[[ Danika, Morven, MV, Marcus -- any of ya'll Kremlin types are welcome to jump in otherwise it'll just be a solo rp ]]
Durante had contacted the Inquisitor. And before the man disappeared off the planet he'd mentioned the boy god wanting to share information.
Angelika sent the boy a private secure text
I am Dr. Woźniak an Atharim scientist. You mentioned to the Inquisitor the tunnels? and help?
His response was not immediate but it came in just as the nights started to get dark
Dr. Weston and co await you at a secret Kremlin facility.
It was cryptic, but it gave her a who and a place just not a why or when. She supposed it didn't matter. And scheduling an appointment wouldn't matter one way or the other. The Kremlin was a big place, and the front desk was the most logical place to start.
She looked the average business woman. Nothing fancy, nothing too strict, but business like. The suit was tailored to fit, she did not look like the nerdy scientist she preferred to walk around like. Today was all about impressions. And not dying. It was a dangerous avenue to undergo, but she doubted that they'd kill her on the spot, she after all had never killed a single soul unlike others -- and Durante walked these walls -- he was a hunter, a killer... exceptions to be made.
At the front desk she smile though it was forced. "My name is Dr. Woźniak. I was sent by a young man, Nox Durante to meet with Dr. Weston. It is about a project down in the bowles of the city."
Durante had contacted the Inquisitor. And before the man disappeared off the planet he'd mentioned the boy god wanting to share information.
Angelika sent the boy a private secure text
I am Dr. Woźniak an Atharim scientist. You mentioned to the Inquisitor the tunnels? and help?
His response was not immediate but it came in just as the nights started to get dark
Dr. Weston and co await you at a secret Kremlin facility.
It was cryptic, but it gave her a who and a place just not a why or when. She supposed it didn't matter. And scheduling an appointment wouldn't matter one way or the other. The Kremlin was a big place, and the front desk was the most logical place to start.
She looked the average business woman. Nothing fancy, nothing too strict, but business like. The suit was tailored to fit, she did not look like the nerdy scientist she preferred to walk around like. Today was all about impressions. And not dying. It was a dangerous avenue to undergo, but she doubted that they'd kill her on the spot, she after all had never killed a single soul unlike others -- and Durante walked these walls -- he was a hunter, a killer... exceptions to be made.
At the front desk she smile though it was forced. "My name is Dr. Woźniak. I was sent by a young man, Nox Durante to meet with Dr. Weston. It is about a project down in the bowles of the city."