>>5132748Given what little you know of your mysterious employer, you inform your merry band of misfits that you’ll be heading to that meeting first–who knows what’ll happen if you keep them waiting!
“Yea, firing you just wouldn’t have the same ‘<span class="mu-i">oomph</span>’ given all that’s happened, would it?” Tucker remarks with a bemused look on his face.
“Considering they detain people indefinitely on a whim, I’m sure they can think of much worse things than letting you go…” Art shrugs. “Good call, Stan.”
“Hell yea!” Mitzi nods, grinning ear to ear! “That <span class="mu-g">PRIVATE BUNKER</span> is on the way, too–you <span class="mu-i">spoil</span> us!”
Yea, you shrug, you <span class="mu-i">ARE</span> pretty cool, aren’t you? Heading in through the <span class="mu-g">SECURITY STATION’S</span> garage entrance, you just barely avoid smacking a security goon in the face with the door! Balancing a tower of steaming beverages atop a stack of files, the guard yelps as his stack slowly teeters to one side!
“AAACK! Watch where you’re going, damn it!”
Barely managing to steady his quarry, the goon lets out a drawn-out and <span class="mu-i">very</span> annoyed sigh as he looks you and your crew over. “Well, well, well… guess this means I’m still covering the front desk, Muldoon?”
“Yep!” Mitzi replies in a chipper tone as she motions everyone in! “You’re a doll, Derek!”
“I’ll remember this, you know…” Derek mutters under his breath as your crew awkwardly skirts around his stack of crap. “Once I’m in management–ooh, you’ll <span class="mu-i">ALL</span> be sorry…”
“Wait a minute–you’re a <span class="mu-i">SECRETARY?</span>” Talbot asks in an incredulous tone as you continue down the hall towards the elevators.
“What can I say? A girl’s gotta’ have talents.” Mitzi shrugs as she presses the <span class="mu-b">CALL ELEVATOR</span> buttons. “Did you know that Stan’s an <span class="mu-b">EVENING SANITATION COORDINATOR?</span> When she’s not busting heads and breaking hearts, that is!”
“Yea, uh… I knew that already.” Grunts your fellow janitor.
“What was dat’ about ‘<span class="mu-i">breakin’ hearts?</span>’” Ly asks before the elevator doors open with a pleasant ding! Well, you shrug, you <span class="mu-i">ARE</span> a bit of a heartbreaker!
“Uh-huh. An’ I’m a walrus...”
>CONTD. 