EverE Industries

[Angder]

Angder opened his eyes wide. "r...Really?" Angder's eyes lit up, and he genuinely smiled. "Thanks..."

[Jacob Hail]

Nobody questioned him on the way down, no one was suspicious and that made Jacob almost giddy. He reached the maintenance tunnel with a huge smile on his face, holding up the stretcher as Andrew and 496 turned to look at him. There was also another person there Jacob hadnt seen before, but he was to excited to be happy. "You have it?" 496 asks, taking the stretcher from the fox and opening it up. He unfolded the blanket and pulled out the uniform, a grin coming to his own muzzle. "Good, now put it on. 378 should be back soon." As if on que a cat slipped through the door. "We got it, but 331 nearly got caught. They drug him to the medical wing." The cat said as she stepped forward, handing 496 a key card. "But now we can get in to chemical storage.

Distipe hearing the news that they were a man down, a smirk came to Andrews face. This was the closest hes ever been to getting out. "See, things are falling into place perfectly." He said, turning to Jackson.

[Cinder42]

Jackson gulped and shuddered. This isn't right. This isn't right. What will F@#$%$^E#$%^M think? He blinked hard a good several times, trying to clear his cluttered head. He was scared, there was only one person he could ever go too when he was scared..... He gave Andrew one last frightened look, before turning and dashing away across the factory floor, disappearing among the milling workers and massive machines.

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Frost grinned genuinely at the worker, her face taking on a much warmer tone than usual. "You're welcome, my little beauty. Don't worry, no one's ever going to hurt you again." She deposited a small kiss on his forehead, as a mother may do to her pup, and trotted off into the infirmary. As muich as it pained her to have to leave her magnum opus behind, she had work to do. Maybe one day he could accompany her, and help her with her art, so she wouldn't always be working alone.

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Victoria gave a small huff. He had saved her life. She owed him. He looked pitiful over there, not threatening at all, but.... She pushed the last fearful thoughts down and eased herself up into a sitting position, scooting gingerly to the end of the mattress and leaning her back against the wall for support, leaving the entire top half of the bed vacant. She patted the empty space, trying her best to be assertive through her apprehension. "Come on. You look like a sad little fawn down there shivering in the cold."

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Jackson sat in front of the heavy wooden door, his pulse racing but his mind numb. He lifted a paw and knocked steadily. There was a long pause before the sound of rustling papers and slightly rusted joints could be heard from inside. There were a few muffled curses before the door was pulled open, revealing a very disgruntled CEO scowling down at him.

 Her expression looked like she was ready to rip the head off of any medic or guard who thought he or she was important enough to make her leave her desk full of work to come greet THEM at the door, but as her gaze fell on the withered, cowering Jackson it managed to get worse. "What the hell do you want?" She growled venomously. Jackson flinched, his wide, bloodshot eye making it's way up her frame from the floor to meet her contemptuous mechanical ones. He was at a loss for words, blubbering and stuttering like a mad-man. Fem growled and gave a quick stomp, the sound reverberating through the metal floor and silencing the stammering worker. "If this is another one of your attempts to curl up at my feet like a helpless puppy and get things to go back to 'the old days' again, so help me-" Jackson's head snapped up, startling the old mutt out of her sentence. "They're trying to get out....!"

Fem was dumbfounded for a moment, staring at the sniveling worker in shock. Slowly, her dropped jaw closed and her face regained its hawk-like intensity. She raised an eyebrow and looked him over again, as if appraising him for sale. "Come inside, I'd love to hear more about this little.... development." Jackson slinked into the dimly lit office, his tail between his legs and his eyes on the floor. She closed the heavy door behind them, and though it closed slowly and carefully, it still seamed to shut with a condemning boom.

[Jacob Hail]

Andrew was about to run after Jackson but the hyena quickly grabbed him and slammed the door. "Stop, if you run after himethen they are going to get suspicious."

"Hes going to get the CEO!" Andrew hissed, ripping his shoulder from 496s grip.

"I know I know, but this situation is still salvageable... we just need to come up with a story. And **censor** fast."

"I think I have one." Jacob spoke up, walking forward. Now listen up, and for the love of God dont forget it."
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Before Andrew knew it he was standing infront of the heavy wooden door to the CEOs office. In truth he was scared out of his mind, but on the outside he looked calm, almost bored,  as if this was simply just an inconvenience out of his day. Reaching out, he knocked three times on the door.

[Cinder42]

The heavy door was opened slowly, revealing the pale, worn face of Jackson. He looked up at the shark's face and his eyes filled with terror. He started to stutter, trying to get words out, only to be settled by a metallic wing placed gently over him in an almost motherly fation. Fem, stepped into sight of the doorway, her wing draped over Jackson comfortingly, but the sharp feathers flexing and twitching dangerously and her dark synthetic eyes trained on Andrew. They twitched and flickered menacingly as she looked the beast over, her lip drawing up in disgust.  She gave Jackson's side a gently pat but it was plenty to startle him into looking up at her pleadingly. She gestured to the door and he gave a small, nervous nod, slinking out past Andrew, keeping his eyes on the floor and avoiding his gaze as best he could.

Left alone, she returned her fierce gaze to Andrew. "Care to join me in my office?" She stepped back, presenting the empty room with an unfurled bladed wing.

[Angder]

Angder stayed silent. Deep in thought. He then made a decision... He would wait. A promotion would make his life bearable, losing that opportunity was not worth it... the chances of escape were far too low.

[Jacob Hail]

Andrew didnt look at Jackson as he passed, instead keeping an eyes on the CEO, who he propmtly gave a smirk and a small head bow as he walked into the room. The shark kept his composure, maintaining the same unamused look as he stood in the middle of the room, folding his hands behind his back and taking a quick look around. The office was very much like the ones he had seen when he met with leaders of crime syndicates, just maybe a bit more formal. He also knew how to act . Stand up straight, place his hands behind his back, and look forward, it showed respect. And whatever he did he couldnt show nervousness or fear, it displayed weakness, and in confronts such as this that could be deadly. It was the same rules in this situation. "I think 002 should be sent to the doctors for a detox, thats why I came." He spoke up, looking forward. "There was an incident when we were working on a burst pipe down in one of the maintenance halls, and he was not in the right state of mind when he left, spouting things that could get a few workers including myself in some hot water. If youll allow me ma'am, Id like clear up and explain any misconceptions there may be."

[Cinder42]

Fem eased herself into her large, leather chair, looking at the engineer with quiet contemplation. Her features were serene, much mirroring that of the shark, her open contempt leaving the office with its primary target, Jackson. She gave a small nod, gesturing for him to continue, her eyes' now dim light casting a feint golden glow on her desk in the dark room. Even fewer lights were on than usual.
 
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Frost's tail wags in rhythm as she hummed a perky tune. Her hips swayed as she twirled over to another rack of medical supplies, dropping the rusty scissors with a clang on the dirty surface. On the operating table lay a sedated raccoon, a significant portion of his throat now seeming to be made up of a series of complex tubes and pipes. She smiled down at her handiwork, running a paw affectionately over the fine parts as if strumming a harp, wiping off a few stray specks of blood from the shiny surface. Trachea replacements were difficult, but she always loved a challenge. She had only ever had to do a few before in her lifetime, her finest being on her own auntie Fem, herself, when her voice had begun giving out. She frowned slightly, thinking of the old canine. She was in such poor health, the years of running the factory taking such a toll on her.... The smile was quick to return though. That's why whenever a problem began to pop up, they just replaced its source with something new!

She patted the raccoon on the head, giving him a friendly smile. "You're a cutie, it's a shame the guards got over exited like that. Keeping you alive after they rip the throat out is such a delicate procedure." The raccoon stirred, beginning to come to. "At least you'll have a beautiful new voice now!" She chuckled as the raccoon's eyes fluttered open, looking at her with dazed confusion before slowly morphing to fear. She leaned down, placing her muzzle right beside his ear, her smile becoming dangerous. "But you want to know something?" She whispered, looking into the creature's terrified eyes. "You're still not nearly as cute as my masterpiece!" She struck him hard in the stomach with a her paw, eliciting a cry of pain from the creature that quickly turned into a chorus of screaming as it heard the sound of its own voice.

Frost grinned in delight and trotted out of room, leaving the guards to deal with the patient. At least they'll have some nice music to listen to now that I replaced his old vocal chords. This is so much more refined! She trotted down the hall happily, swaying her hips to a different tune now. The tune of a screaming patient with harmonica reeds for vocal chords.

Post Merge: August 30, 2015, 03:22:09 AMFrost's paw steps grew steadily faster as she approached the bedding area where her favorite project presided, finally nearly a run by the time she rounded the corner and pushed through the clear plastic flaps that hung over the door. She made a beeline for Angder's cot and greeted him with a grin as she plopped herself on his chest, her eyes gleaming as they stared wide into his. "Hey there beautiful! I just got done with my last surgery of the day, and boy was it a doozy!"

A few medics working nearby lifted their heads at her statement. Medics worked in shifts and went home in their downtime just like any other job, but Frost NEVER took time off. Sure it was available to her but she never took it, hell, she was the one they all gave their late-night surgeries to when they were tired and just wanted to go home because they knew she would happily do them. There was no "last surgery of the day," unless she was dead. Things were changing.

The white jackal reached up and began playing with the wolf's face. Squishing his cheeks around and stroking his fur with her thumbs as if she were examining a detailed antique. "He got his throat SHANKED OUT by one of the guards with the help of an assembly worker of all things who got mad at him and wanted revenge! It was so messy! His blood was EVERYWHERE! I keep thinking there should be a way to mop all that up and put it back in so we don't waste any but it never works, kinda sad really, but the point is that I got to do his surgery and it was SUPER fun and I even got to try out this brand new thing I've ben wanting to do, where you add instrument parts so they make beautiful music whenever they talk. I would love to get an orchestra of those together someday! I just have to figure out how to get the brass instruments not to sound like farts! Do you have any ideas?" She giggled and chattered on like that for a solid several minutes at a break-neck pace, recounting her day and all her exited thoughts on him like a kindergartener telling their parent about their day at school. All the while she continued to poke and prod at him and absently, as if studying each part for flaws or simply admiring. Finally she fell silent and looked at him quietly, a little smile sitting on her face. "So are you ready to go?" She asked suddenly, her tail wagging. "We have work to do."

[Angder]

Angder nods, and tries to smile, his face was slightly sore from the poking and squishing, and he felt a little sick listening to Frost... was this such a good idea?
"l..Lets go... about time I got a promotion." Angder states.

[Jacob Hail]

"Im going to get right to the point, 002 was hallucinating due to a chemical spill." Andrew continued. "We were working on a corroded pipe down in maintenance hall C and requested the help of a few runners for assistance and material gathering. I have all their identification numbers if needed. But as we were working one of the runners knocked into a storage shelf and it fell, spilling a few things on the floor and over 002. One of those being an industrial solvent." He stopped for a moment, letting his word sink in. "We were to busy trying to help the runner that the shelving fell on that we didnt notice the effects of the chemical at first, but then 002 started to freak out. Backed into a corner and stared going on about how we wernt allowed to escape, and that posing as guards and medics was a bad idea and that we should put down the uniform. I did my best to calm him down and wipe the chemical off his snout, settle him in the corner because, well to be straight, I didnt really want to send him up the the med bay.  I turned my back to help the runner and 002 is running out the door, yelled something about the CEO. So now Im here. And I have evidence supporting my claim, along with testimonies of the other workers." Andrew finished, not moving as he waited for the CEOs response.

[Cinder42]

Fem listened quietly to the engineer's spiel, taking it in with calm contemplation. When he concluded, she stared at his in silence, before cracking a small smile. "You certainly didn't need to go to all that work of making up a story." She took in the shark's features with her growing smile. "I've known 002 very closely for a very long time, we've been through many trials and tribulations together to get this facility where t is today. Did he tell you what ever happened to his eye?" She waited for a response, but safely took the silence as a no, and shrugged. "not surpising, he never did like talking about that day, and he likely hardly remembers it anyhow, he was only a puppy at the time.... not to mention his mind being so hopelessly scrambled at it is." She looked away idly, brushing some dust off of a nearby shelf. "Yes, I'm perfectly aware he has completely lost his mind." She turned her sharp gaze on his, her eyes like fierce candles in the dark room. "However, he always comes through for me when there's trouble in my kingdom."

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Frost's heart skipped excitedly, and she took Angder's big blade hand in both of hers, leading him off through the white hallways. She glanced back at him repeatedly, her smile wide like an exited puppy. Slowly, as they progressed, the walls grew darker and darker, until they once again became the same dark, dingy brown as the factory floor.

They made it to a large, open room, full of weights and practice dummies and other training equipment. Frost beamed at it all, her tail wagging vigorously. "Welcome to the gym!" She said perkily.

[Angder]

Angder glances around, and grins "SO... I am being promoted to a guard?" Angder moves over to the weights... and tries to lift one... of course as he was doing it effectively one handed he had little success.

[Jacob Hail]

Andrew only shook his head, walking forward and standing right in front of Fems desk, a small smile on his face. "A story? This is hardly a story. Why would I go through the trouble of coming up here and presenting myself to you if I had something to hide? Because, to be forward ma'am, there are a lot of easier ways to slip into the shadows if you have been caught doing something against the rules." He spoke casually, as if talking to his boss who he had known for years. His face still had no sign of fear or nervousness, even after calling his bluff. He had expecred her not to buy it right away, they never did. "But I chose to come up here and explain myself because Im not guilty of anything. And I have no doubt that 002 can be reliable when weeding out trouble, but in this instance he was on a chemical high fused with a drug induced paranoia. He could of seen and reported any number of things."

[Grovygrunge]

A new face had just arrived at the factory. His name was formerly Riley Barrens, though he guessed that really didn't matter before. Now he was worker number...well he didn't really know, he was too busy looking for a way out when he was given a number. He did his best to recall what may have been said and the number 426 came to mind. He shrugged his shoulders, like it really mattered, he wasn't going to refer to himself as a god damn number anyway. To do so would be acceptance, he was not about to go ahead and just accept this. Riley jerked forward as a guard gave him a rough shove, he had been standing completely stationary whilst he was in thought. Honestly, he had done it on purpose to test the guard, and from the look on said guard's face, they knew all too well that was his intention.


Riley kept his mouth shut, wanting to cursed the guard right to their face, but he was no idiot, he knew that would be a quick way to earn a beating or two,so he moved along the work floor, allowing himself to be guided to his work station. He was going to cooperate just for now. He didn't want to get his ass kicked already. The way he walked probably screamed that he was new here. He walked like a man who treasured his dignity and pride above all things, like a man yet to be broken and who was unwilling to be made to do anything he didn't feel like doing. It was a walk which told any observant onlookers that this man was arrogant, and that it would almost definitely be his undoing in a place like this. He stuck out like a broken thumb, demanding to be snapped into place.

[Cinder42]

Fem's sly smile instantly dropped to a deep frown. This is practically insulting. She leaned over to her intercom and pressed the button connected to the infirmary. "Frost, would you and three other medics kindly report to my office as soon as possible. I need to brief you on retrieving an engineer for programing. Thank you." She turned to the shark, a sly smile returning to her face. "thank you for informing me of this, 104, I very nearly sent an entire fleet of guards after you and your little colleagues." She leaned back in her chair. "That would be a shame, seeing as you have so much potential."

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Frost's ears perked at the sound of the intercom. Auntie fem never uses the intercom system, you had to schedule a meeting weeks in advance. She turned to Angder, pouting. "I have to go...." She grumbled, looking at the floor. "Some guard will come by soon to help train you I guess.... I'll be back....." She gave him a half-hearted hug and sulked off down the hallways again, her tail dragging behind her on the white tiles.

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(I hate to do this, but i can't finish this right now, I'll have to later so please hold on unless you just have something to say unrelated to this incident)