ng_weaponx:

"Status?" Kane asked an underling as he watched Tessa and Spectre in the gym.

"The reprogramming of Nicholas is almost done, sir. It's been slow going with the...uh recent happenings," the underling said.

Kane nodded. "I expected as much. Do you have an ETA?" Kane wanted his little family back together. He had plans and he needed all of his children for these plans. Tessa and Nicholas had been returned to the fold. There was one more left. One Kane needed to lead the team.

"A few days," the underling replied.

"Good. What about the other project?" Kane asked.

"Spectre has finished collecting all of the requested samples," he said. "Generation One will be ready to start training within the week. In a year they will be fully grown, trained and ready for use."

Kane nodded. "Good. Alexi says our potential investors are quite interested in the final product." He turned and looked at the man. "Is that all?"

"Yes, sir."

Kane nodded and turned away from the man. He returned to watching two of his "children".

quitethecharmer:

Vincent takes a deep breath. Doctor Samson hadn't spoken yet, waiting for him to make himself comfortable. He lays down on the couch, then sits up, then lays back down again. He turns on his side, facing out the window. Samson's office had an excellent view. The place always smelled like crushed peppermint as well. He wondered if that was just for him, or for all his patients. It was probably just for him, or only a few others. Samson was meticulous like that.

Before it had been a full five minutes into the hour, he finally cleared his throat, speaking up.

"So.. It was my idea to seek some manner of professional help. Kristoff agreed it was in order and chose you."