023 Testing ARC

Characters used: Dr. Deric Richards, David Alexander

Richards awoke to the droning sound of his alarm clock. He blindly felt along his nightstand, finding the switch and silencing the device. Richards sat up and rubbed his eyes, grabbing his glasses off the nightstand. he put them on with a sigh, surveying the room. His bookshelves remained untouched, filled with volumes of books on topics ranging from engineering to microbiology. He looked over to his desk to find the half drank bottle of liquor still sitting as he’d left it the night before.
Richards stood up, looking at his clock to discover that it was six-forty AM. He stretched, listening to the sound of his joints pop. He made his way to his personal bathroom and began his daily ritual. He flipped on the light as he strode into the room, allowing him to admire his reflection in the mirror. In front of him stood An average man, barely five foot ten. His dark brown hair somehow maintaining its color even though he was coming up on his forty third birthday. His goatee showed some of his age though, noticeable speaks of grey streaking his facial hair. Richards eyes moved to the razor sitting on the edge of the sink. He stared at it for a few moments before deciding against shaving his goatee. ‘I’ll do it next week..’ He thought to himself. He moved his way to the shower, starting it up and watching the steam rise and fill the room.

A/N: I apologize for the shortened length of this first post, I promise the next update will be much longer (hopefully). Expect this update sometime within the next few weeks.

OOC:

    David was up working a late shift over a meticulous transcript error when he noticed the time. "Well, it does appear that I must leave..." He thought, scanning over the once-horribly-false document. Everything seemed in order, nothing like the insult to bureaucracy that the document once was. "Seriously, who files a request for 'Wilkie Tatlkies' in security? Perhaps a new mental screening process should be implemented..." He said to himself, filing the paper away, dawning his coat and punching out his time-card. He made it through the halls quickly to get everything running to-schedule on today's test. After all, today was the day.

    He very quickly noticed the lack of an essential individual, Dr. Richards. Of course, it was before the time of the test, so he wasn't quite needed yet, though it would be nice having someone to coordinate with. So long as he arrived before 8:00, everything would be fine. In the meantime, David decided to grab a chair and carry out an inspection of the current containment procedures, to ensure that all was going to plan and that nobody was slacking off.

Richards exited the shower, towel around his waist as he strode out of the restroom. He picked his glasses up off his dresser as he rummaged through them to figure out what he wanted to wear for the big test day. He finally decided upon a nice pair of khaki pants and a black and white button up shirt. After correctly dressing himself and making sure he was presentable, he finally dawned the lab coat that signified his place within the foundation: Level 3 researcher Doctor Deric Richards. He checked his watch and read the time, 7:30 AM. "████," mumbled Richards, realizing that he wouldn't have time to grab breakfast before heading into the testing facility. Richards quickly headed out the door, hoping to be able to at least grab some coffee before beginning one of the more important moments in his career with the SCP Foundation.