Feb 24, 2010 02:50
Dr. Bright storms the halls of this new site, site operatives trailing him like the tail of a comet. He is not on video, or audio, so those in the cells will not have access to his tantrum, this is for the other Doctors.
"Ridiculous! Absolutely fucking Ridiculous! JAK!" He doesn't turn, he just speaks, expecting his operatives to listen. A young man with a tablet computer moves closer to hear him speak. "I want taps into all those cells. Whatever they say to each other, I want to know! Who the fuck thought it was a good idea to let skips talk to each other? Who is in charge of this...this... this MESS?" The boy scurries away.
"Serra! Find out who is in charge of security, and get it doubled! I want two full complements of D on hand for testing purposes, and Special Task Force O-23 on call, just in case." A red haired woman with a sniper rifle takes off at full speed, as Bright slams his cane against the floor. "Now. Someone tell me what the FUCK is going on."
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