbrella thingy.

<Kerry> This device is a heart monitor. This will enable us to determine

when you possess subconscious interest in various subjects. Of course, I

will rely on you to explain the precise emotional nature of any anomalies

you might experience. My study will consist of a few background questions.

Then I will perform some psychological tests -- word association and the

like -- and ask you a number of interview-style questions, then I'll go into

the actual physiological study. I have had ...err, MANY prior participants

in this study, and sh...err, THEY have reported no ill effects afterwards.

Corinna raises an eyebrow and hops on the table.

<Corinna> So, this is like, a real study? Cool. You must be some kind of

brain.

<Kerry> Well... yes, actually. Were you expecting me to bring you here for

a fake study?

Kerry sits across from Corinna in his chair, and suddenly realizes that

sitting in a chair across from a girl on a table wearing a mini skirt might

be bad. He tries to just ignore it.

Corinna smiles and crosses her legs.

<Corinna> I don't know.

Kerry gets out his paper and pencil.

<Kerry> OK. Let's begin. Your full name, for the record?

<Corinna> Corinna Anne Marks

Kerry writes that down.

<Kerry> Gender?

<Corinna> Duh.

<Kerry> Oh yes.

<Corinna> You want proof?

<Kerry> Err, not at this time. I assume that I'll find out one way or the

other when we get to the last part.

<Kerry> Birth date and astrological sign?

<Corinna> May 14, 1986. Taurus?

<Kerry> Yes, Taurus.

<Kerry> Father's name and approximate age?

<Corinna> Stephen 'thesonofabitch' Marks, 40 something?

Corinna shrugs.

<Kerry> Hmm.

Kerry writes

<Kerry> Mother's name and approximate age?

<Corinna> Nancy McCabe, 40

<Kerry> OK. Any brothers or sisters?

<Corinna> My brother Devon, you know, the geek. He's the only one that

counts.

<Kerry> Actually, I don't think I've met him. Or at least I didn't realize

you were related if I have.

<Corinna> Oh, well, maybe not. He doesn't speak much, which is probably a

good thing.

<Kerry> Blood type?

<Corinna> B+ I think.

Kerry nods and jots down B+

<Kerry> Any allergies or history of mental illness in your family?

Corinna blinks several times.

Kerry raises an eyebrow.

<Corinna> Well, Devon is allergic to everything, I think. My uncle was a

druggie and my great-uncle was evil. And then there's... but I don't think

any of that is what you're asking.

<Kerry> Oh, please, go on. I won't know if its useful if you don't tell me.

Kerry sounds genuinely interested.

<Corinna> Well, you met Tyler, and his family is weird, but I don't think

they're crazy or anything. And then there was my so called adopted

brother. He was a nutcase, but he's dead, so it's okay.

<Kerry> I see.

<Kerry> Alright, I'll begin the first portion of the test. Now I'm sure

you've seen how this works, Miss Marks. Just tell me the first thing that

comes to your mind when you look at each picture. OK?

<Corinna> Okay.

<Kerry> Oh yes, there are no correct or incorrect answers for the purposes

of this test. I'm more interested in how you react.

<Corinna> Right.

Kerry holds up a picture of a puppy.

<Corinna> Cute

Kerry nods and writes down something.

Kerry holds up a picture of a Cray Y-MP

http://www.cray.com/products/systems/images/crayymp8e.gif )

Corinna cocks her head to the side.

<Corinna> A thing?

Kerry holds up a picture of Tyler.

Corinna smiles.

<Corinna> Cool.

Kerry holds up a picture of Huntington Academy.

<Corinna> Bor-ring.

Kerry holds up a picture of a banana.

<Corinna> Yellow

Kerry holds up a picture of Caitlin Summers.

<Corinna> Bitch

Kerry holds up a picture of a mountain.

<Corinna> Vail (OOC: As is Vail, Colorado... expensive ski town)

Kerry holds up a picture of a hand holding up a picture of an ink splotch.

<Corinna> Psychiatrist.

Kerry holds up a picture of Ivan.

<Corinna> Good sex. (Slight spike in her heartbeat)

Kerry blinks.

Kerry holds up a (badly drawn) sketch of a Garou in crinos form. It looks

more like something one would see in a cartoon than a ravening monster.

<Corinna> Cartoon

Kerry holds up a picture of a sea urchin.

<Corinna> Spiny.

Kerry holds up a picture of a Thinking Machines' Corporation CM-5

supercomputer

( http://www.ncsa.uiuc.edu/Cyberia/MetaComp/Images/CM5_lg.jpg )

<Corinna> Computer?

Kerry holds up a picture of a Tyler's head from his prior picture (badly)

pasted onto a nude male body that was obviously downloaded from the

internet.

Corinna laughs.

<Corinna> As if.

Kerry holds up a picture of a random nonlocal, nonfamous skyscraper.

<Corinna> City

Kerry holds up a picture of Melanie.

<Corinna> Sweet

Kerry holds up a picture of a Zeppelin.

<Corinna> Goodyear

Kerry sighs.

Kerry holds up a picture of a random calculus problem.

<Corinna> Math

Kerry holds up a picture of R2-D2 from Star Wars.

<Corinna> Star Wars

Kerry holds up a picture of himself.

<Corinna> Nerd ... no offense.

Kerry nods and doesn't appear to be offended

Kerry holds up a picture of a teddy bear.

<Corinna> Cuddly

Kerry holds up a picture of Jasmine.

<Corinna> Potential

Kerry holds up a picture of a slide rule.

<Corinna> What's that?

<Kerry> Slide rule

<Corinna> Oh. What's it for?

<Kerry> Calculating things, I think. They used those at some point between

the abacus and the calculator watch.

<Corinna> Oh. Outdated.

Kerry holds up a picture of a rose.

<Corinna> Romantic

Kerry nods to himself.

Kerry holds up a picture of Ivan's head (badly) pasted onto a nude male body

(the same body as with Tyler's head).

<Corinna> Okay, whatever. He is sooo not that built.

Kerry holds up a picture that was obviously cut out of some magazine or

catalog, which depicts Random Model wearing a skirt and blouse.

<Corinna> Ugh. Broke.

Kerry quirks an eyebrow and says nothing.

Kerry holds up a picture of Corinna.

<Corinna> Awesome

Corinna has not even the slightest twinge of sarcasm or humor in her voice.

Nor does she hesitate or her heartbeat speed up.

<Kerry> OK. This next section is very similar. I'll say a word, and you

tell me the first thing that comes to mind. Ready?

Corinna nods.

<Kerry> Hot...

<Corinna> Me

<Kerry> Science...

<Corinna> Fiction

<Kerry> Biology...

<Corinna> Failing

<Kerry> I could probably help you with that. I am pretty good at biology.

Kerry gestures around the room.

Corinna laughs.

<Corinna> I'm failing because I haven't done any of the work, not that I

couldn't. I should start, I think.

<Kerry> Ah. Wicked...

<Corinna> Witch

<Kerry> Blue...

<Corinna> Sky

<Kerry> Memory...

<Corinna> Time

<Kerry> Mitochondria...

<Corinna> That's something biology, right?

<Kerry> Yup

<Kerry> Hack...

<Corinna> Slash

<Kerry> Zip...

<Corinna> Unzip

Kerry falls over (not really)

<Kerry> Multiplication...

<Corinna> Tables

<Kerry> Pink...

<Corinna> Baby

<Kerry> Miniature...

<Corinna> Small

<Kerry> Ink...

<Corinna> Pen

<Kerry> Superior...

<Corinna> Top

Kerry looks startled, thinking she meant HER top.

Kerry shakes it off.

<Kerry> Tyler...

<Corinna> Hero

Corinna blinks.

Kerry blinks too

<Kerry> Hmm.

<Kerry> Sister...

<Corinna> Nun

<Kerry> Awaken...

<Corinna> Open

<Kerry> Open?

<Corinna> Like, open your eyes?

<Kerry> Ah. Romance...

<Corinna> Overrated

<Kerry> Breath...

<Corinna> Heavy

<Kerry> Top...

Kerry double takes

Corinna grins.

Kerry smiles faintly.

<Corinna> Bottom

<Kerry> Plant...

<Corinna> Flower

<Kerry> Brother...

<Corinna> Dork

<Kerry> Sex...

<Corinna> Fun

Kerry blushes and tries to avoid looking up.

Corinna smiles.

<Kerry> Car...

<Corinna> Porche

<Kerry> Little...

Corinna snickers

<Corinna> Big

Kerry presses on...

<Kerry> Tape...

<Corinna> CD

<Kerry> Pulse...

<Corinna> Beat

<Kerry> Paranormal...

<Corinna> Creepy

Kerry raises an eyebrow, and jots down something longer

<Kerry> Tickle...

<Corinna> Giggle

<Kerry> Under...

<Corinna> On top.

Kerry experiences "cracking voice" syndrome

<Kerry> Devon...

Corinna grins wickedly.

<Kerry> Ahem. Devon...

<Corinna> Dork.

<Kerry> Test...

Corinna rolls her eyes.

<Corinna> Study

<Kerry> Clone...

<Corinna> Twin

<Kerry> Cologne...

<Corinna> Scent

<Kerry> Kiss...

<Corinna> Passion

<Kerry> Date...

<Corinna> Go out.

<Kerry> Kids...

<Corinna> Little

<Kerry> Moist...

<Corinna> Wet

<Kerry> Rock...

<Corinna> Hard

<Kerry> Tree...

<Corinna> Forest

<Kerry> Love...

<Corinna> Heart

<Kerry> Magic...

Corinna shrugs and refuses to answer.

Kerry glances at her, then shrugs too

<Kerry> Boy...

<Corinna> Girl

<Kerry> Please...

<Corinna> Beg

<Kerry> Sky...

<Corinna> Blue

<Kerry> Ring...

<Corinna> Diamond

<Kerry> Chocolate...

<Corinna> Icecream

Kerry grabs his mp3 player and puts it on, and listens to it briefly. Then

he stops it, but leaves it around his neck.

<Kerry> OK, if you have no objections, I'm going to ask you some more

questions. Then we'll get into the physiological study.

<Corinna> Okay.

<Kerry> What does your diet usually consist of?

<Corinna> The shit they serve at school. I perfer salads and chicken.

Chips. Soda.

<Kerry> Are there any foods or drinks that you absolutely cannot stand?

<Corinna> Sardines.

<Kerry> What is your favorite thing to do on a rainy day?

Corinna gives him a secretive smile.

<Corinna> Cuddle with a cutie.

Kerry raises an eyebrow and writes that down.

<Kerry> Tell me about your dreams. I mean the nocturnal variety, not the

life-goal variety, of course. Are they usually pleasant, scary, a good mix,

or what?

<Corinna> They're usually very, very good. Or very very bad. I don't have

in between dreams, you know what I mean?

Kerry nods understandingly

<Kerry> What is your favorite color?

<Corinna> Red

<Kerry> Mmmhmm. What is the most uncomfortable situation you have ever been

in?

<Corinna> Having my so-called brother hold a gun on me.

Kerry looks up

<Kerry> Really?

Corinna nods.

Kerry frowns and looks rather angry at something.

<Corinna> My adopted brother, Wil.

<Kerry> Ah. I see. This would be why you don't like speaking of him?

<Corinna> Oh, I'll speak of him.

<Kerry> OK. Please do...

<Corinna> See, this bastard was a sicko all his life, in and out of

institutions, right. Anyway, he comes home thinking he's gonna kill Mom,

and I'm on the stairs, and Dev's trying to talk him out of it. Ty comes

downstairs just as Wil is turning the gun on me... God, if Ty hadn't...

Corinna sighs.

<Kerry> I... see.

Corinna spikes hard on the heart monitor with the story. Her heartbeat is

now calming, but still elevated.

<Kerry> Well, let's move on. We can come back to this topic if you like.

Kerry appears to be upset by it.

<Kerry> What is your favorite thing to do on a moonlit night?

Corinna gets a strange look on her face.

Kerry raises an eyebrow out of curiosity

<Kerry> Are you feeling OK?

<Corinna> I like to take a long walk and find a nice place in the grass,

where it's soft, and masturbate.

Corinna smiles and narrows her eyes.

Kerry looks up at Corinna to see if she's pulling his leg

Corinna laughs.

<Corinna> Okay, so I'm testing you, too.

Kerry smiles.

<Kerry> Ah. Yes, so I see. What sort of games do you enjoy playing with

your playmates?

<Corinna> I don't play games...well, not like board games or anything. I

shop, I go to movies, I make out, I fuck. No joke.

Kerry nods and writes, possibly to keep his mind off the answer.

<Kerry> Do you currently worship or believe in the existence of any of the

following beloved childhood icons: Santa Claus, The Easter Bunny, The Great

Pumpkin, Jack Frost, or the Loch Ness Monster?

<Corinna> Is this a joke?

<Kerry> No.

<Corinna> No.

<Kerry> OK. What is your fondest memory?

<Corinna> Uh... do I have to pick just one?

<Kerry> Well... that'd work best, but if you have a close tie...

<Corinna> Well, see... there's the time I went with Aunt Ryan to Paris the

first time, and when I went with Mom to New York the first time, and... see,

there's a list.

<Kerry> Ah, yes I see. So you like traveling.

Kerry looks at his questions steadfastly.

<Kerry> Leaving aside any tests of me, are you currently utilizing any

solitary techniques? If so, when did you begin, and if not, when do you

plan to begin doing so?

Kerry reaches absently towards his headphones but then puts his hand down.

Corinna grins.

<Corinna> I don't have to. I want it, I get it. But I guess... 11?

Kerry coughs, then belatedly nods.

<Kerry> When did you begin your, err... interactive activities?

<Corinna> Last year. Just because I wanted to.

<Kerry> Have you ever fallen in love? If so, when was the first time, and

if not, when do you plan to do so?

Corinna raises an eyebrow.

<Corinna> That's not something you plan. And no, I haven't.

<Kerry> Ah, I see.

Kerry gamely plows onward...

<Kerry> It has come to my attention that you seem to be inclined to ...

shall we say, overlook ... the more unusual aspects of the world, and more

specifically, your cousin and his compatriots. Do you feel that this is a

common trait among members of your gender, or something limited mainly to

yourself? If the former, can you speculate as to the cause? If the latter,

what might you be willing to tell me about that?

<Corinna> No, I think it's just me. Mainly because I don't want to know,

like, if I did, my life would just get too weird for words, right?

<Kerry> Possibly. Personally, I find it interesting.

Corinna shrugs.

<Kerry> But at any rate, that's my last question.

Corinna starts to hop off the table.

<Kerry> Well, the last section is the physiological investigation.

Corinna laughs.

<Corinna> In other words, you want to see me naked.

Corinna grins mischievously.

<Kerry> Err, so to speak. I also want to take some measurements.

Corinna stands and holds her arms out, which only has the effect of causing

her shirt to ride up.

Kerry puts on a lab coat, and gets out a blood pressure cuff.

Kerry turns around, sees Corinna, and nearly trips

<Corinna> Lab coat? Oh, you are such a hoot.

Kerry shrugs.

<Kerry> Previous subjects have felt reassured that this was more like a

Doctor's office.

Corinna snorts.

<Corinna> I have no inhibitions. Thought you'd realize that by now.

<Kerry> None?

<Corinna> Few.

<Kerry> Ah. Interesting. I wonder what the effects of alcohol might be

then. Hrm.

Kerry blinks and shakes his head.

Corinna grins.

<Corinna> A very, very happy me.

<Kerry> I see. Well, that's certainly something positive.

<Kerry> At any rate. Please remove your shoes and stand here on this scale,

so I can get your height and weight, while I take your blood pressure

Corinna pulls off her boots and steps on the scale. She doesn't look at the

reading.

Kerry gets out a measuring tape and measures Corinna's height. Also the

height from her foot to her hip, the circumference of her head, the distance

from her eye to the tip of her index finger, and the length of her right

ear.

<Kerry> OK. I have provided this makeshift screen to enable you to disrobe

in private, but as you appear to be sans inhibitions, I suspect you won't

care to. At any rate, if you will please remove all clothing aside from

your underclothes...

<Corinna> Okay, you're just weird. You know that, don't you?

<Kerry> So I have heard. I'm somewhat confused why you might say that

however, as you seemed to gain some unfathomable pleasure from the idea

earlier. Perhaps my detachment is throwing you off?

<Corinna> You're detached?

Corinna smiles again.

Kerry touches his headphones.

<Kerry> Earlier I took steps to ensure that I would be able to complete my

study. Unfortunately, the effect seems to be wearing off more rapidly than

expected.

Corinna casually removes her blouse and skirt, tossing the shirt

carelessly... well, at least one might think, as it lands squarely on

Kerry's head.

Kerry slooooowly pulls it off his head and appears to have one eye closed.

Corinna is standing there in her underwear. There's no way this gal's 13.

Kerry gulps audibly, and seems to forget what he was about to do. Finally

he recovers.

Kerry takes a few more measurements. Bust, waist, and hip sizes. Distance

between nipples (as well as he can if she's wearing a bra). The usual sort

of thing boys in this situation do ...

<Kerry> Please turn about slowly, in a complete circle.

Corinna does so.

Kerry appears to have difficulty breathing, but once again gamely tries to

regain his concentration.

Kerry consults a book, hmms, and glances back and forth between Corinna and

the book a few times (focusing rather longer on Corinna than the book), then

nods.