Name: Helmut Gregor
Location: Cell Block B – Offices & Labs - Science Offices
Tag: Jaime Corben
[Arriving from Amphitheater]
"Dr Gregor? Where are we going?" Jaime asked as they moved along the halls with purpose. Gregor had stopped only long enough to send a message to another department. When they were approaching the science offices, Jaime had the growing sense of dread. This...was not going to end well.
They swept into the science office. A startled lookinng tech looked up to see them.
"May I...help you?" He asked.
"The Gorgon goggles." Greogr answered quickly.
"Um, those require a priority access from Dr. Zandra, and her voice code. If you'd like to fill out this form-"
"I don't have time for this. Move." Gregor waved a hand as another man entered, dressed in the coveralls of the maintenance department, with a large dolly behind him, laden with tanks.
"Um, I don't think Dr. Zandra would-"
"Dr. Zandra has been overruled, watch." Grregor swiped a card over the reader, adn a line of text rolled over the check out screen.
'Priority override, Board of Director Authority'
"Um..." The tech was at a loss, but hadn't moved from blcking access to the door.
"Move, or by all the Gods and their mothers, you'll be removed of this position, and checked into Cell Block C." Gregor promised. The man paled, and stepped aside. As much as Zandra scared him, there was no way he'd risk being tossed intot he bowels of this place. And a man carrying a card that offered a BOD override might well be able to make good on that.
"This the stuck door?" THe maintenance man asked.
"Cut the door open. And alert security to post someone down here. We're not savages after all. Can't have the place plundered." Gegor mused as the man lit the torch he'd been carrying. A few moments later the torch was in used.
Sparks flew, and the man knew his work, neatly shearing through the lock and hinges, letting hte door to the secure storage room fall with a clang. Gregor stepped in, and looked around at all of the things there, knowing that any one of them woudl be a problem as far as Zandra was concerned to be loose without her say so. But he found what he wanted, a case that had the goggles he needed in it. Of courtse it had been locked as well, Zandra being sharp enough to keep those secrured farther. Gregor brought the case out, adn had the latch cheared off with the torch, thus availing himself tot he contents. He smiled as he lifted the goggles, all of them, and then handed half to Jaime.
"Come. We've work to do."
They left the room, Jaime not sure what to make of this rather brazen show of defiance.
[Exit to Cell Block C]