Reed Jensen (_rube_) wrote in themoderngods, @ 2012-03-24 21:28:00 |
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Entry tags: | !thread, ♥ brenna ward : dropped, ♥ reed jensen, ♦ badb, ♦ neptune |
Friday, March 23, 2012
Who: Reed (Neptune) and Brenna (Badb)
When: Friday, March 23, 2012 | night
Where: his lab at Columbia
What: talkin' about weapons, yo!
Reed couldn't think right now. He was stressed out to the max over what happened with Aphrodite/Abigail, and he needed to get away for a bit. Talking to Ciaran about this shit was not an option. The kid had his own problems to deal with, plus, the sexual nature of the issue would be difficult for Ciaran to grasp.
So Reed headed off to his lab. It was night and a Friday, so no one would be there to bother him except for the cleaning crew and security. He could work on the railgun and maybe clear his head. But the solitude didn't last all that long.
He got a call on the hardline in the lab. "Hello?"
"Doctor Jensen, you have a visitor," said Troy, the main security guard on duty.
"I"m not expecting any visitors.. is it Ciaran?"
"No, sir. A woman named Brenna Ward."
Reed gave pause. He knew the name Ward. "What's she want?"
"She says she has business with you on her husband's behalf. A Mister Ian Ward."
Reed sighed and rubbed his forehead. He didn't want to talk business right now. He still didn't know how he felt about selling his research. Now Ian was sending his wife because Reed hadn't called back? Fuck. "Yeah.. okay.. you can escort her to the lab. Thanks, Troy."
"Yes, sir," Troy replied and hung up.
Reed put the phone back as well and headed over to the sink to wash his hands. They were dirty from the hour he'd been working on the gun, and he didn't want to look a mess in front of his guest.. even though she wasn't invited.