About 20 minutes after entering the bathroom and "taking a shower," Renni returned looking noticeably more relaxed and calm, all signs of her having done more in the bathroom than her words spoke for, and although I felt the urge to tease the girl, I honestly had better things to do.
However, while I may not have had much reaction to the girl’s return, that didn’t mean I didn’t add a few notches to her future torture tally, and with my perfect memory, there was no doubt I would come to collect that debt eventually.
"*COUGH* How long is it going to take?" walking up away from the bathroom and dropping the towel she used to dry her hair on the ground, then looking down at the still thrashing about Jennifer, Renni cleared her throat first before speaking.
"It depends on her; no one test subject is the same as any other, but if I had to estimate, I’d say it will be, at the very least, two hours before she finishes accepting and integrating the knowledge I have bestowed upon her." Tearing my eyes away from the unhinged sight of the flailing and bloodied woman on the floor, I patted the bed beside me, where I had been sitting since Renni left, and told her to join me over here.
Hesitating for a second, Renni nodded and padded over, barefoot with damp hair, and hopped up onto the bed next to me.
"Sheesh, do you have a phobia of guys or something? You seemed just fine when I held your hand and even got in your face earlier, but now you’re all skittish." With one eyebrow raised, I turned my head slightly and looked into Renni’s eyes.
"You…sigh, would you believe me if I just said I was a bit sensitive right now?" Licking her lips to moisten them, Renni rebutted with narrowed eyes.
"Heh, I’m sure you are; twenty minutes is relatively quick. Are you sure you got it out of your system?"
Like a scared cat, Renni flinched and leaned away, realizing that she had been caught in the act.
"Uh…."
"Uh…come now…ha, you already did that, which is surprising considering you haven’t hit puberty yet. Whatever, it’s not my problem; that’s all you. But we both know that Jennifer’ll plenty entertain you. What was it you said? Ah yes," clearing my throat, I altered my voice like a parrot, one of my many abilities, and teased her.
"JENNIFER WAS A HOTTIE WHEN SHE WAS YOUNGER, and those thighs Tssssss," by the end of the quote, I burst out laughing, causing Renni to turn bright red in embarrassment.
"Are you like a Swiss army knife of random skills or something? Now you can match voices too!" rapidly drumming her fingers on her knees, a sign of both ADHD and anxiety, Renni pouted and fired off.
"Meh, call it an autistic tick; I can do all kinds of accents and voices; it’s not hard, or at least it isn’t before hitting puberty. Once my voice drops, It’ll be challenging to raise my voice to such an octave, but right now, it’s easy." Shrugging my shoulders, I went back to observing Jennifer with a potion in hand, just like before when I had done this to Vincent.
"So when are you leaving? After you get everything squared away or…" After allowing an awkward silence to settle between us for a few minutes, Renni eventually spoke up out of curiosity.
"My flight back to America is tomorrow afternoon…"
"I see…so how are we supposed to stay in touch? I hope you don’t plan on using the old school penpal method because I HATED sending letters back when I was a kid." Crossing her arms in protest, Renni stated with enthusiasm, making me snort at her comic antics.
"Girl, you realize it’s 1997, right? Do you know what came out in May of 1997? Think REALLLLL hard because I GUARANTEE you used it back when you were a kid…I know I did." Looking at her out of the corner of my eye, I could practically see the hamster running in her head as she tried her hardest to come up with the correct answer.
"Came out in May of 1997…and it was something that I probably used…that could literally be anything." Several more minutes went by, and at that time, Renni sulked, unable to come up with the answer.
"Sigh, America Online, Instant Messenger, aka AIM, are you seriously telling me that you didn’t use it growing up? Oh god, were you one of those Yahoo or MSN fucks?" Reeling back in disgust at the prospect of her using one of the other shitty Messengers up until Myspace came out in the mid-2000s, I almost felt like abandoning her there and then.
"Well, excuse me for not using something that literally has AMERICA in its name; I’ll have you know I didn’t use any of those…my brothers never let me use the computer growing up."
"That’s…pitiful as hell; well, worry not; when we get back to the mansion, I will wipe the hard drives on all the computers, and they will be yours to do with as you please."
"We will be radio silent for a few months, but I want you to be on the lookout for when AIM comes out so that you can download the client." Pausing for a second, I noticed a slight flaw in my idea, so I was quick to correct it.
"I will go by the username XxNexusxX…no…Xixus….that one sucks to…Xexus…Rehpxus…"
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"Woah woah woah, hold on a second, did you just say Nexus…like THAT Nexus?" Suddenly catching me by the shoulders and shaking me a few times, Renni practically screamed in my face with wide eyes and a hyperexpression.
"Uh…what?"
"DON’T UH WHAT ME! ARE YOU THE ONE GOING BY NEXUS ON THE RANKING BOARDS?" Breathing heavily, Renni asked again and released my shoulders when she noticed me looking at her hands as if I were going to hack them off at any moment.
"I mean…yeah…but why would you know that? I shouldn’t even be in the top 50 anymore as I haven’t made any big moves to warrant getting a high rank."
"…not in the top ranks ha…haha…you should probably check that again."