In a room hidden from other eyes were a group of individuals who gathered and plotted something. There was a room that had a stock of wooden crates. Some were stacked and piled up on top of each other.
On top of a particular column of crates sat a man who was observing the rest of the group. He was in his mid twenties yet he looked like he was around the same age as his teammates. He wore a jet black vest with long sleeves that he left open; it had a soft gray collar that was probably made out of wool. Beneath the vest he wore a plain grey shirt and below that black pants to match.
The leader looked at a room that was full of people.
There were a lot.
Six individuals but that was enough for him
He definitely thought he could get some allies on his side but he didn't think they'd be this much.
The genuine allies anyway
BA-TAP!
A chicken bone flew across the room right past a boy wearing lab goggles, towards the trash can. It hit the interior then fell down with a flop.
"Hey! What the hell are you thinking?" the boy said adjusting his goggles so now it was on his forehead.
The boy had messy hair like it was still early morning and he just woke up. Whether his hair was always like this no one knew. His lab goggles came to match the white lab coat he was wearing. It was left open and complemented the jet black jeans he was also wearing. Ironic enough they were nowhere near a laboratory
The kid who was probably one of the youngest in the group was sitting in front of a desk typing and reading something on a vintage looking personal computer. When a huge man threw the bone however the boy just had to push his chair back and he shot the larger man a look.
The chicken thrower gave him an apologetic look in return.
"Sorry I'm just really starved."
"You say starved but we know what you really mean," a fourth male in the room snickered.
"Eating a lot isn't a crime alright," the man defended himself raising his hands.
The man had a large sculpted body; it seemed like he was definitely getting all the right nutrients. He had well defined muscles and body wise he was probably the most intimidating of the group. One could assume he was the strongest and no one would blame them.
The man had dark skin and he was bald. He was wearing simple blue jeans and a sleeveless white undershirt that showed much of his figure. He was also probably the tallest in the group, or a contender for the tallest member.
The black man seemed awfully withdrawn for the most part. He wasn't shy or quiet or anything just that he seemed to be the less loud of the bunch.
"So let me get this straight we're not going to break in or infiltrate their information security right"
"We're just going to find information about this guy," said the fourth man who leaned against a wall and was wearing a black and gray jacket. He had pulled a hood up over his head previously so his face was hard to see.
"Yup," said the leader.
"Got it," said the boy with scientist get up.
"So we'll start here then," said the mystery man in the jacket.
"I don't have info yet on the guy you're looking for but I do have info on the project he could be looking for," the boy looked up with a glance.
"Details."
"Well uh." The boy looked up with a significant stare at the leader.
"This definitely ain't no low level project," the boy said and gulped.