The Prodigal Son ; Deceit and Honor
Characters: Stanley W. May, Alexander Moretti, Partially-Open (Moretti's Staff Only) Setting: Moretti Media HQ, Moretti Square Content: Worksafe (Possible language/violence) Summary: Stanley goes to Moretti for help in routing out the corruption in Axis City.
He came to a halt outside the building, dark blue shirt fastened only to the middle button and revealing the white shirt beneath..some trendy underground designer had created the nihilistic designs that adorned it. The black jacket he wore over it was that new business-chic that most young entrepreneurs went for, he had just gotten it when he and Megan started dating..as he was going to some city functions as a project lead in Moretti Labs. Of course, that was a long time ago and hadn't really materialized as he had hoped.
He took a moment to admire the architecture all around him, he hadn't really noticed it while he was working here and it took a year among the ruins of shattered civilizations to find an appreciation for the works of human beings. But he had also been in horror of what people could bring upon themselves. He looked around and made his way into the building, he thought about just speeding in there and avoiding the possibility of anyone recognizing him..but that was a bad plan. Someone there would notice he didn't appear on any security feeds until the moment he chose and it just started to go downhill from there.
Regardless, he strode through the building..remembering which checkpoints to avoid before heading straight for the elevator, taking it up to a certain point before hopping off and continuing up the stairs. He strode down the hallway with long, powerful strides..heading right for the specific door he had only seen in passing before. He didn't care if at some point in his almost blind march towards Moretti's office, words from receptionists or guards couldn't halt him. Stanley had a mission, which is one of the few times that the core of diamond he had apparently been built around showed itself.
Instead the door was pushed open and he made sure he was clear of the hall, though not bothering to close the entryway behind him as his articulate bass was loud and clear. Not shouting, but with a surprising orator's quality of cutting through the din of noise..here's to hoping Alexander would listen. No telling who was in here with him.
"Mr. Moretti, I apologize for the intrusion..but I have some things you need to know about your science division."