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The administrator brushed off his parka as the man who had just tried to kill him limped off with the attendant. He walked over to his desk and grabbed the phone, dialing in the number written on his desk.

"Is this Black Science Industries?"

The man on the other line was hesitant. "Depends. Who is calling?"

"This is Administrator Romanchek of the Ragnarok Corporation."

There was a brief pause on the other line. "Oh. Hello. We're good friends of your work an-"

"Just what the hell are you trying to pull?"

"I'm not sure if I'm following, sir."

The administrator sighed. "A man from your company came here, seduced my guards using an illegal DNA changing formula, and pulled a gun on me? I'm guessing you're going to tell me he was here for a job offer like the last guy?"

The man whispered a bit then turned back to the phone. "Yes."

"You're messing with the wrong company."

"Is the man we sent dead?"

"No, but he will be if you don't give me a reason not to kill him."

"...You don't know who your dealing with."

"Try me," The administrator snapped before hanging up. He picked up a walky-talky. "Marie?"

"Yes, sir?" she replied back.

He smiled. "I think we have time for one more fight today."

"Yes, sir. I'll prepare the drone."

Description
The administrator brushed off his parka as the man who had just tried to kill him limped off with the attendant. He walked over to his desk and grabbed the phone, dialing in the number written on his desk.

"Is this Black Science Industries?"

The man on the other line was hesitant. "Depends. Who is calling?"

"This is Administrator Romanchek of the Ragnarok Corporation."

There was a brief pause on the other line. "Oh. Hello. We're good friends of your work an-"

"Just what the hell are you trying to pull?"

"I'm not sure if I'm following, sir."

The administrator sighed. "A man from your company came here, seduced my guards using an illegal DNA changing formula, and pulled a gun on me? I'm guessing you're going to tell me he was here for a job offer like the last guy?"

The man whispered a bit then turned back to the phone. "Yes."

"You're messing with the wrong company."

"Is the man we sent dead?"

"No, but he will be if you don't give me a reason not to kill him."

"...You don't know who your dealing with."

"Try me," The administrator snapped before hanging up. He picked up a walky-talky. "Marie?"

"Yes, sir?" she replied back.

He smiled. "I think we have time for one more fight today."

"Yes, sir. I'll prepare the drone."