Snippet #1797770

Victor sighed as he returned to his office, rolling his eyes from his failed search of the head of the facility. He walked into a room, everything having somekind of small cat statue or little owl statue sitting somewhere of all shapes and sizes. Also, cesare sat at another desk with his father's laptop. Victor smiled and patted his son's head.

"Did anyone come by?"

"No, but you got an email."

"Come, let me see it."

Cesare hissed somewhat, causing victor to lean some to see what his son was doing. Angry Birds. A sure way to make anyone rage and rage quit. Child or adult. Victor lifted the computer above his son's head (to the protest of his little lycan son) to check the offending message. Though what he got made him want to rage just as much as not getting the last green pig in angry birds. It was the specs from his first subject in this facility, and at a time where he would want to relax and help his son get accustomed to his new surrounding and lay down some ground rules before heading off to his work. In the very least he was getting paid for this, but on the other hand he was risking his son becoming a subject for the amusement of the staff.

Victor looked over to Cesare. He was harmless enough at this age, even with being half lycan (although what kind of lycan was still unknown as far as he knew), but this was a facillity where subjects where subjected to the most cruel of experiments and tests. He didn't want that for his son, come the occation that someone where to find out about Cesare's true nature.

Cesare, turned to his father, his ears exposed and twitching as he looked to his sire. "Dad? Are you alright?" he asked, noticing the grimice on his father's face. Victor perked up at the question and put on a smirk. "I'm fine. Something came up for me sooner then I expected Csar. I have to go look into it." Victor stood from his chair and patted his son on his head, between his ears. Cesare groaned in disapproval. "I'll be back as soon as I can. I promise. And put a hat on when someone comes to the door. If their looking for me, tell them I've gone out." Cesare nodded, watching his dad walk out the door and closing it behind him. The lycan child smirked, sneaking back to the computer for another round of angry birds.
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Victor made his way down to level 3, mentaliy re-reading parts e-mail he had recived for his first subject.

Subject 582. Six foot 2 inches. Threat level: extreme. Otherwise moderily dangerous.

He sighed as made his way cell 3C, with keyboard in hand. Most of it though was covered in doodles by his son. Shaking his head in how silly, but surprisingly detailed they where he looked unto the cell. Seeing a male, human looking physically, but restrained at the arms and legs. He looked down at his clip board, scribbling down any notes that came to mind. He refused to treat his subjects as beasts. He tapped the bars attempting to get the humanoid's attention. "Hello? I hope my colleges haven't given you a hard time and I apologize in their place if they have. I am Victor and will be taking care of you for the duration of your stay here. If there anything I can do for you while I'm here? " He said as politly as he could as he glanced at the doctor some ways away from him. She had a beast he recognised from his studies of drow and dark elves. A draegloth, a sacred beast to some enclaves of dark elves. Lone ones where usually the result of the death of the clan they there birthed from. He narrowed his eyes in envy. 'Lucky..' he thought to himself, turning back to his subject.