Memetics lab.
*Sauntering casually back into the laboratory, much to the dismay of those assistants present*
Morning! How goes the research?
*Gives a cursory scan to most of the scientists' progress in turn, nods in satisfaction*
This proves satisfactory indeed. Keep it up! If anyone needs to find me, I'll be in the construct. After all, I have work to do as well.
*Strolls casually into his construct, loading his custom handgun with a clip casually palmed from the munitions department. Targets materialise before him, he cracks his neck and fires. One thunderclap after another is heard and slowly the targets begin to disintegrate. First the shoulders of the target fall away, then the head. Turning and pausing to examine his handiwork, he tosses the handgun from right to left hand, pivots on his heel and fires again. Both legs of the target hit the ground first, swiftly followed by what remains of the torso.*
This proves satisfactory. Most satisfactory indeed. Clearly there are some studies I have neglected...
*Resets the construct to that of his office, sits down at his terminal and begins to start typing away, accompanied by the bassy rumble of his speakers. Occaisionally he sits back to take stock of his work. As an afterthought he modifies the construct to let some artificial sunlight into the lab.*
This place needed a little brightening up after all...
Morning! How goes the research?
*Gives a cursory scan to most of the scientists' progress in turn, nods in satisfaction*
This proves satisfactory indeed. Keep it up! If anyone needs to find me, I'll be in the construct. After all, I have work to do as well.
*Strolls casually into his construct, loading his custom handgun with a clip casually palmed from the munitions department. Targets materialise before him, he cracks his neck and fires. One thunderclap after another is heard and slowly the targets begin to disintegrate. First the shoulders of the target fall away, then the head. Turning and pausing to examine his handiwork, he tosses the handgun from right to left hand, pivots on his heel and fires again. Both legs of the target hit the ground first, swiftly followed by what remains of the torso.*
This proves satisfactory. Most satisfactory indeed. Clearly there are some studies I have neglected...
*Resets the construct to that of his office, sits down at his terminal and begins to start typing away, accompanied by the bassy rumble of his speakers. Occaisionally he sits back to take stock of his work. As an afterthought he modifies the construct to let some artificial sunlight into the lab.*
This place needed a little brightening up after all...