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>H, Bond Shot, tell him his men did a good job with the Slasher
Hirose hisses out in annoyance when he reads the message. "And I thought my last boss gave me silly work orders. Fine." Without anything else to do, he follows through, after putting on a stab resistant vest.
Employee H enters the containment cell.
<span class="mu-i">AUTH...???</span>
<span class="mu-i">...who are you?</span>
<span class="mu-r">A tendril raises up towards Employee H's throat, ready to impale it at a single moment.</span>
ANOMALY: IDENTIFY YOURSELF!
Employee H sighs before cracking his shoulders.
H: Delta told me that I had to work here. He's a member of security. Therefore, I'm authorized.
H: Okay?
The tendril doesn't budge but the ball's pulsating slows down a bit.
ANOMALY: Speak, worm, or I'll puncture your sorry throat into swiss cheese.
H: I wanted to comment on your outstanding performance with your soldiers a few minutes ago.
H: The thing outside there looked like a fucking crime scene. Probably didn't help that fuckin' Harvesters were going to town there.
A snort echoes through the ball.
ANOMALY: Yeah. They would be good in a fight, unlike your pansy ass.
Employee H takes a deep breath in and out. Trying to control his anger.
H: I've been training, sir. Can't say it's gonna be instant.
ANOMALY: Is that so, son? Is that so.
ANOMALY: Hrm. You don't stink like the others. I don't smell that horrid P-Energy soaking into you.
H: P? It's, uh, A last I checked.
H: I don't work a lot on anomalies, sir.
ANOMALY: Good. GOOD! You shouldn't let yourself get attached to those FREAKS, kid. Fucking...
<span class="mu-i">Sir? Sir! We gotta evacuate! You can't stay here!</span>
ANOMALY: Buncha freaks of nature, kid. You should understand that.
H: Yes, I understand. Why do you think I don't like working on those things? I'm only here because of orders.
H: Though, there's only a few freaks in here who actually like anomalies. Sometimes in a...
Employee H shudders.
H: More physical way.
ANOMALY: Eugh! Don't fucking remind me of that shit, kid. People are perverts these days. Can't keep their dicks where they belong.
A weak chuckle comes out of Employee H. Followed by an equally forced chuckle from the ball.
ANOMALY: You're not horrid, kid. I don't feel like stabbing you...today.
ANOMALY: My men did good. They deserve to be honored as they should be.
H: Of course, sir.
H: It's better for that fish thing to be dead than us, after all. They did a good job serving this facility.
ANOMALY: Atta, boy. Now, go along now. Remember, face the fear! Build the Future!
H: Uh...huh.
Employee H quickly gets the hell out of the room before the ball can change its mind.
"Holy shit. What's his fucking problem?" Hirose mutters to himself.
Well, that was a pretty tense moment but at least you seem to be avoiding another Kor incident. Take it easy, after all. Take it easy, smooth jazz, baby.
