Fang Before Foe
[ Femme-wesker ]:
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Gloved hands glided over the keyboard, and a single crimson eye bore into the words. The document he was typing was of extreme importance. If he didn’t make it work, then Allison would suffer. But, just as his fingers danced over the last letters, he heard the shouts of the guards. He sighed softly, finishing up. Even when he heard gunfire, he ignore it, finishing up and sending off the e-mail.
As the door opened, he steepled his hands and glanced up. “Greetings. You must be Agent Kennedy. I am Rozenmann. I was told to expect you, on behalf of miss Allison. She’s stepped out, for the moment, but I can assist you for the time being.” He gave a fanged grin. “Unless, of course, you would prefer something else?” he asked, leaning forwards.
Most of the guards that littered the area weren't much of a problem, they must have been desk guards that never seen very much action as no one had ever entered this deeply before. Reaching the destination input into his phone the door normally would have been kicked open due to dire importance, but this time it was normally opened just in case there was something deadly inside.
A man whom Leon didn't recognize greeted him, this didn't look like such a bad thing but Leon knew better anything can be a threat despite how it looked. Rozenmann that was a name that wasn't in the D.O.S security information banks as far as he knew, there was little to no time to think on the matter through as the man leaned ever so closer to him. "I don't have time for games Rozenmann, I was sent here because your company recently 'acquired' stolen information do you happen to know anything about this?"
