Engineering Labs

*Sweets walks in sitting down at a work table and begins tinkering with a few busted weapons*Kept telling them to be more careful with these things.

Aimus walks to the door and knocks " sweets you in there ?"

Yep, *Sweets is replacing the internals of an AK-47* Pull up a chair.

"hey how are you?" Aimus looking a bit roughed up sits down

Better than you are apparently, whats up. *Sweets puts the Rifle down picking up a shotgun

" me,I got drunk and got my ████ kicked by Sybil," Aimus chuckles " Im more worried about how Micah I mean Wolf is doing "

Yeah, havent heard from her in a few days, I'm concerned.

" if she has her mothers guts she will pull through "

Well, lets hope for that, *Sweets checks the repaired shotgun*I'm getting annoyed with some of the mobile task forces, its like they deliberately destroy these guns to piss me off.

*Sweets works on the firing mechanism of the gun when beta chimes in mentaly: Build and army of Corgis with lasers mounted on their heads* Seriously beta?

Well you are talking about catching dangerous thing and people they just get freaked out I supose

Probably. *Sweets takes a Barrett 9mm pistol

"when was the last time wolf talked to you ?

I don't remember that well, Maybe a few weeks I don't know.

"That's good I guess" Aimus says in a happy tone " is there anithing I can help you with?

Know anything on fixing guns?

" kinda I was never good at that  " aimus looks at his watch" actually I better go it was nice talking to you "

Alright, If you get any word on wolf let me know, and vice versa.

Don't worry you'l be the first to know"Aimus walks to his office

*Sweets places the finished guns on a Materials transit cart then programming it to the armory. The cart cart sputters off to the armory with it's cargo.

Deric walks into the room, surveying the room. The buzz of electricity fills the room as lab equipment buzzes to life with the flick of switches. He sits down at his personal computer and begins to boot it up, sipping on a cup of coffee freshly made this morning in the cafeteria.

A knocking fills the room, coming from the door.

Richards sighs and shouts, "The Door is open!"

The door opens, a woman of 25 stands there looking a little lost, "Um... you wouldn't happen to know where I can find an Agent Banks is; do you?"

Richards looks up at the woman with a tired expression and speaks, "I have no clue where any of the agents would be. They are not apart of my department."