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capeandcowllogs2011-02-20 09:58 am
plays_with_dolls) wrote in capeandcowllogs2011-02-20 09:58 am
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Who: Alpha and Boyd
Where: Rossum HQ, Boyd's office
When: February 20th; evening
Warnings: Alpha and Boyd in the same room. Cause really NOTHING good can ever come of this.
Summary: Alpha pays Boyd a surprise visit.
Format: Para
After another long day of managing Rossum Boyd retired to his office on the top floor of his headquarters, an office that no one close to him had ever seen. It was a good thing too as it would clearly give away that he wasn't merely some security contractor who'd been pushed to the top of a corporation. The decoration alone would have given him away has the founder of the Dollhouses. Letting out a sigh Boyd pulled at his tie, loosening it, and walked over to the bar in his office. Pausing, he cracked his neck and then poured himself a scotch before sitting down in one of the nearby chairs.
It had not been the best of days. Losing Sierra was just the latest in a series of setbacks to his plans. He would overcome though. He still retained control of Osborn's business as long as the man remained locked in his own hospital and that was certainly an advantage. There were also still many people he hoped to recruit and one of them would provide him with a technology he could use to tip the situation in his favor. It was just a matter of being patient.
Where: Rossum HQ, Boyd's office
When: February 20th; evening
Warnings: Alpha and Boyd in the same room. Cause really NOTHING good can ever come of this.
Summary: Alpha pays Boyd a surprise visit.
Format: Para
After another long day of managing Rossum Boyd retired to his office on the top floor of his headquarters, an office that no one close to him had ever seen. It was a good thing too as it would clearly give away that he wasn't merely some security contractor who'd been pushed to the top of a corporation. The decoration alone would have given him away has the founder of the Dollhouses. Letting out a sigh Boyd pulled at his tie, loosening it, and walked over to the bar in his office. Pausing, he cracked his neck and then poured himself a scotch before sitting down in one of the nearby chairs.
It had not been the best of days. Losing Sierra was just the latest in a series of setbacks to his plans. He would overcome though. He still retained control of Osborn's business as long as the man remained locked in his own hospital and that was certainly an advantage. There were also still many people he hoped to recruit and one of them would provide him with a technology he could use to tip the situation in his favor. It was just a matter of being patient.