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A sneer formed on Ruth’s face, the contempt and anger that she was holding down was clearly evident to anyone in the room. She may have been partially pleased at the terror that one of these disgraces felt towards her but the resentment that she instilled in the second made her positively giddy. The stupid maggot had set a giant target on its back and she waited to find a reason to pounce on the opportunity. She did like her some slapping before ordering someone else to do her dirty work.

That is when she realised that she was perhaps being a little [i]too[/i] emotional and that just wouldn’t do. A lot had happened and she had to keep her mind clear and capable. She took a calming breath and instead plastered her charming smile on her face once more. She walked around to stand behind the resentful employee with a click and a clack. Her well-manicured hands rested on his shoulders, giving them a gentle squeeze of encouragement. She said no words, she simply smiled and held onto his shoulders. He may be resentful but she could appreciate his ability to read the room, perhaps he didn’t deserve to be utterly decimated. She had to look on the positives of the situation especially considering what she was currently dealing with.


It always pleased Ruth to feel the Githkin skittering around like insects, listening to her every order. She still held a deep, secret desire about the Githkin but it would have to wait. For now, ordering them around to carry out her desires and needs. Her eyebrow rose as she heard XJ-47 responding to her command. [color=b33900][i]“Report to the Foreman’s office immediately. I need all of the information that you have.”[/i][/color]

As the frightened little wisp of an assistant spoke out, Ruth felt the scowl breaking across her brow. Shplorn. Ruth reached out once again with her mental communication and began talking to the Githkin of higher import on the same floor, in the same area as accounting director Shplorn. Ruth’s mind found that of KT-25, another Elite Githkin that wore the standard Elite sash and was missing the two outermost fingers on their left hand.

[color=b33900][i]“Elite Githkin, KT-25. I require you to take a small group of Githkin to Accounting Director Shplorn’s private rooms and bring her to me by any means necessary. Try to keep things calm if possible but I give permission to use force where necessary.”[/i][/color] 

[i]“Yes Regional Manager, I will bring Accounting Director Shplorn to you directly.”[/i] The Elite Githkin motioned for four other Githkin to come with them as they made their way immediately towards Shplorn’s private quarters. KT-25 rose their left hand and knocked on Shplorn’s door. [b]“Accounting Director Shplorn! Regional Manager Ruthalia requires your immediate assistance in the Foreman’s office. We request that you open the door now.”[/b] KT-25 stepped back from the door and awaited the answer from Shplorn.

Ruth was satisfied with KT-25’s instant reaction to her commands and made a mental note to herself to place a positive note in the Githkin’s file. The door opened and Ruth saw her General walking in with a rather beaten up Foreman Jo’ones. Her nose wrinkled and she realised just how emotional she had been but, all things considered, his assistants would never step out of line again. Just behind Drax, Elite Githkin XJ-47 and Githkin 27-B walked into the office. 

She noted the scar on its face and made yet another note to herself to find out what this Githkin had done to receive such a scar. She would be dealing with a lot of files later it seemed. The concern whirring through her mind was insane. She could not let her bosses hear of this. This was the last thing that Ruth needed right now, this was not exactly what she was expecting but it was worse.

[color=b33900]“XJ-47, please make your way towards KT-25 and assist them and their team with bringing Accounting Director Schplorn to me.”[/color] She then turned to the resentful assistant and gave him a gentle smile. [color=b33900]“Send out an alert on the following humans; Jonah Fallen, Clementine Mayweather, Oliver Johnson and Tommy Reese. I also want all known family of these named individuals to be gathered and placed in a secure location with round the clock security and surveillance. Any known associates should also be kept under constant surveillance but I do not require them to be taken from their homes just yet. Make it happen.”[/color] 

She turned and made her way towards Drax, looking at Foreman Jo’ones in his sorry state. [color=B33900]“Thank you for returning the Foreman so promptly Drax. Ensure he is secured and unable to move but make him comfortable at least. I see you took your job seriously but you did a poor job in making sure his skin would be in fit condition to be used for my bag. I give you a B- for this order.”[/color] She patted his giant armoured forearm and crouched down to look at the face of Jo’ones. [color=b33900]“Do try to be thankful for your second chance. I don’t give them out lightly.”[/color] She wasn’t entirely sure he could even hear her but it was more for show anyway.

Ruth stood up and smoothed out the creases from her dress. She looked around the room and pursed her lips in thought. Her right hand was tingling, it was apparently having bitch slap withdrawals.
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