ICONS (Final Draft Coming Soon)

-|Reminisce|-

2099/10/13
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05:00 am

Patricia Konn
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I yawn covering my mouth. My brain is still on sleep mode, the coffee numbs the feeling a bit but inevitably all I can think is,

It's too early for this

Truly it is. I didn't wake up ridiculously early to see this guy show us attitude, I came here to get results and honestly we're getting nowhere with this guy.

"Anomaly, can you please answer the questions." I croak out, my voice rather coarse over the mic. I grab a cup of water, "I really don't want to be here longer than necessary."

The Metamorphin looks at me through the tinted observing glass(I really don't know why we make it tinted if he can see right through it) then at the questioner who is heavily guarded with armor and several guards.

"Tell me why your asking them then I'll answer them, simple." He says his voice melodious and raspy but full of attitude. His black futuristic helmet is off, but he's still wearing his black spandex suit with red stripes at the sides which is tainted with alien like lettering, as usual Abigail deciphered what it meant and apparently it means

Prince of Ulathur

So his a Prince, why am I not surprised,

No wonder I'm getting so much sass

The questioner turns around and stares at the tinted observing room giving me a fiery look as if to say,

"I'm done with this guy." Even though the questioner isn't really looking directly at me, thanks to the tinted observing glass doing it's job for once, I clearly get the gist.

I roll my eyes at both of their responses. I turn over to General Derek as I step away from the mic.

"I didn't wake up at 3 o'clock in the morning for this! If he doesn't talk put him back in his cell and I can go back home to my lovely bed." I yell in a hushed voice.

"Maybe if you go in there and reason with him he might change his mind." Derek chimes as he turns from me and back to Anomaly with a smirk. I don't have to look but I know Anomaly is probably rolling his eyes at him.

"We don't reason with terrorists." I inform trying my best to be intimidating to the big muscular beast that is Derek.

"Arthus is the terrorist-" Derek begins but I immediately cut him off.

"He's related to that son of a bitch," I say gesturing extensively towards Anomaly, "he could be working with Arthus for all we know."

"There's only one way to find out." Derek says as he hands me Anomaly's file gesturing to the door.

"Why don't you go? You two have never talked one on one." I question with my hands on my hips as I try my best to tower over him as he sits down.