[color=8882be][h3]Lauren Negasi[/h3]

[i]Glasses?[/i][/color]

Had he said glasses?

[color=8882be][i]G L A S S E S[/i] [/color]

She could see it now - Team BASL, alone in some dark forest that could've been a gate to hell itself, no backup on the way. The mission? Suicide, no two ways about it. The enemy? Dark, twisted, snarling creatures that meant to turn their bones into dams [i][color=8882be](maybe they were beaver Grimm?)[/color][/i] and clean the flesh right off those bones. Yet they, Team BASL, the scrappy heroes of Beacon Academy, blew the forces of evil THE FUCK OUT, and did so in style - all wearing NegaSuns [i][color=8882be](ehhh maybe change the name up there baby girl)[/color][/i] to determine...diagnostics?

What would they diagnose? Enemy vitals? That'd be hard without being right on top of the enemy...and how would they measure vitals? What about...friendly vitals? [color=8882be][i]Yes![/i][/color] Have them form a small network, like Scrolls did! So team members could cycle through each other's vitals in augmented reality! With the missing piece of her daydream properly twisted, it all clicked together and the film in her head resumed as normal. Giddy with inventor's high, she saw herself sauntering away, wrapped up in white leather and black girl attitude, with one arm thrown tightly around the collar of a certain red-headed ex-stripping someone. Behind them, a burning airship full of Grimm would explode [color=8882be]([i]who cares why the grimm took over the airship ITS MY FANTASY[/i])[/color] and the resulting gust of wind would fuck up their hair, just like in the movies, and Lauren would check her badass sunglasses. And what would they tell her?

[color=8882be][i]Vital signs - smooth as butter. Smooth as satin on skin. Whose skin? Hers? Desire's? Sangue's...?[/i]

[i]...Oops.[/i][/color] Lauren was steering a little far off base. 

This was it. This was the class [color=8882be][i]for babes--[/i][/color] well, not really by babes, but definitely [i]for them.[/i] The presence of Amaranth beside her only solidified that fact. And hey, she was a member of BASL, and Lauren [i]always[/i] carried around an extra pair of sunglasses. Amy could help her beta test! And she could help with different visions for the sunglasses, because lenses were cool enough that she could use them to monitor more than heart rate, glucose levels...hell, there were commercial applications here, even! [s]She would get so rich she could make it rain on Amy![/s]

[color=8882be]"Waaaaaaaaaaaa[i]llahi.[/i]"[/color]