@rafael_romeiro: I've been told you have to spam them. I've usually gotten a decent response from the one guy. But if it gets passed to someone else, kiss whatever project you want done goodbye.
@the_psyentist: Right? I knew my faith in you was justified :D I think you should just post it on Psy. Especially because CV support doesn't exist. It's a myth used to lure new gullible users to the website.
Eh, I hate it, but it's probably what I'm going to have to do (post it on Psy).
@rafael_romeiro: Yupppp. TOTALLY what I'm doing. >_> Hehe. But yes. Still working on interactions setting it up. I may just end up posting the thread on Psy. I don't think I can be assed to go through support AGAIN.
"Good evening, Mr. Ford." Regina offered a genial smile accompanied by a courteous nod as she took his hand to shake. "And good luck in your future endeavours." As he departed, she turned abruptly on her heel to see about storing the genetic material for the designated use.
The ball off her bleached boots tapped on the pavement as she awaited a response. Xandra was hardly a patient woman in spite of her immortal nature. But the doctor didn’t have to wait long as she was quickly greeted. Icy blue eyes fell upon the unfamiliar woman. Almost unfamiliar. There was something. Her lids narrowed slightly, intensely observing the being before her. “Yes.”The syllable seemed to linger hanging upon the air between them.
Clearing her throat, Alexandra offered up a small smile, her stern demeanor lightening only slightly. “Hello, Ms. Baldwin. I’m Dr. Alexandra Steele.” Some people familiar with mutant affairs in the United States might be familiar with the presentation, the psychiatrist being a specialist in metahuman research, training, and treatment. But the more important was the introduction stating her relevance in Iceland. “I’m an associate of X. He suggested you as a candidate for a special fellowship of influential people. If I could come inside, I could elaborate, answer any questions you may have.” Her azure eyes stared directly into her hostess’. The aura surrounding her was incredible. It wasn’t completely unlike the signature exuded by Xandra’s daughter Sophia. The person before her was clearly a powerful mind of great potential. And yet it seemed shrouded. A necessary precaution for avoiding detection. But remaining hidden begs the question of just what was being concealed.
Dr. Blood folded her arms behind her back, her shy blue eyes looking at him from under her dark lashes. "It can be arranged. And I do not think that will be a problem, do you? Are you intending on investigating our facilities further, Mr. Ford. I would say that legal measures against you would be the least of your concern should you try to breach the trust of this institution."
Deviating from the harsh line of thought, Regina's ruby lips pulled into a small smile. "Your clone and confidentiality is in good hands, Mr. Ford. If you remember your way, you can see yourself out unless you prefer assistance. If that is all, then goodbye, and I trust our business will remain to our mutual standards."
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