Jofune Tsurabisu
Suit Gang's Onmyouji Mystic/Older Brother Senpai
"Ah well.Precise and to the point. Could not expect any less from a soldier. Got a name son or are you just going to let me rattle on?" he said slightly annoyed. Randall began to punch in the data into the computer that is altering his experiment's synapse matrix. "So, did you gather any clues if the captured was working alone or part of something bigger?" he asked as his wife's face lit up the huge screen above them. "Hi, Darling.."Roman said:The man watched as Randall had tinkered with the subject's body. He listened closely as he described the details, but the sound of the joints popping back into place soon distracted him. He nodded when his employer finished speaking and he soon spoke himself....
"I am grateful to hear that you feel my work was good."
He then cleared his throat, and stood tall with his hands behind his back. The man also dismissed his soldiers.
"Sir, as for the briefing... The job was fairly easy. My men spotted the target going to a concert. I decided we'd go in with force and take over, putting the super in a locked off area. That's when I captured the target and called for extraction."
¥"Darling, when will I get the research update to present to the UN Security Council?" she spoke in a cutesy sing song voice, that anyone with half a brain knew dripped with an angered annoyance, and dread. "I have two hours before I have to talk to them, and all I have to work with is, outdated stats and population charts. So when ever you stop playing grab ass with the soldiers, Mind sending me the data, please, sweetie?" she said fuming before cutting off the transmission.
@Roman
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