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Money Moves [C]
POSTED ON Feb 19, 2022 22:28:21 GMT
Lulu would have to find her own way to the door to Oscar's office. Oscar had put his secretary elsewhere, feeling much more at ease being alone in his misery. Well not completely alone, as Lulu would soon find out. Once she knocked, she would hear a loud metallic wrenching as the door opened. On the other side would be Genesect, who stared at her with indifference. That was the closest thing to a pleasant greeting that the killer robot was currently capable of.
Genesect walked away from the door, allowing Lulu to enter at her leisure. Once inside the first thing she would see was Oscar laying in a small single bed, which was haphazardly placed in the middle of his office. The other lounge furniture was pushed against the walls to make room. Oscar looked--not great. He had always been pale but currently he looked nearly transparent. His veins were dark, visibly stretching across his exposed arms like vines circling a tree. He had bags under his eyes that went so deep that you would swear his eye sockets were getting wider. He was not dead, but he seemed to not be long for this world.
A chapped smile crossed Oscar's face as he saw Lulu. "Hey, good to see you." His voice was hoarse, filtered by his eternally sore throat. The act of talking triggered Oscar into a brief coughing fit, and as it settled down he motioned Lulu to enter. "Close the--ahem--door behind you please." If Lulu happened to look to the handle of the door as she closed it, she would find the knob to be smashed inward--which would explain how Genesect opened it without fingers. That scamp.
Oscar harshly cleared his throat, "Um, we'll talk about the perpetual motion machine but um--I'd really like to address, y'know this." Oscar wearily lifted an arm to motion to himself. "How involved were you in the M.A.G.M.A. project?"
Lulu Flint
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