Woot! Another chapter! A little requestfor my reviewers: if you see a mistake, please tell me. Since i haven't read the comics i don't really have a good grasp on the characteristics of the characters...and stuff. Okay! That's all! Thanks!
Tom Manning blew another line of smoke then shoved the Cuban cigar back between his teeth. He did not like having to supervise the giant red monkey. Lately they had been on good terms but HB had pissed him off again. He was in charge and the red monkey started ordering the men into place like a king or general.
"That happens to me my job," Manning huffed quietly. Manning was still grumbling to himself when his cellphone rang. He flipped it open.
"Who is it?" He demanded. It was the security guard from the front desk.
"Sir, there's someone here who wants to meet you." There was an uncharacteristic quiver in the old English man's voice. Tom pulled the cigar out of his mouth.
"Well, put him on the line!" The guard made a slight choking noise but Manning dismissed as the man clearing his throat.
"Actually, sir, it'd be better if you came here instead." Manning almost jumped for joy at these words. Finally! An excuse to leave! He tried to sound frustrated.
"Fine, I'm on my way." Manning hung up before starting preparations to leave.
Meanwhile B.P.R.D…
The security guard slowly hung up the phone. His arm was shaking like mad.
"Is he coming?" inquired his captor and pale woman with curly brown hair that was currently pulled back in a ponytail. She held something sharp under his chin. He couldn't see what but he could definitely feel it. The man feverishly nodded. The lady loosened her grip on his tie and removed the sharp object from beneath his chin. She then let go of the tie altogether.
"Consider yourself lucky," The woman said flatly as she crossed her legs. She was dressed as if prepared for a business meeting. She had on long black flared pants and a white blouse. The foot of the crossed leg tapped to an unheard tune as she stared into space leaning forward on her hands which were place on the desk on which she sat. ( a long sentence I know but I'm trying to do some visual here) The man's eyes crept up the woman's legs. She didn't look half bad and his wife was nothing to look forward to so he decided to indulge himself. He had nothing better to do anyways. The woman, unfortunately, noticed him. She jerked on his tie once more bringing his face inches away from hers.
"You should leave. Go home…before you get yourself in any more trouble," The woman's voice was cold and emotionless except for a tint of anger. The man scrambled as quickly as he could out of the chair and began to jog quickly…then , halfway to the door, he slowed and stopped his retreat. He turned around.
"Would you like to come too?" He asked smiling kinkily. The woman's eyes narrowed.
" I'd suggest you leave before I remove your reason to ask those kind of questions." The guard paled and turned sprinting to the door as fast as her could.
When i saw that security guard in the movie, i could tell that he didn't have any sort of love life (if he did he would have been much happier) so i gave him one. Also, yes. That is a woman not a young girl. Hee Hee. I'm going to have fun watching you people try to figure this one out. You're going to go crazy waiting for the next and guess what...I'm grounded from the computer for bad progress report. I just nowsnuck on to write this. I may not be on until school ends(inthree weeks)! Bwahahahaha!