Part 3: First contact
The weather was miserable, rainy and windy. The warmth and calm of the diner was a pleasant change, only a few people where there. A couple drunks sitting at the bar drinking their problems away, some couples sat together talking quietly. Across the room she saw a man all on his own in a both in the far corner, his back was too her. She approached him and stood just behind him. He had short hair, and broad shoulders, clutched in his left hand was a glass half full with an amber liquid. She continued to stand until he spoke. "Are you going to sit down or stand the whole time?" he said. His voice was deep and almost raspy, it had a distinct cold edge to it. She sat down infront of him. He had an intimidating face, almost as if it had been chiseled out of granite, several small scars studded his sharp features. His eyes where the color of emeralds, but were dull.uncaring. He striked her as a man who saw everything around him and cared little for himself or others. "You're my new boss?" She asked. "You could say that. You and I are going to work together," he responded flatly. "Who are you? And what are we going to be doing?"
"My name, is Garrett. I'm a B.O.W Hunter, I'm sure your familiar with
the term." "Ya.Bio Organic weapons." "Yes.I've been called in by Umbrella.in the event one of their special B.O.Ws has escaped," he said with emphasis on the word "Special". Athena got slightly more comfortable. "Special how?" she inquired "They're not sure.there was an accident in the lab here in town. We're gonna have to go and check it out. They informed me that Umbrella had some relatively new experiments going on in this lab. Here.read it later." He passed her a folder mark "Classified" on it. "What about you?" "My number is in there.call me when you're done reading it. We'll go from there," he responded. He slowly stood up. He had jeans on and simple white T-shirt, he grabbed a dark leather jacket that had been in the both next to him. "You're leaving already?" She asked. "Yes.what did you expect?" he said in his normal, quiet yet powerful voice. "That we'd.you know.eat," She suggested. He downed what remained of the glass of whiskey in one gulp. "I'm not a social creature.goodbye Athena," He said as he placed the glass on the table and put his jacket on. Then, stalked away. Leaving Athena with the folder and her thoughts.
The weather was miserable, rainy and windy. The warmth and calm of the diner was a pleasant change, only a few people where there. A couple drunks sitting at the bar drinking their problems away, some couples sat together talking quietly. Across the room she saw a man all on his own in a both in the far corner, his back was too her. She approached him and stood just behind him. He had short hair, and broad shoulders, clutched in his left hand was a glass half full with an amber liquid. She continued to stand until he spoke. "Are you going to sit down or stand the whole time?" he said. His voice was deep and almost raspy, it had a distinct cold edge to it. She sat down infront of him. He had an intimidating face, almost as if it had been chiseled out of granite, several small scars studded his sharp features. His eyes where the color of emeralds, but were dull.uncaring. He striked her as a man who saw everything around him and cared little for himself or others. "You're my new boss?" She asked. "You could say that. You and I are going to work together," he responded flatly. "Who are you? And what are we going to be doing?"
"My name, is Garrett. I'm a B.O.W Hunter, I'm sure your familiar with
the term." "Ya.Bio Organic weapons." "Yes.I've been called in by Umbrella.in the event one of their special B.O.Ws has escaped," he said with emphasis on the word "Special". Athena got slightly more comfortable. "Special how?" she inquired "They're not sure.there was an accident in the lab here in town. We're gonna have to go and check it out. They informed me that Umbrella had some relatively new experiments going on in this lab. Here.read it later." He passed her a folder mark "Classified" on it. "What about you?" "My number is in there.call me when you're done reading it. We'll go from there," he responded. He slowly stood up. He had jeans on and simple white T-shirt, he grabbed a dark leather jacket that had been in the both next to him. "You're leaving already?" She asked. "Yes.what did you expect?" he said in his normal, quiet yet powerful voice. "That we'd.you know.eat," She suggested. He downed what remained of the glass of whiskey in one gulp. "I'm not a social creature.goodbye Athena," He said as he placed the glass on the table and put his jacket on. Then, stalked away. Leaving Athena with the folder and her thoughts.