A couple days following Katelyn's final encounter with the alien creature that had stolen her hand, she was awoken in her bedroom by a couple sharp knocks on the closed door that connected to the hallway.

"C-come in!" She calls out in the midst of a half-yawn and rubs at her sleepy eyes as she pulls herself up to sit upon the bed with her good arm. The doorknob twists and then slowly opens to reveal one of the servants, who remains just outside the room, and as Kate glances over she gives a smile back in response to the one the maid has on her face.

"Good morning miss Katelyn." The woman, Petra, greets her with a cheering voice and Kate mirrors the middle-aged lady's words with a good morning and then gives a nod to the woman as she informs Kate that Sinclair had requested her down in her personal lab slash office.

"Okay, yeah. Tell her I'll be down in a couple minutes, I just gotta get dressed. Thank you Petra." Kate replies with another smile to the woman, who then departs to let Sinclair know that Kate would be there soon. As the door closes again, Kate grabs hold of the sheets with her hand and pulls them off of her before sliding off the bed and crossing the room to the large walk-in closet, clad only in her underwear and a sports bra.

Dressing as quick as she's able with only one hand, Kate departs the room about five or six minutes later in a red t-shirt, pair of thin gray sweatpants and slide-on slippers, the last chosen being as she was still experiencing difficulty with laces. She was closer to being able to do it now with only one hand but it was still a struggle and she didn't want to keep Sinclair waiting long.

Making her way through the mansion and down to Sinclair's office, Kate finds the door shut and stops in front of it to knock a couple times, then waits for the blonde woman to answer, not wanting to be rude and just barge in.

"Sin? It's Kate. Petra said you wanted me." She calls through the door.

"Come in! Come in!" Sinclair spoke up with a slight tune to her voice. The door made a clicking noise, as if it were being unlocked before swinging open on its own. Her office was a mess of different contraptions and computers along with empty coffee cups and various papers and pens littering the desk. It was not exactly the most clean office in the world, but it was what Sinclair worked in. On the desk in the middle of the room with her chair, was a neatly wrapped and vibrant looking package.

Housekeepers were not allowed into the offices of the Remingtons. If the Remingtons wanted them clean, then they'd clean it themselves. The rooms had intense security and held all important research that the Remingtons worked on. There were graphs on many screens along with data designs on what appeared to be some kind of suit...while one screen simply had a game of Cookie Clicker running.

Sinclair quickly closed a laptop as Katelyn walked in, there were several more laptops around the room displaying various things that were hooked up to other monitors, however the one she closed was one she had been working on. She kicked herself away from the desk to pick up a paper from a printer only to inch herself back once she had it.

She invited Katelyn to a chair in front of the desk, "C'mon sit down and open it," she said, pushing the box a bit closer to the chair.

Kate didn't have to wait more than a couple seconds before Sinclair's voice can be heard calling out to her from inside the room before her, and at the blonde woman's urging Kate grabs hold of the doorknob and twists it. She pushes the door open and takes a couple steps into the large office, before turning back to close the door with care, not wanting to put too much power behind swinging it shut and risk breaking it or anything. She'd had a couple incidents of the like during the first few days after finding out about her powers, and now had to get used to doing it with her left hand.

Turning back to face Sinclair as soon as she had done so, she gives a nod and quickly makes her way over to drop down in the chair on the opposite side of the desk that the blonde was sitting at. She watches as Sinclair grabs a fairly sizeable box from behind where she was sitting and puts it atop the desk before pushing it towards Kate and telling her to open it.

Kate gives a quick nod and says ok before reaching out with her good hand to grip the cover and pull it off before leaning forward to peek inside, her stump resting on her lap as had become the usual. When she takes in the sight of what lay inside the box, Kate's eyes widen and then flicker up to meet Sinclair's gaze. She holds her gaze for a long moment, happiness shining out of her eyes before finally letting them drop back to the robotic prosthetic that lay inside.

"Wow." Kate says with a bit of giddiness at the prospect of being able to function properly again, even if it might take a bit to learn how to use it. Her left hand snakes into the box and grips down on the wrist part to pull it out. As she does so, Kate lifts her stump up and aligns it with the entry point before sliding the metallic appendage on. Once she tightens the straps down the bottom to ensure it would stay on, Kate tries to flex her new, metallic fingers but then frowns slightly when nothing happens and looks back up to Sinclair again. "Uhmm is there an on-switch or something?"

Sinclair nodded,"Yes, there's a small switch at the top of it. It's a bit on the small side so it wont be obvious.." Sinclair trailed off a bit, wondering if she did not like the gift. Was it too big? Too small? Despite her fears she continued on with the explanations, "It'll need charging in the night time, it was either that or batteries, figured charging would be a more convenient option. It should last through at the very least three days at a full battery, but charge it every night in case you forget to the next day or have to do an excessive amount of use."

"Don't go around punching it into anything however, especially with your strength. I didn't build it for combat, but if you ever get in trouble there's a taser function that activates on voice command. That uses up quite a bit of battery though, so there's another reason to keep it charged," Sinclair explained, a bit concerned that Katelyn might have been expecting a bit more. She could have definitely put some more dangerous functions into the hand like maybe knives or even capability as a gun, but this was a teenager going to school, there was no reason for her to have things like that.

"It senses motions in your nerves and moves based off those, it wont be perfectly accurate, but you'll be able to do things like hold, write, and such as if you did not even have a robotic arm!" she piped up, trying to sound enthusiastic and get Katelyn to be a bit more enthusiastic about the resolution of her one-handed problem.

Kate's confused frown evaporated as Sinclair explained how to work the robotic hand, and as she finds the small button in question and presses it, the faint whir of internal components can be heard. Testing it again, Kate finds the index finger curling inward until it pressed into the palm of her new hand, and her expression turns to one of pure joy.

"Thankyouthankyouthankyou" She lets out in a rush and without warning hops up from her seat and moves around the desk to quickly wrap both her arms around Sinclair in a hug, holding back on the strength of her left arm as she does so in not wanting to hurt the woman. "I feel complete again, you have no idea how happy I... Thank you Sinclair." She adds with her tone belaying her deep gratitude.

Settling down a couple moments later, Kate lets the blonde go and steps back to retake her seat, slowly testing each of the fingers and thumb one by one with the same action as she'd done with the metallic index digit. Then as she sits down again, Kate gives the blonde her full attention and a wide smile as she listens to Sinclair describe certain limitations that the hand would have and details as to how it picked up her nerves' nature movements through built in sensors.

"No fighting with it, gotcha. The tazer will definitely be handy if that creature ends up coming back again." Kate says with a still wide smile, all previous traces of her depression now gone. "And I'm sure it will work just fine for what I need. Now that I don't have to worry about stealing and such to survive and going back to school I wasn't planning to do much fighting anyways, and if it does happen that I have to, my left hand is fine enough for that. I just can't write well and such with it."

She pauses and gives Sinclair a deep look, her eyes shining with happiness and a newfound loyalty to the blonde. "If there's anything that I can do as far as using my powers to help you out around here, heavy lifting and the like, don't hesitate to ask and thank you again." She tells the woman, not much caring if she was being a bit redundant with all the thank yous, she could just barely contain her joy and relief now.

"Oh about that," Sinclair spoke up, "The voice command is 'Taser One' for a normal taser. Taser Two is for if you come across that thing again, and only if you come across that thing again. Taser One is enough for a normal human to go down, but against that thing it's too weak. Taser Two will take up two day's worth of electricity, so until I can get you a better battery be careful and taze and run like the devil's after you."

She was glad that Katelyn warmed up to the gif a bit more, even going as far as hugging her and saying that she'd do anything to help her. She shook her head at that, "No need, don't worry about it!" she spoke.

On a monitor next to the laptop she closed, a window popped up, "We could use an electrical conductor for Sinclair's hair dryer," Victor's voice popped up.

Sinclair rolled her eyes, "Vicky, play nice."

"They start classes tomorrow. Tired of having people lazing about the house," he stated, "I've already gotten them signed up and ready to go with their schedules, sending them to you now Claira."

"Come on Victor they've been through hell, give them a break!" Sinclair huffed in defiance.

"Katelyn? Maybe. Fayte? Definitely not. They go tomorrow. The sooner they go the less work they're going to have to catch up on," he stated in response. Sinclair had to admit he had a point there..

Kate continued to give Sinclair her full attention as the older woman explained a bit more about the robotic add-on, this time about the taser functions specifically and the teen gives a couple more nods to let Sin know she understood.

"Oh trust me I will on that, I don't wanna be anywhere near that.. thing again if I can help it." Kate replies with certainty in regards to the hit-and-run tactics Sinclair suggests should she encounter the escaped creature. She then smiles when the blonde assures her that her offer of helping out would not be needed. "Okay well if something does pop up, just let me know and I'll do what I can." Kate says anyways, and gives Sinclair another bright smile.

The smile fades ever so slightly when Victor's voice pops up from on one of the numerous laptops scattered about, reminding Kate of her electrocution none-too-subtly. She looks downward for a couple moments as Sinclair chastises her husband, and the teen wonders if there was ever going to be a point where Vic treated her as something other than an annoyance or threat. She doesn't ask of course, not wanting to add more fuel to the fire.

Letting the pair talk between themselves for a couple moments, Kate finally speaks up after Victor's reasoning that both she and Fayte would have to start soon or catching up would be next to impossible. As it stood now, Kate was already about three weeks behind as she'd gone a month into her Junior year back in Jersey before being forced to flee New Jersey. And Fayte... well Kate didn't even know when the last time her friend had stepped foot in an educational institution had been.

"Starting tomorrow is fine, he's right." She murmurs out and looks back up to Sinclair, a smile still on her face, refusing to let Victor's earlier joke at her expense get to her too much. "Where will we be going?"

"Clovenfield's Private High Academy. You'll be taking the bus there, class starts at 7:00am and the bus will come around here by 6:30am," Victor spoke, "Class ends at 3PM and the bus will arrive back here at 3:30PM where you both will be in the house by-"

Sinclair closed the laptop with Victor on it mid-scentence, "Don't worry about him, he's just being a nag. If you're ever going to go somewhere after school just text or call us. I'll print out your schedules for the buses and classes and have someone drop them off at your rooms during their rounds."

She smiled, ignoring how irritated Victor must be right now, "You excited?" She asked, the curiosity burning within her to know what the teen must have been thinking by now.

Katelyn found herself subconsciously nodding as she heard Victor's reply as to where he and SInclair were sending herself and Fayte to school. Kate then stops herself after a couple nods as she then realizes Victor likely couldn't even see.

"Okay." She voices aloud, and then listens to the rest of his words, at least until Sinclair closes the laptop and cuts Victor off mid-sentence. Kate blinks in surprise and shifts her gaze back to the blonde on the opposite side of the desk. The sixteen year old gives a nod that she knows will be seen this time to mean something and a small smile at the older woman as she takes her turn to speak, giving Kate further instruction as to what would be expected of both her and Fay, though with a less authoritarian tone, and also tells her that the school schedules would be brought over to her room later.

"Yeah, no problem." Kate replies in regards to the rule about making sure to keep Sinclair informed if she and Fay were ever gonna go do stuff that didn't involve immediate return to the mansion following school hours. It was much the same as most of her life, since Nic had made her follow similar guidelines while she was living with him back in New Jersey.

"Yeah, having to drop out of my high school back home to go on the run when the feds arrested my previous guardian was one of the things I was most annoyed about. I've been hoping to make it into a good college since I was about twelve." Katelyn reveals with a small smile. "My biological father was murdered about that time, and he had been trying to pitch Stanford at me just prior as a bit of a joke after I ranked 4th in my grade class. After he was gone I guess I just decided Stanford or a school of that level, in his memory."

Sinclair listened as Katelyn explained a bit more about her past, "Well, i'm sure you'll get there so long as you work hard and get involved with the school activities!" she spoke, "It's a really nice school for around this area, it's hard to find any actually good schools in Reighs considering most of them are just public schools where teachers don't usually take their jobs seriously," Sinclair spoke.

She paused, wondering if she should tell Katelyn not to speak of her background around other students, but figured the girl had enough common sense to put two and two together. However she did have one question on her mind, "Your friend, Fayte, how long have you known her exactly?" she asked. She was wondering if Fayte had the same upbringing as Katelyn, a harsh one filled with crime. Fayte seemed a bit...different from Katelyn.

She figured that she knew a lot about Katelyn's background judging from how often she spoke about it, but Fayte always seemed to keep quiet and stay in her room except when she was getting food or hanging with Katelyn.

As Katelyn sat in the chair across from Sinclair, listening to the older woman speak as the fingers of her new robotic hand lay across the top of her real hand, the metallic digits tapping in rhythm lightly against her flesh. Kate gives the blonde a hopeful nod of agreement that she could achieve her dream of getting into Stanford as Sinclair speaks encouragingly in her as-always upbeat demeanor. Kate nods a couple more times in understanding as the peppy scientist gives her a run-down of the apparently sub-par educational system in the city and that she and Fay were being sent to one of the only good ones around.

When Sinclair asks her about how long she'd known Fayte, Katelyn shifts slightly but decides to answer since it wasn't something that Kate could accidently let slip one of Fay's guarded secrets. As much as she was coming to like Sinclair and all, Kate had made a promise to her friend and would not break it.

"Uh, about three weeks or so?" Kate estimates roughly, trying to remember back to count the exact number of days since she'd arrived in Reighs City. "She'd been staying at the place we had you drop us off nearby a bit longer than me and it was no real secret she wasn't happy around the place but like me didn't really have anywhere else to go.. I didn't want to leave her behind if there was a chance we could both go."

Her answer was harmless enough, and Kate maintained her smile. She just hoped that Sinclair didn't start asking about the reasons as to why the two girls had bonded as close friends so swiftly. She didn't want to lie to the blonde scientist, but she would or at least feign ignorance if certain questions ended up being asked.

Three weeks? That was it? Sinclair wondered how they had become friends so quickly, but decided not to pry. She nodded in understanding and handed Katelyn the paper she had printed out earlier, "This contains a list of voice commands for if its having trouble cooperating, it also contains charging instructions, basic care instructions, and certain things it might not be able to do, like withstand your strength in a punch."

"If you ever have any trouble with it just bring it back to me or Victor and we'll get it checked up and fixed," she smiled, finishing the earlier subject of the hand before Victor had so rudely interrupted. She was kind of surprised Victor did not just pop up on another monitor or the intercom, but she figured she'd just have to be thankful for it.

"Thanks." Kate says to Sinclair with a smile as she reached out with her flesh hand to take hold of the offered paper, and gives a nod as she listens to the blonde woman speak in further explanation while the teenager's eyes flicker down over the list of verbal commands.

"Yeahhh.. I'd definitely be coming to you." Katelyn thinks to herself, she'd take Sinclair's help over Victor's any time. The man just did not seem to like her at all, and hell if Kate was going to push the issue, she'd prefer to just steer clear of him whenever possible without coming off as outright rude about it.

"Alright, sounds good." She says aloud, and looks up to meet Sinclair's gaze again for a moment, and gives another smile to the woman. "Thanks again for this." She adds and then gives a nervous laugh upon realizing she'd said it yet again.

Kate goes silent for a couple moments and leans back in her seat, her eyes drifting away from Sinclair briefly and glancing over the assortment of laptops and other tech laying about. "So uh, what are you up to?" She asks curiously, not knowing much about Sinclair's work other than containing empowered individuals and now robotics.