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 Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 4:03 am
The text Leon received was simple and to the point: The appointed time found the doctor sitting quietly at his desk, with fingers steepled and one eye on the clock. He had an air of thoughtfulness about him that morning, not tired, but not quite jovial either. Likely he had yet to get his morning harassment in just yet. Some people needed coffee to wake them up in the morning, but H preferred the pained expressions and visible discomfort of his underlings.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 8:22 am
Gods above, Once again the phone went off at a abnormal hour, the soft pinging was dull at first in the stark and plain room as he slept. Steadily it got louder and louder as the boxer was flung from his rest and so was the thin sheet that was tossed haphazardly from the cot and brought an arm up in irritation to the phone.
"Sweet mercy Marcus, if this is you sending me more dirty jokes..." he rambled on glaring at the device to be something important, lo and behold it was. Good it wasn't going to be tossed to the ground today, hopefully. "Pfft who would have thought that scientists would be up at the buttcrack of dawn too?" he asked the dragon that was still snoozing in his head. Yes Nidhogg was still sleeping in there, how he was able to do that was still a mystery.
"Dammit Nid."
whaaa came the sleepy response from the thing that he could have sworn just yawned at him. Did your nightlight go out again? awwwww.
Figures the first thing that the b*****d would do was tease him about the faint blue light that bathed the room in a almost eerie glow, the shadows weren't as bad here, seeing the minimalistic nature of the room, but the light just brought comfort. And in its wake, the teasing from one headguest.
"Shut up, we have to see Dr. H in a hour, try to be awake and alert for that?" he replied back in a groan and flicked off the switch of the alternative light source. You know its not going to go well meatbag. Nid decided to ring in with his 2 cents.
"Yeah no s**t genius, and a pumpkin makes a great pie." Leon said back irritably as he went about getting ready for the meeting, he was sure that he needed to have another shower before dealing with the squad leader. Dr H always struck him as some type of germaphobe.
Ugh that's our scarelings you sick, SICK human! Safe to say, Leon was glad that nobody directly lived adjacent of him yet, with the way they bickered like an old couple, even as he walked down the dormitory area and over into the section where the hunter offices lay.
Remember whelp, etiquette.
even once and awhile the dragon had a bout of wise advice, as the life hunter nodded to himself and gave a light tap on the door twice before entering the dammed room that was DR H's domain. "You wanted to see me sir?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 1:09 am
"Very punctual, Leon, excellent," the doctor's voice was considering rather than snide for once. "I may...have something of a job for you. Several of our more veteran are helping fill the gaps in the other divisions, due to tragic instances, missing leaders and so-on." His voice grew slightly warmer at this, fairly pleased to have several fingers in the other divisions' honey pots.
"I understand you were something of a pugilist in your former life, and that you continue a fairly rigorous training regimen even now?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 12:04 pm
Leon fully expected to see a breaker or some type of scientific equipment being smashed near the door, in responce to his arrival but finding Dr. H. In a good mood.
<"Somebody got laid.">
Somebody ate hay?
Other than ranting with the idiotic dragon, his focus went back toward the experienced hunter before his good good spoiled. Ever since the curfew was lifted, he would have to admit that the compound became a lot more active. A job that was enough to pique the boxers interest as he stood still in front of the Doctor and made sure to find his voice before answering. "Yes sir, I was a competent boxer and still train myself as one." he said back sternly, nothing on the lead hunters face gave way to whether it was a god thing, or a bad thing, sure he wasn't acting cold as he normally was, maybe he was just luring him in? He wasn't going to say he was the dullest crayon in the box, if not by much, but he still couldn't find the connection with life hunters helping out other divisions and his former trade.
Questioning why was definitely out of the question as he just continued to give Dr H his rapt attention.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 2:00 pm
"Oh, Leon, why so serious? Do you see me bleeding on my desk, looking deranged, and more than ready to send you out for an ultimately traumatic mission? Relax. This should be right up your alley, which means you have an opportunity to be useful to this division, and I like to take care of that which is of use to me, understand?" The doctor smiled, and while not entirely pleasant it didn't seem outright hostile either.
"Now, as you're likely away, there are durability issues with our H-type Golem. They can't handle a fight, or much in the way of extreme exertion, and now that relations have escalated between Deus and Halloween, this is proving to be something of a hindrance. We've been working on this problem for quite some time, and have created some viable prototypes, however testing is needed. And that's where you are needed, Leon."
The doctor pulled a sheet of paper out and slid it across to the trainee, "It's called Camp Crystal Lake, I know, I know. Trust me, there's a dozen of these camps over on the other side, and this one is conveniently abandoned. You'll find that the training facilities it houses are extensive, so that shouldn't create too much of a challenge. In all honesty, the most difficult aspect of this job is finding other hunters and trainees willing to do the golem tests," he smiled again, and this time is was decidedly unpleasant. "For some reason it's a rather unpopular task."
He leaned back and gave the trainee another measuring stare, "Until their completion, you'll be heading the testing team for the H2 golems. Find people, willing or unwilling, to take them for a test drive at the Halloween camp. Then you proceed to run them ragged through training exercises and sparring. You're to observe and closely monitor their durability, how long they last, what finally destroys them. Are you with me so far, Leon?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 2:35 pm
Ha ha, He called you out on that, you jacking stick in the bog.
It took some effort, but after the way that Dr. H spoke to him, Leon found the way to pull out the stick and ease the shoulders into a more casual slump for the Hunter. There wasn't much to say since H was Listing off the details over the golems and his intended task. Testing, nothing wrong with that. "Unpopular you say?" He couldn't imagine why, unless something bad happened with the last test. his eyes didn't leave the commanding officer as he spoke and called out to him. "I am sir, abandoned testing facility to be used for the prototype H2 golems, and It's my duty to recruit, lead, observe and document the results, correct sir?"
Sweet Jack, when you want to be serious, you don't play around, do ya Leon?
"excuse me one second sir." he said gritting his teeth and barking at Nid to 'Shut his non-existent pie hole' and turned back around to the Doctor with a sheepish look and went right back to business. "If I may ask, has there been any significant changes to the golems in this batch to pay keen attention to?" He didn't want to blatantly ask about the voice manipulating system that he asked about in the last mission review.
The calm doctor was a much better one to collaborate with.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 10:35 pm
"Excellent, for now just focus on their durability. The info on any additional upgrades will be sent to you as they are implemented, but survivability is, of course, our main concern here. And don't worry about popularity of golem testing, its simply the result of a few rather unflattering rumors that are slightly untrue. These particular golems are much more pleasant to test than previous incarnations." He slid a folder to the trainee, one full of more maps, checklists, and observation forms, "Think of this as a promotion, Leon. One without all the trouble of actually being promoted, receiving higher pay, and only the slightest bit of extra authority. Do you have any further questions?" The OOC Leo is now the testing lead for H2 golems. He has unlimited access to the H2 golems, and may choose to testing at anytime, alone or with whoever he can convince to test them. Testing may be purely RP, minigames, sparring, or any combination of such. Each golem has 20 HP Before each exercise/spar/whatnot ~ each tester must roll 1 d20 Anything above 10 = the amount of HP they have left, rolling higher on a later turn will not increase their HP (if you roll a 17, the golem still has 17 HP left. if you later roll a 20, the HP is still at 17)) For rolls of 10 and below ~ the following occurs: 10: golem loses a limb, but still retains 10HP 9: golem face melts, but still retains 9 HP 8: golem begins to shrink until it it only 1 foot tall, but still retains 8 HP 7: golem feels freezing cold to the point where its unbearable, but still retains 7 HP 6: golem feels like they have been set of fire, but still retains 6 HP 5: golem actually is set on fire, KO 4: golem melts, KO 3. all limbs fall off, but still retains 3 HP 2. all limbs fall off, KO 1: golem crumbles, KO
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 5:13 pm
"Riiiiiggghht." Leon said back in a drawl. The problem with being casual was that it was always possible to take it too far. Pleasant golems, was that even possible? He really doubted it.
The boxer slouched even more when the hefty looking folder was slid over to his side of the desk and he picked it up gingerly in his hand before casually flipping through all the material quickly and noting the observation forms and flicked his eyes back over to Dr. H as his explanation died down. "No questions sir, everything seems clear." he said after closing up the folder and tucking it near his side before addressing the Doctor again.
"Well there is one thing." the trainee asked quietly and leaned in toward the desk and the man that sat behind it.
"We get pay?" Did Cael forget to give him that memo?
You stupid whelp.
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 5:17 pm
A flash of teeth, "Think of it as a savings account for now."
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 9:14 pm
Well, that solved everything in his mind then.
"No further questions then Sir." Leon stated after the doctor was kind enough to listen to his concerns.
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