Post by The Great MM on Aug 19, 2013 19:36:01 GMT -5
His office smelt of stale cigarettes and old vodka. In truth, he hadn’t been outside of it in days. Hell, maybe even a month now. But it was like normal. He had his duties as General Manager and then he had his… other… duties. Locked behind a secret entrance, a laboratory was where he was spending every moment of his free time when off the clock. He was even sleeping in his office at this point…
And now, after having been awake for seventeen hours, Dr. Rudolph Ackert sat at his pristine desk. A cigarette burnt past the butt in his mouth as he tapped a pen on some bunches of useless papers. Realizing his smoke was burning down so much, he took it away from his dry lips and dropped it in a shot glass that once housed his drink.
He looked up, watching a screen mounted within the teal wall. It showed footage from the “unsanctioned” battle against Orsa. As the last volley of strikes tore into the abomination, the black phone on his desk began to rink suddenly. It took him by surprise. Normally, those in charge only check up on him closer to the end of the day’s work…
“Yes. It’s all under control.” The mad scientist spoke with his German accent bleeding through, “I can assure you of that.”
The voice on the other end began to speak.
“No.” The German-American spoke once more, “There’s no issues. And yes, they are ready and waiting. Just let it all play out. You won’t be disappointed. I haven’t let you down before. Look at how many other hidden universes we’ve found thanks to me… and, well… those giant females.”
Dr. Ackert began nodding his bald head as he sat back in his plush, leather seat. “My little pet project is coming a long well, thanks…” He looked back over his shoulder, eyes locking on the secret doorway that was nearly invisible unless you knew it was there. “I never did thank you for this opportunity Mr….” Rudolph tilted his head, “Never got your name anyway…”
The phone suddenly went dead.
The scientist raised and lowered his brows quickly. “Guess formal introductions are still out of the question…” He relaxed, placing both hands behind his head and looking back at the Orsa fight. “You’re entertaining and all, but I think that little council of Crigan’s would be more so…” He glanced down at the paperwork, “Or even Orochi…” The mad man lit up another smoke, “Oh well. Let’s see what other fun things we can find here…” He said to himself, dropping the pen and fingering through pages upon pages of unholy beasts, some with the power to utterly rip universes apart.
And now, after having been awake for seventeen hours, Dr. Rudolph Ackert sat at his pristine desk. A cigarette burnt past the butt in his mouth as he tapped a pen on some bunches of useless papers. Realizing his smoke was burning down so much, he took it away from his dry lips and dropped it in a shot glass that once housed his drink.
He looked up, watching a screen mounted within the teal wall. It showed footage from the “unsanctioned” battle against Orsa. As the last volley of strikes tore into the abomination, the black phone on his desk began to rink suddenly. It took him by surprise. Normally, those in charge only check up on him closer to the end of the day’s work…
“Yes. It’s all under control.” The mad scientist spoke with his German accent bleeding through, “I can assure you of that.”
The voice on the other end began to speak.
“No.” The German-American spoke once more, “There’s no issues. And yes, they are ready and waiting. Just let it all play out. You won’t be disappointed. I haven’t let you down before. Look at how many other hidden universes we’ve found thanks to me… and, well… those giant females.”
Dr. Ackert began nodding his bald head as he sat back in his plush, leather seat. “My little pet project is coming a long well, thanks…” He looked back over his shoulder, eyes locking on the secret doorway that was nearly invisible unless you knew it was there. “I never did thank you for this opportunity Mr….” Rudolph tilted his head, “Never got your name anyway…”
The phone suddenly went dead.
The scientist raised and lowered his brows quickly. “Guess formal introductions are still out of the question…” He relaxed, placing both hands behind his head and looking back at the Orsa fight. “You’re entertaining and all, but I think that little council of Crigan’s would be more so…” He glanced down at the paperwork, “Or even Orochi…” The mad man lit up another smoke, “Oh well. Let’s see what other fun things we can find here…” He said to himself, dropping the pen and fingering through pages upon pages of unholy beasts, some with the power to utterly rip universes apart.
