Overgrown

[Renight]

John Wyvern woke up to his alarm clock. He fiddled with the button for a couple seconds to get it to stop. He then took a shower, ate breakfast, and got into his car.
"Well Butch." He said to the bulldog bobblehead, "Its the big day."
He drove to area 51, which was a several hour drive. They toke some of his hair and tested it for DNA. He was let inside.
Several minutes later, he was walking with Dr.yiozuma, a japenese radiolygest.
"We are now entering the decontamination chamber." He handed John a pair of jet black glasses, so his eyes didn't burn out from the light. He still had to cover his face to keep the light from bothering him.
"The light is to kill off any Germs, we want the facillity to be sterlized."

Several hours later John's Room was unpacked and he was about to go to sleep until a intercome message came up.
"All A personal report to the conferance room."
"please don't be me, please don't be me..." He muttered to himself, but he was.
He sighed and went down to the room, several employes were already there. He found his seat and sat down.

 

[searchingsoul]

"Hello, John. Don't you just love these calls to the conference room?" Sasha winked, knowing full well that he didn't like being called for a meeting any more than she did. They tended to boring and involve lots of discussion over trivalities.

 

[Renight]

"Sasha, we meet again." He said in her direction. "Your work in plants is very impressive, you know not curing a deadly disease and save millions lives kind of work, but still interesting." He was joking around, most of his friends or colleges knew when he was kidding.
"Attention, settle down scientists. We will being the meeting shortly, remember you can arrested for going to the wrong section, so listen up."

 

[searchingsoul]

Sasha groaned at the reminder. This work was WAY too private to be legal. She felt like she was working with an Illegal organization. She began thrumming her fingers in agitation.

 

[Robo1]

Sasha Vosch moved quickly through the corridors a bit dazed. In fact he was more dragged quickly than moving freely. The two bulky guards gripped his arm with their beefy hands unforgivingly. He hated America, and being made working for them made him fury. He had been born a russian and worked respectivly for them. Just because USA don't have good nuclear scientist doesn't meant they have to nick one.

Vosch was guided into a large conference room. The smell of sweaty smelly bodies fulled his nose. His eyes soaked in the scene before him. He lsot his voice he didn't know what to say, there standing before him were the worlds most famous scientists. Most of them were american but still famous scientists.

"Cat got your toungue" The guard whispered cruelly as he guided Sasha to a chair not to far away. next to a scientist who Sasha could recognise as the one who cured aids.

 

[Renight]

As the annocer talked, she requested silence.
"We are gathered here in this meeting to welcome John Wyvern!" A burst of appluase came from the audience, as John just looked annoyed. A russian scientist was sat down next to him, he didn't look to happy about it.
"Now, onto the matters of the vending machines..." The annocer said.
John leaned over to the russian. "You don't look like you want to be here." He whispered to him.

"Also," Said the annocer, "We have issued you all tokens insted of currency. Simply becuase certin," She looked at John. "Staff get more money then others. So in the facillity money is no issue, your salerys are transfered to your accounts as you work." She said, and then began on the subject of phone calls...

 

[searchingsoul]

Sasha leaned forward and rested her head on her hand. Meetings were so boring. Her mind started to wander to private matters and she let out a heavy sigh.