Making the plan

[Viorez]

Rick Morain sat at a table alone with a plate of pasta and a glass of wine in front of him. He slowly sipped from the glass as he read the data obtained from the escape at the holding facility for the prototype fader Viorez. The facility he was held at was made to look like a steel processing plant but held the first fader underneath it. (Dammit) he thought to himself. (Now, after finally getting him into a holding cell for all the years he was somehow able to escape again) He sat the glass down but in his frustration shattered the glass, with his luck the glass did not cut through his gloves. He pushed back his seat and jumped up to avoid getting the wine on his clothes.

"This is just not my day." he said as the waiter brought him another glass of wine. He sat back down on the other side of the table an reset the settings on his table. He let out a long dragging sigh. What was he going to do, well he knew what he was going to do, he was going to get out the old stunning glove and go fader hunting, but it wasnt going to be a fun thing for him to have to do.

[Viorez]

still open to anyone

[Chise Nanahara]

[[maybe I'll rejoin? xD]]

Chise bounced into the restaurant. If you did not know her she would probably look like a hyper active 12 year old in the wrong place. She was 5' 2" and very pretty. Her brownish eyes darted around the place and fell on a very disgruntled looking employee of hers. In her mind, he had every right, even a need to be that way. He had lost her a Fader. She put him in charge of everything Fader and look where it got her, one missing Fader and a very angry Director. Not that she could say much for herself. She had lost an Angel.

Walking, almost skipping, over, Chise took the seat across from Rick and sent him a very 'to die for' smile. She said nothing, though, waiting for him to speak first.

[Viorez]

He sat still in his seat holding his glasses in his hand off his face as Chise sat in the seat across from him. He remained silent for a while. "Don't give me that look" he said. "Do not give me that 'you lost the fader' look because i am in no mood for it." He found it comical how much credit she took for his creation. He opened his laptop and began a message, he had to authorize the gloves removal from his safety deposit box. Where he knew it was safe. "I have a loose animal and i have to retrieve it and your presence isn't going to make things go any smoother, did you know that?" His slightly british accent makes him seem snobbish and self-centered. "Three years of containment, three. and its all down the drain because someone hired useless staff that couldnt do their job." He looked up at her putting his glasses back on his face. "now what do you want?"

OOC: My guy is a douche haha

[Chise Nanahara]

Chise gave him a different look this time, a 'confused look, "Who is the useless staff than?" She asked innocently, as if she really didn't know.

[Viorez]

He scoffed closing his computer. "Oh i dont know, the staff you hired to guard and sedate him. "The two hybrids keeping guard of him and the nurse who was to change out the sedative." He sighed. "Oh a soldier was killed as well." He was upset about the whole situation.

[Chise Nanahara]

Chise glared, "Why was I not informed of the casualty sooner?" She demanded. She hadn't heard much about the incident and was finding it difficult to manage, "And I'll hire new, more reliable doctor's and nurses. Would you like to hand pick the Hybrids?" She asked pulling, out of no where it semmed, her large work tote that carried a laptop and important documents. She shuffled through a stack of papers before finding a packets labeled 'Hybrids', "Take your choice of any from the last three pages, they have yet to be assigned."

[Viorez]

"Funny," he said. "I had heard of this the very same day it happened." He has been upset about this all. He rubbed his eyes in anguish. She didn't understand. "The Hybrids are useless against him. And he isn't going to let us get close enough for sedation again he never liked needles." He didnt want to have to explain his history with the man he made into the Fader, it was just as painful for him to think about it.

A motorcycle pulled up next to him. The rider, who kept his helmet on to keep his face private handed Rick a brown package and sped off away from the restaraunt.

[Chise Nanahara]

Chise frowned at the ground impatiently, "Maybe he has a weakness other than needles?" She asked more to herself than Rick, though she figured it'd be nice if he knew something.

[Viorez]

He spoke slightly."He hates me," His voice was almost sad an as he spoke he looked away. He let out on last sigh while putting the package on his lap. "Once you find that weakness make sure to let me know. If there was anything i am good at its making effective weaponry and that man is an effective weapon if i have ever made one." His track record was impressive.

[Chise Nanahara]

Chise nodded, not noticing the slight echo of pain in Rick's voice, "I'll be sure to let you know, but my main problem is that I need to find my Angel. She broke out on some miracle and I have been hunting her for a while. You'd think it'd be easy, 'Have you seen a blonde girl with huge white wings? No? Hmm'"

[Viorez]

"You should know that there are a large number of the gifted on this planet and they are all hard to find." He came to the realization that those that wish to not be found will be difficult as hell to find. "Any way." he said. "I have a mistake to fix and it will be done. At any cost."

[Chise Nanahara]

Chise smiled, "And that's why I put you in charge." She winked and stood, "I'll be leaving, I have some work to do. Stings to pull and knots to tighten." She shrugged and started walking away from her coworker.

[Viorez]

He nodded his head in acknowledgment. "I have my knots as well." He said referring more to the knots in his stomach. "I'll be seeing you soon."