Child-Hunt
For @director-scarlet The raven-haired man strode through a brightly lit corridor of the Weapons Department. Normally, he wouldn't be sighted anywhere near here, but today, he was on a mission. Vincent had done another one of his well-famed disappearing acts, and hadn't come home last night. Of course, being a Turk, he didn't work normal hours, but he always came home, no matter how late. Grimoire sighed. Why was he still doing this? The boy was an adult in his own right now, more than capable of looking after himself. But still, Vincent was his only son. He had to look after him. Make sure the boy didn't do anything too stupid, at least. The main reason that the Scientist had come to Weapons was because he knew his boy was always here, watching somebody tinker with that silly, over-sized gun of his when it went wrong. Once he had reached his destination, he knocked on Scarlet's office door. Maybe, just maybe, Vincent would be where he was expected to be for once.
