moment
I saw the party popper rolling around on the floor. “Ow! What the
Hell!? Seriously! Happy birthday, did you seriously forget?” blood
was quickly filling the follower's hands, “You broke my bloody
nose! That’s going to take ages to fix!” others began to come out,
some in lab coats, some in the standard jean and shirt ensemble.
The guy who got punched walked over to a sink and let the water
rinse his hands as he clicked his nose back into place.
I noticed that even with the
screams Wolf hadn’t stopped playing with the bullet, “Forgot to
tell you mein bruder, Alles Gute zum Geburtstag !” I
stared at him questioningly, ' H appy birthday ' he
mouthed in response and I nodded to convey my understanding as I
looked around as the others began to walk toward Marcus, one of
which was wielding a cake, “For he’s a jolly good fellow, for he’s
a jolly good fellow…” I let the voices leave my ears as I moved for
Wolf, the other scientists had surrounded Marcus who I occasionally
caught a glimpse of between the mass of people around him, “So
birthdays are a big deal around here?” Wolf looked up at the
conglomeration of lab coated men and women and smiled, “Yeah, we
don’t get a lot of chances to celebrate down here. We try to make
an event of something every chance we get.” He scooped up two more
of the bullets and started juggling them in one hand, I admired
this for a while before I heard a sound that replicated that of a
train stopping as a pair of hands shot out and snatched the bullets
from the air, “What are you trying to do!? Kill us all!?” the sound
I had heard came from a short, bald fat man, his nose looked
remarkably like a pig’s snout and his hands had sausages instead of
fingers, his voice wheezy and high pitched, “These haven’t been
fixed yet, you drop one, kaboom!” Wolf scratched the back of his
head, “Sorry, won’t happen again.” The fat man grunted and
proceeded to shuffle away, mumbling under his breath. “Who’s he?”
Wolf shrugged, “Human I guess, I don’t know all of the humans on
base.” Marcus moved through the crowd toward us, “I’m going
upstairs with the others Wolf, can you show John the rest? The guns
are in the range, and his car is in the garage, I made some
modifications last night.” He put his hand out which I shook,
“Happy birthday, I’ll see you later.” He smiled and turned to move
to the elevator with the other scientists.
Wolf tugged on my shirt, “Let’s
go, you’re going to like it down here.” I spun around and walked
with him, “Guns first?” he smiled and nodded, “The guns are pretty
cool, well, not really the guns, more the munitions. Smoke,
incendiary, explosive, tracer, and my personal favourite, guided;
super long distance, think guided RPG with a sniper rifle, you pull
the trigger then pick up this small monitor, fire a small rocket
attached to the back of the round and guide him to your target. Not
a whole lot available though. Something like $150000 per bullet.”
He tossed one in my direction and as soon as I caught it I could
picture the damage it would do with the sheer weight of it. I
rolled it around in my hand, it was about five inches long and felt
as heavy as a can of soft drink, “That’s … wow, this thing feels
like it’d rip through a tank.” Wolf smiled and shrugged, “Just
about. Oh, have you got the OLHUD?” He must’ve been able to sense
my feeling of immediate confusion, “Ocular Lens Heads Up Display,
gives you a mini-map which has a built in sensor, also, anyone who
has one shows as green on your mini-map and your standard map. You
can bring up your standard map by saying map, pretty basic really,”
We started walking, he led me to another white room filled with
small glass cubes, “Ah, there it is.”
Wolf picked up one of the glass
cubes which had my name etched into the side, pulled the top off
and reached inside to grab two small, clear circles, “Put these in
your eyes.” He
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