Snippet #1669988

Antony

The night had been creeping along so slowly for Antony.
He laid inside his container and slept his time away from day to day, But now the time was upon him again. To fulfill his contract and get to work once more. The compressed chambers of his bed began to hiss as the air was relieved and the lid of his chamber began to slid back.
He opens his eyes to greet the sterile white walls of his own room and raises from his bed.
For some time now he has been content with with the way his life was set up. He had another room to live in now and it was far better when compared to the companies facilities. Hell it was even higher up in the penthouses with a city view and they threw in a new car for him to boot. Despite the fact that he hadn't driven in over six years, But he was willing to take them up on that offer at the time.

Antony sets to putting his pants and tank top on in quick fashion, The strange coldness of the air had ceased to bother him long ago as well and he looked himself over in the mirror. Making sure that all things where in there place as was his personal custom.

[Antony?.. good your up. Its time to meet your new squad leader and get acquainted with your duties] Was all he heard over the rooms comm.

"Good evening to you too sis. You could at least give me some type of heads up on something." He replies back as he looks over his augmented right arm, With visions of the chaotic memories dancing behind his eyes.

[No can do Tony'.. the higher ups want me to be tight lipped on this for now..(sigh) and unfortunately. This is the last time we will be talking for a while, I'm sorry.. Good luck.] He slowly turns his towards the speaker imbedded in the wall and stares silently, Until he finally feels its right to answer.. "I know sis.. Good night."

He laces his boots up and slides his jacket on before heading out of his quarter to the elevator at the end of the service corridor. Passing several of the technicians on the way who give his very nervous stares as he moves by. He merely enters the elevator and closes the door, Hit the panel button for the roof. His ride is quick and smooth, Passing what little time in the box he can by staring into his reflection and critics himself as he goes up.

As the door opens, Antony can see a his new squad leader near the roofs helipad. He had read up on the man he knew as Salem, Silently running over some of his past exploits as he walked out to the others. He looks every one over, From Salem to the girl and the Director. Antony stops several feet away from Salem and stands adjacent from Jessie, Slowly taking a clove from his pack and lights it even slower. As if he was banking on the amount of suspense to build towards the moment and draw out like the old days. He starts by looking towards Salem.."Sir.. He says with a slight nod as he takes a drag."Antony Grask, reporting."

He looks at Director Clarke and cracks a small smirk.."Clarke.. So they got you pushing pencils now. I hope that desk is snug in your ivory tower."
[Not as snug as your coffin Tony..] He replies with and equally feigned smile, Which they both for several seconds before Jessie's presents catches Antony's eye.
He looks at her in a very uncomfortable fashion, His milky white eyes and pinpoint pupils edging over her body and cloths.

"Miss.." Is all he says to her before he turns his attention back to Salem.