@pharmaceutie:
“ Ah, M-Munakata-san! ” Slightly startled by the sudden appearance, Kimura clutched tighter to the notepad in her hands. She’d been going over notes just prior, comparing her own written results of the last few batches of salves that had been produced. It was a known fact that the pharmacist was easily absorbed in her work. As the man carried on however, her grip loosened, giving way to a calmer yet guilty demeanor. “ Reports…? Oh, right of course. I thought I had another day, I’m sorry. I must have lost track of time. ”
As if to confirm the deadline further, she turned to the phone on the table in front of her. One press of a button and sure enough the screen lit up. It was definitely past due. “ If it’s alright, I can have something typed up by the end of today. And are you asking about any specific medicines, Sir? ”
The Munakata that everyone was familiar with wouldn’t have minded a simple slip of time; Kimura was a hard worker and good person that Kyousuke enjoyed having around. He would have smiled, placed a hand on her shoulder, and explained that as long as it was done it didn’t matter when.
Kyouji was not his brother, though. Everything had a deadline, everyone was disposable, and if your use to him ran out he wasn’t afraid to deal with you personally. Violet eyes of violence stared back at the pharmacist as a response to her request, acting head of Branch Two sighing under his breath. “You have until this day’s end and no more. If you fail me again, I may have to reconsider your position as head of this branch.”
The older Munakata moved to examine the salves Kimura had been working on, affirming that none of this was any use to him. “Are you able to create drugs that alter the human mind? Force endorphins to release, force someone to tell the truth, force someone to obey a certain command...That kind of thing.”
