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Harold ran around grabbing all the supplies requested. Scotch tape and paper towels and a few wash clothes were all he could find. As he brought them to Aiden the door opened and another person entered. Now the room was to crowded, they needed to move to a new area. mostly to give Karina room to breath. "Is there anywhere more sterile we could move her to? Like a medical room or at least a bed." As he said this he heard a dull roar and the loud clang of metal on metal. Then dull thumbs as a large object came closer like footsteps from a giant. Nervously Harold opened the door to the closet slightly to look out towards the noise. He saw the hulking figure of some grotesque experiment coming closer. He quickly shut the door and said in a hushed voice. "We need to leave now. An experiment it on the loose, some hulking humanoid. It doesn't look to friendly either.Karina can't be moved to quickly so we need to draw it away somehow while the others escape. Maybe through the air vent." Then Harold backed to the side of the room. That door was going to fly off its hinges and he didn't want to be in the way.
Seeing Alice taking care of Aiden Harold went to the door to see what was going on. To his left the toxic waste spill had eaten its way through the door to the mechanical room. No telling what kind of damage it was doing in there. That also meant it completely cut off access to the armory just down the hall, probably why Aiden had come this way. He also noticed it was coming there way and reach them in about 10 minutes. He noticed a few noises from the other end of the hall where the teleportation labs were. If people were still doing experiments then they really had to be oblivious. He noticed the young man who had entered after him had left and saw him walking down the hall. He ran to him and pulled him back to the closet. "Don't go anywhere right now. And take out those headphones We need to find out which protocols we need to follow. I know of at least 6 contamination protocols that need to be followed based on the spill outside and all say get to the trams." Back in the closet " Aiden, I think we should head for the trams. The way to the armory is blocked and we might lose power soon." At that moment someone fell out of the ventilation shaft and destroyed the shelf below it. "Jesus!" Harold exclaimed. IT seemed this person was also security and Aiden knew her. He approached the wreckage and helped the women up. "Welcome to the party miss. I think we were just about to make plans to leave."
Harold watched as a young man walked in. He seemed oblivious to the chaos outside as he rummaged around, grabbed the SD card and went to wash it off must be a computers person. Then a security officer ran in looking hurt. He seemed tense as he slid to the floor and a little sick. Harold grabbed a clean washcloth ran some water on it and handed to the man. Seeing his ID badge he said jovially "Rough day huh Aiden? Well it can't be worse than mine. Some intern mislabeled waste materials and now they're spilling across the hallway, This'll probably cost me my job. My name's Harold by the way" He stopped talking as another figure entered the room. He'd seen her around before in other departments, but never in his. She was someone valuable enough to assist on a variety of projects, which meant she was to valuable for his department. She seemed nervous so Harold waved at her and said "Hi! I'm Harold and this is Aiden, if he's wearing the correct badge. Do you have any medical experience? Aiden here has a head wound."
Harold hurried into the supply closet desperately searching for a spare hazard suit, neutralizing foam, anything to contain the spill. No such luck, the room was almost empty. I should have put in those resupply forms sooner he thought to himself as he groaned softly face in hands. Carefully searching the room once more he pocketed 3 things of interest to him. The 10 dollars hey he thought to himself free money! and i might be out of a job soon, a flashlight lights could go at any minute, and the screwdriver always handy in emergencies. He didn't know how to use a gun, the crowbar was to big to carry comfortably, and the bloody stuff made his stomach turn. He turned toward the door as he heard footsteps rapidly approaching and more people entered the room.
Name: Harold Gerwulf
Appearance: middle aged man with short and thinning black hair of medium build and slightly over weight. Wears heavy work boots, thick brown and stained cargo pants, a green long sleeve shirt under a protective trench coat, has work gloves for handling hazardous material and a gas mask and face plate.
Job: Waste Material Neutralization and Containment
Relation with Other Departments: overlooked by anyone in other positions. appreciates all other departments except security because most of them ridicule his work.
Role in Creating the Incident: Due to a oversight in calculating proper containment several hazardous materials from different departments were placed in inappropriate containers allowing leaks. mutating genetic fluids, radioactive isotopes, failed applied science projects, and other stuff caused a chain reaction of leaks. Effects are unknown
Where You Were and What You Were Doing 5 Minutes Ago: trying to get supplies to contain the slowly spreading spill
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Lucky felt a familiar feeling as the edges of his vision dimmed and a rushing sound filled his ears. He had thought he could fight the coming blackness, but it was a losing battle. The gentle swaying as he was carried lulled him, and he lost himself to the darkness. He would be unconscious for several hours while his body recharged. Anyone touching his bare skin after about 3-4 hours would get a nasty static shock.
Lucky saw the sense in 066's plan and began amping up his power. The air around him began to crackle and his hair began to have electricity arc in it. The smell of ozone began to permeate the air. He tried directing his charge toward 066, but finesse was never his strong suit. Anyone near him had to back away or risk getting shocked. The last time he gave this much juice he had been measured at 10,000 watts. and that was a year ago he'd developed since then. He felt the drain of energy as his calories drained away and his blood pressure fluctuated, his vision began to dim. He eased off and fell to the floor panting. He didn't want to pass out "That's all i got" he gasped unable to rise from his knees as his legs felt like jello. "Could i get a lift?" he asked looking around "i'm safe to touch until i recharge"
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007 grumbled under his breath"Its more directed than that. Need direct contact.." But he understood. He took his place in the middle of the group. He really hoped he got a chance at some scientists or guards. He wanted some payback for all the things they did to him. He looked around and saw they varied powers thinking they might actually have a shot at this. He wondered why this hadn't happened before. Then he had the horrible thought that this was another test and they wanted them to escape to observe them only to capture them again when it was over. But, that was an stupid panic thought and he dismissed it, focusing more on the task at hand then silly notions.
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