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 Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 6:24 pm
Click click click - the sound of high heels echoed quietly off the walls as one of the scientists made her way to Elite Nadja's office.
Nervous was a good way of describing how Vironica was feeling at that moment, considering she'd never actually met the Elite that was the head of her department, and yet that was exactly who she was heading to see completely unannounced. Her feet moved swiftly, since time was rather of the essence if she was to reach the boss before a certain shipment of 'Prize Corner' pidgey were to leave the base. Lab coat billowing out a bit behind her, she turned a corner sharply and began reading the door plates while she held a file of papers close to her chest.
'Here we go...' Taking a deep breath, Vironica adjusted her glasses and glanced down at the folder before she gave a couple of sturdy knocks on the door. She prayed quietly to herself that the elite was actually in; previously she had tried the woman's office down in the labs, but had received no answer.
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Posted: Tue Aug 03, 2010 8:58 pm
Large heavy paws padded across the carpet behind the door, followed by Nadja's voice.
"What is it?"
It was lightly inquiring and mildly distracted, as if the elite had been in the middle of some work and hadn't expected a visitor, which was in all likelihood the case.
Something whuffed at Vironica's feet.
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Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2010 11:27 am
"Ma'am, there's a matter I'd like to discuss to you about one of the Pidgey meant to be shipped out today." Dear lord what was that sniffing at her feet from under the door?
Holding the files tightly to her chest, Vironica closed her eyes and took a deep breath. It was just a pokemon of some kind, certainly, and more than likely it would pick up on her nervous vibes if she didn't calm down just a smidge more. "It's come to my attention that there was a runt produced in the recent batch for today."
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 12:11 am
There was a pause just long enough to encompass an unheard sigh, and then the sound of a chair rolling back. Nadja wasn't about to have an extended conversation through the door. "Come in."
When Vironica opened the door she would find herself in quite a comfortable looking office. Sunlight streamed in the large window behind the desk, spilling across the carpet and lighting up the curves of a polished silver samovar. The walls were lined with bookshelves and to the right was a mass of cream and orange fur. The animal noises had stopped.
A large wet nose snuffled through the scientist's hair.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 9:22 am
Vironica opened the door carefully and took a couple of steps in from the doorway before closing the door behind her. At the sight of the office's interior, she felt herself becoming surprised at the surroundings; she would have never expected Nadja's private office to be so... well, comfortable. However, it was understandable since she was sure that the Elite spent a lot of time in this room.
Her eyes widened as her musings were cut short by a large, furry pokemon pressed it's large, cold and wet nose into her hair. Turning absolutely ridged as a shiver ran down her back, Vironica attempted to regain her composure.
"There seems to have been an error made with the creation of one of the Pidgy scheduled for shipping today: his coloring is less than impressive, resembling more of a dark moss green at best, and he has showed a very shy personality so far." Vironica paused, flipping over the folder cover to offer Nadja all of the information she'd been able to gather on such short notice.
"In short, a runt of the litter was created."
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 3:56 pm
There was a friendly "Bwurf," and then a large Arcanine padded into Vironica's view, tail waving like a feathery pennant.
The elite was at her desk, apparently paused mid-report; she looked up when the scientist arrived, a pen balanced between her fingers. There was a cup of tea on her desk, protected from the wood by a gold-rimmed saucer. "Moloch." The dog obediently came and sat long enough for one of the woman's gloved hands to migrate into his fur, then flopped down beside the desk, watching Vironica with blue eyes. "Rau."
"H'm." Nadja reached for the folder and skimmed down the contents, tapping the pen on the manila card. Her slim brows drew together. Pidgey. "Interesting," she murmured, and then "H'm. Mechanical error." The machine readouts pointed to a neglected dose of growth hormone. She looked back up at Vironica, her gaze sharp and gray. "Unfortunately there doesn't seem to be anything new here worth research. If the specimen is of no market or battle value, it's of little use to us."
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2011 2:59 pm
Vironica's steel-blue eyes blinked a few times as she watched the Arcanine, realizing that this had been the owner of the wet nose. For some reason, she found it surprising that an Elite would have such a friendly pokemon. Then again, considering the size of the Arcanine itself, the pokemon was probably an incredibly strong fighter.
Turning her attention back to Nadja, Vironica did not fail to notice how obedient Moloch was. Her gaze locked with Nadja's when the Elite looked up. "If possible...." Vironica started, knowing that the pidgey would more than likely be terminated. "I would like to run a few tests on him in my own time. I'm curious to see how the growth hormones did, or in this case lack of, affected his color scheme. As the notes stated, he was supposed to be a bright green color."
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