12-12-2024, 08:33 PM
Kaelan curiously studied the sterile environment as he traversed its hallways. He was accustomed to laboratory spaces in general, but this was a level of Paragon’s building never before seen. Previously, he wasn’t even aware the basement levels existed.
He reflected on how he came to be given this access. Ephraim called him to his office, assigning him a new project. He assumed that it was to discuss the results gathered from one of the samples in his cue. That was indeed how the conversation began, but it seemed that it was felt additional motivation may inspire Kaelan to dig further. If he could discover the mechanism that resulted in such unusual effects, and better yet, reproduce them, his career would be escalated significantly. There was a three month deadline.
“You realize this will require redistribution of my entire workload onto this one project?”
Ephriam indicated that it was no problem. However, Kaelan did not immediately agree. His folded arms and thoughtful stance was the only thing to break the silence.
Such a deadline was nearly impossible, even for a brilliant mind as Kaelan’s. Certainly he would not be able to afford to dabble in his little side projects, and he would have to inform Victoria he could no longer assist with her data interpretation.
Ephraim picked up on the hesitation almost immediately, and in doing so, amended the offer. Should he succeed, his own laboratory he would run, with highest-clearance to any sample they contained, and so long as reports were submitted and results obtained, the freedom to pursue his own research portfolio.
“In that case, you shall have your results in three months.” He nodded curtly and immediately set to work. As he rode the elevator to the basement levels, he arranged for his personal belongings and meal services to be delivered to Paragon where he would remain 24/7. Every breath would be devoted to this work.
To this mysterious… girl.
He knocked on the door to its habitat to announce himself, but he did not wait for a response prior to swiping his credentials to unlock the system.
He glanced up from a data pad, and for all outward appearances was the pristine scientist complete with lab coat and orderly clothing and hair. There was an emptiness in his gaze when it landed upon the figure within.
He spoke the required niceties while donning safety gloves. “My name is Dr. Müller. I will be working closely with you for the foreseeable future.”
He reflected on how he came to be given this access. Ephraim called him to his office, assigning him a new project. He assumed that it was to discuss the results gathered from one of the samples in his cue. That was indeed how the conversation began, but it seemed that it was felt additional motivation may inspire Kaelan to dig further. If he could discover the mechanism that resulted in such unusual effects, and better yet, reproduce them, his career would be escalated significantly. There was a three month deadline.
“You realize this will require redistribution of my entire workload onto this one project?”
Ephriam indicated that it was no problem. However, Kaelan did not immediately agree. His folded arms and thoughtful stance was the only thing to break the silence.
Such a deadline was nearly impossible, even for a brilliant mind as Kaelan’s. Certainly he would not be able to afford to dabble in his little side projects, and he would have to inform Victoria he could no longer assist with her data interpretation.
Ephraim picked up on the hesitation almost immediately, and in doing so, amended the offer. Should he succeed, his own laboratory he would run, with highest-clearance to any sample they contained, and so long as reports were submitted and results obtained, the freedom to pursue his own research portfolio.
“In that case, you shall have your results in three months.” He nodded curtly and immediately set to work. As he rode the elevator to the basement levels, he arranged for his personal belongings and meal services to be delivered to Paragon where he would remain 24/7. Every breath would be devoted to this work.
To this mysterious… girl.
He knocked on the door to its habitat to announce himself, but he did not wait for a response prior to swiping his credentials to unlock the system.
He glanced up from a data pad, and for all outward appearances was the pristine scientist complete with lab coat and orderly clothing and hair. There was an emptiness in his gaze when it landed upon the figure within.
He spoke the required niceties while donning safety gloves. “My name is Dr. Müller. I will be working closely with you for the foreseeable future.”
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