Post by Alvis on Feb 17, 2022 16:43:42 GMT
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A lot of things had happened that week- things that demanded quite urgent attention. For as much as Alvis tried to solve things alone, he wasn't so foolish to believe that he didn't need help in times like this. He was just one man, after all. One man with a very ordinary therapy centre. He wasn't a powerful superhero, nor was he in charge of anything able to detain people for more than a few hours at a time- and he didn't exactly want to put himself in that position just yet. After the utter disaster that was his conduct in recent times, he didn't quite trust himself to deal with this alone. No, he needed to take his own advice on this one- he needed to call for help.
MIRA told him that they were sending someone over- a man going by the alias 'Scramjet'. He was due to arrive about an hour after the centre's regular closing time, when the building would only be populated by the two of them. As such, there was nobody at the front desk to greet them. Instead, he had instructed his guest to arrive at the back entrance- there was a buzzer by the door that would alert the doctor to his presence.
For now, however, Alvis would remain in his office, waiting. Anxious.
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A lot of things had happened that week- things that demanded quite urgent attention. For as much as Alvis tried to solve things alone, he wasn't so foolish to believe that he didn't need help in times like this. He was just one man, after all. One man with a very ordinary therapy centre. He wasn't a powerful superhero, nor was he in charge of anything able to detain people for more than a few hours at a time- and he didn't exactly want to put himself in that position just yet. After the utter disaster that was his conduct in recent times, he didn't quite trust himself to deal with this alone. No, he needed to take his own advice on this one- he needed to call for help.
MIRA told him that they were sending someone over- a man going by the alias 'Scramjet'. He was due to arrive about an hour after the centre's regular closing time, when the building would only be populated by the two of them. As such, there was nobody at the front desk to greet them. Instead, he had instructed his guest to arrive at the back entrance- there was a buzzer by the door that would alert the doctor to his presence.
For now, however, Alvis would remain in his office, waiting. Anxious.