âĢ Thunderstruck âĻ Clothing: ACDC Shirt, Jacket, and Jeans â§
Jensen smiled at Amanda, glad that she liked her gifts. Of course he figured that she'd love them. He knew her pretty well after all. "Glad you like your gifts, they reminded me of you." He said with a charming grin. He looked at the presents that she got him, and smiled. "Oh so the shirt's for you? A few sizes too big don't you think? Well, I like it, so you're just gonna have to go topless I guess. Not that anybody would complain Beautiful." He teased as he put on the shirt she got him.
"Sure, I'm but your humble servant milady." He smirked as she turned around for him to put her necklace on. Once he put the necklace on her he gently kissed the back of her neck. "Have I mentioned lately how sexy you are?" He asked with a sly grin. Jensen's phone then rung with another text message. Jensen sighed, and rolled his eyes as he leaned over to check it.
{From: Thomas Elliot}
{Get to the clubhouse NOW}
"I gotta run babe." He sighed as he gave her a quick peak on the cheek. Jensen then proceeded to change out his pajama bottoms for a pair of blue jeans. Then opened the door to his bedroom to enter the apartment-like dorm that he shared with Grayson Foster. And as soon as he opened the door Gray happened to show up to drop a few things off in his room, and grab something. Jensen tried to play it cool, but he was slightly embarrassed to be caught with Amanda like that. He likes his privacy. It's something that he likes about Gray, he isn't that nosy, which works perfectly well for him.
"Um....bye?" He said as Gray left as abruptly as he came in. He turned to Amanda with a confused look. "Alright, I gotta go. Got stuff to do, talk to you later." He then gave Amanda a kiss goodbye, and was out the door. As he left a serious face came upon his face as he pulled out his phone to reply to his texts.
{To: Thomas Elliot}
{On my way. Got a little tied up. Nothing to worry about.}
Jensen quickly made his way to the meeting point, a area on the island that most don't know about. Jensen approached a stone wall, and placed his hand on a slightly out of place rock on the wall. A bright blue line swept across his palm that was soon followed by a chunk of rock coming down from the wall to reveal a hallway. As Jensen entered the hallway the doorway behind him closed up.
âĢ Dark Places ⧠Clothing: Long Sleeved Shirt, Torn Jeans âĻ
Isaac sat there at his work station, tapping on the table. "Honey I'm home!" Jensen announced as he entered the room. "I can't contain my enthusiasm." Isaac sarcastically replied. "Where's the Bossman at? From his texts I would have thought this was a matter of life and death." Jensen asked as he looked at the large figures with the sheets covering them.
"Don't touch those dumbass! You'd just break 'em!" Isaac snapped at him. "Well if I could break them then they wouldn't be worth anything now would they?" Jensen smirked back. Isaac rolled his eyes in response. "So what took you so long? Was you with that whore you call a girlfriend?" Jensen clinched his fists, and yanked Isaac out of his chair, holding him up in the air by the collar of his shirt. "You call her that again, and I'll kill you!" He growled at him.
"That's quite enough Dickheads!" A loud, commanding, and Australian voice yelled at them. It came from Andrew Jones, the head of security, and powers/combat trainer at the school. "Lucky he showed up." Jensen stated as he dropped Isaac on the ground. "Alright Boss, what's all the hubbub?" Jensen asked as he folded his arms, and leaned against the wall.
"We need to touch base with one another. Isaac, how are things coming along here?" Andrew asked. "Well it's coming along. I worked through the summer, but I've only managed to get twelve, going on thirteen fully operational." Isaac stated as he gestured at the giant figures with the sheets covering them. "That's it?!" Jensen asked in a mocking tone. "I'm sorry, but building twelve badass machines that are capable of subduing ten different flavors of demigods is rather difficult!"
"Enough! These machines are capable of subduing the demigods correct?" Andrew asked, bringing them back on topic. "Yes, I hope you appreciate the genius in them as well. It was difficult to make a metal shell that is both strong enough to go against a Ares demigod, AND being resistant to the lightning attacks of a Zeus. And let us not forget the fact that I had to prevent them from being controlled by my siblings. It was ingenious of me-" "Carefully Bossman, might get ego jizz all over you." Jensen interrupted him. Isaac merely glared at him in response.
"Jensen, how was your summer vacation? Are the other cells prepared?" Andrew asked, once again bringing them back on topic. "Athens, Rome, and Thessaloniki are geared up. About twenty strong, and able demigods in each, but more are coming in. I gave the schematics that you wanted me to give them. They're getting more equipment in. Helicopters, boats, just about everything. They're be ready when we make our move. Of course all that won't matter if the damn shield is still up." Jensen answered.
"Don't worry about that. The shield shall be down by the end of the month. Just be sure to be prepared for when it comes." Andrew stated. "Right, but the demigods here....they aren't gonna be hurt right?" Jensen hesitantly asked. "Going soft Thunderer?" Isaac smirked. Andrew glared at Isaac. "Fine, no. Our 'peers' shouldn't be harmed, I built my machines to subdue them, not kill them. They should be able to disable most of them before our forces come in." Isaac stated.
Andrew then pulled down the sheet off of one of the machines, revealing a large, nearly ten foot tall mechanical Minotaur. "You better go boys. It's a school day after all, wouldn't want to be missed."