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Post by Zhiel on May 27, 2008 16:59:52 GMT -4
OOC: small "rp sample" RP for Stevens new NWO character, a few years back in time.
It was just another of those days, Richard was spending his time down in one of his personal labs and workshops, a completely white room filled with strange machines and a few large tables, where several metal pieces and strange fabrics were scattered, however everything seemed to have been placed with care and precision.
This time he was working on a new agents power armor, as per her request he was making it as lightweight as possible, while still keeping as many of the more practical features in it, that was his own choice however, he hated making something just for looks, which was obvious with all his machines in the large room being very simplistic in design.
He was just approaching the stage where he would assemble all the parts into the complete armor, before the finishing touches could be done. However just then he heard the door behind him slide open, his day was about to become a lot less boring.
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Post by Mr. Butterfly on May 27, 2008 17:27:00 GMT -4
Wearing her usual black dress, with her green hair swept back over her shoulders, Marisa waltzed inside, with her usual feline grace. She eyed some of the machinery as she came in, having been in the lab only a few times before. She strutted in, walking in silently to right behind Richard. She waited till she was right behind his ear before speaking in a loud voice.
"Hey there, Boss!" She said in a loud, bubbly voice, smiling. She was chipper today, more so than usual, resulting in her bright, cheery attitude. "You called me down here, right?" She said, straightening up, putting her hands behind her back. She wondered if it had anything to do with all this...machinery.
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Post by Zhiel on May 27, 2008 17:47:31 GMT -4
Richard had a feeling about who it was who had entered the room without announcing themselves, as was per regulations. And he could tell the person moved with a grace few in his organization had, though he could make out the sound of the persons feet touching the ground so it was not someone sneaking, merely moving silently.
His guess about who it was had been confirmed even before she nearly yelled in his hear, though he obviously flinched from the sudden noise he did not make any other movements and continued working on what he had in hand now, a small earpiece thingie that almost looked like a pair of glasses sawed in half, almost. He sighed before he replied to one of the two most annoying agents in his organization.
"Yes.. I did. Here, try this on" He said as he put the scanner in her hands after he had turned around, his white lab coat swirling slightly as it was open in the front, something it usualy was when working on non-dangerous applications.
"I've nearly completed your Mark 1 armor, though calling it a combat suit is stretching it. But as per your request I've attempted to make it as light as possible. Here is how the complete thing will look after assembly." He said as he pushed a button on a nearby console, causing a 3D image of the complete suit come up on a large screen above the table they were standing by. The words "Mark 1 Spirit Stealth Suit" was displayed above it as the image of the suit rotated fully on the screen.
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Post by Mr. Butterfly on May 27, 2008 17:57:26 GMT -4
Marisa took the spirit scanner out of his hands with near childlike glee, instantly pushing all the buttons she could find as she put it on over her ear, fitting it snugly. She looked over at Richard, seeing the scanner analyze his minute spirit energy readings. However, he then brought up a 3-D impression of the suit that was to be hers, and she walked around in a 360* circle around the image, examining it through the vizor, which she didn't bother to take off.
After a second, she looked at Richard with a strange look on her face. "Boooooooss," She started in a slightly whiney tone. "No way I have to wear that. It doesn't look tight enough. I mean, what's the point in having a fabulous teen body if I can't show it off?" She did a sort of sweep with her hands with that, as if finalizing her point.
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Post by Zhiel on May 27, 2008 18:16:26 GMT -4
Richard was actualy quite satisfied with the first stealth suit prototype, though the way Marisa handled the "visor" he had just handed her like if it was a toy made him feel slightly uncomfortable about giving her the suit. However even as she walked around the screen while looking at the suit he could tell she didnt seem very excited, and when she suddenly booo'd about it with her trademark whiny voice he had to put on a lot of self-restraint to remain calm.
Though when she began to talk about how it wasnt form fitting enough his left eye visibly twitched and it was apparent that he wasnt exactly happy about what she just said. "Ms Truax, if you do not want a advanced power suit that augments your abilities and first and foremost may save your life, I guess I can give it to someone more deserving of it." Though his voice was calm, his eyes told another story.
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Post by Mr. Butterfly on May 27, 2008 18:34:16 GMT -4
Marisa looked down slightly with slightly pouty lips as Richard "got onto her" about her disagreeing with the suit, and how she should want it, yada yada yada. In all honesty, Marisa zoned out, already knowing what was coming. She let her mind wander slightly, to fashion and her last good kiss, before coming back to reality. In fact, she cut him off at "I guess I can give it to...."
"Oh, fine fine, I'll take the suit as is, Boss." She said with a slightly peeved expression. She hated getting scolded in that calm manor of her Boss."Just stop twitching, Boss. It's not good for your complexion. You know, if you'd get out of this lab sometime, that tan skin of yours could actually be put to good use." Marisa began recalling information about skin health, and how to keep it smooth and clean, when she turned her attention back to the prototype armor as she removed the spirit scanner from her face, twiddling it in her hands.
"Hrm....well, with a little paint, and maybe my insignia, and this suit could be...managable."
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Post by Zhiel on May 27, 2008 18:51:31 GMT -4
Richard could tell that Marisa had stoped listening, atleast partially, before he had even begun. Though he continued anyways, but just as he was about to finish his "scolding" she cut him off. Though he disliked her attitude about this whole affair, he was satisfied she'd be atleast this reasonable.
However then she told him of his twitching, something that Richard had never quite gotten controll off whenever he was mad or irritated, not only that she was apparently implying he spent all of his days holed up in the labs. Even though he'd gotten his calm exterior back during his persuading her to take the suit, a noticable twitch once again came to his left eye, and this time he'd actually have to shut his mouth, nearly gritting his teeth to avoid yelling at her.
After a few second however he had managed to calm down a bit and was about to talk again. "My private life is none of your..." Then she mentioned something about pain and an "insignia". There wasnt even time for a twitch this time. "GET OUT OF MY OFFICE!" He yelled, ironically ignorant that they were in his lab, though his anger was more than apparent in his voice, though with the exception of his eyes the rest of him still seemed calm, a sign he had not completely lost it, but was very close to.
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Post by Mr. Butterfly on May 27, 2008 19:05:36 GMT -4
When Richard had yelled, Marisa flinched up noticably, cringing at his angry voice. She noticed that she may have done something to upset him, but couldn't remember....what had she done to possibly annoy him? Whatever it was, Marisa Truax saw in Richard's fierce eyes that she shouldn't have said what she said next.
"Um...Boss....this is the Laboratory....not your office..." She said in a slightly meak voice, as if trying not to say it too loud or regretting saying it at once. She once again noticed that her Boss was not totally sane. However, there was nothing she could do know as she edged closer to the door and away from Richard, before another outburst occured.
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Post by Zhiel on May 27, 2008 19:35:46 GMT -4
"Um...Boss....this is the Laboratory....not your office..."
"I KNOW THAT!" Richard yelled after Marisa as she edged for the door, sure he wasnt the most sane person, but this was merely his general anger outburst, there was a limit to how much idiocity he could take. After she had left he slumped down on a nearby chair as he sighed loudly, he truly disliked that womans attitude...
Outside Kaeshi approached Marisa while scratching the back of his head, it was apparent he had heard all the yelling. He was dressed in his customary black suit, tie and all, and was very professional looking as always. "Ms. Truax, maybe you should avoid.. modifying.. the suit for a while, in either case I was supposed to tell you it should be completed soon. You should come down to the testing area tomorrow at the usual time to try it on and get used to moving around in it." And with that said he gave a simple wave with his hand as he walked inside the lab
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