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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 16, 2010 17:27:54 GMT -5
"Pretty much," Lex chuckled, "but that doesn't mean they aren't fun to look at." he said with a wink. Lex touched the male's shoulder, "Come on now, let's continue our tour." he said, just as Radish looked towards the viewing window, frowning.
He moved to press the intercom. "May I help you, Director?" he asked
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Post by clementine on Mar 16, 2010 17:32:58 GMT -5
Misha smiled, letting the touch to his shoulder go unnoticed. The moment he heard Raddish's voice though, Misha turned around. "Ah, we were just looking." Misha said, getting to the intercom before Lex. He hoped the male didn't mind, but Misha stepped aside anyways to allow the male access to the compad.
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 16, 2010 17:39:17 GMT -5
Raddish blinked, looking at the male. Who the hell was that? He looked familiar...
Lex shook his head. "Carry on, Akahai, I was just showing Dr. Fedot around the campus." he said, smiling.
Raddish scowled. "Then if you would please?" buzz off, was left unsaid as Radish returned to his work.
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Post by clementine on Mar 16, 2010 20:09:34 GMT -5
Feeling rather wicked, Misha clicked the comm button one more time. "Grouchy kitty." He teased, before grabbing Lex by the arm and hauling ass out of there. Raddish was just such an easy target that Misha couldn't help himself.
"Is he always so...grumpy?" Misha asked Lex with a laugh.
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 16, 2010 20:13:28 GMT -5
Raddish growled at the voyeurs before going back to work, sighing as he went back to his sequences.
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Post by clementine on Mar 16, 2010 20:20:44 GMT -5
The day was over very quickly for Misha. Lex left him at the dorms once again and by the next day, it was time to work. Misha was more than a little nervous as he walked into the correct building from the day before. He'd worked in a group plenty of times, but he'd never had a leader who was so...not social.
He found Raddish in his office and cleared his throat as he stood in the open doorway, knocking lightly on the wall.
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 16, 2010 20:25:55 GMT -5
Raddish looked up, blinking at the new male. What was his name again? "How may I help you, Dr. Fedot?" he asked, looking at the male, pushing his curtain of hair from his face and tying it up.
He seemed to have fallen asleep here again, as his labcoat was off and his tie was loosened. He sighed, running a hand over his face as he righted himself. "Well?" he asked the male, who seemed to have forgotten the question.
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Post by clementine on Mar 16, 2010 20:35:01 GMT -5
Misha smiled, the dimples flashing in his cheeks. "Ah, you remembered. I honored." He said with a little flourish. Someone, his nervousness was forgotten when he was in Raddish's presence. "I'm sorry for...disturbing you, but no one seems to know what I'm supposed to be doing. They sent me to you."
Idly, Misha wandered closer to Raddish. Daringly, he reached out to straightened the male's tie. "And there." He said cheerily, waiting for his instructions.
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 16, 2010 20:48:41 GMT -5
Radish blinked as the male briefly touched him before leaning back and looking at him like he had some strange illness. "You can go wash up and head to the examination room, where you will not touch anything until I come to brief you." Radish said, staring at the...somewhat attractive younger male.
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Post by clementine on Mar 16, 2010 20:57:34 GMT -5
That looked was absolutely priceless and Misha laughed, giving Raddish a snappy salute. "Yes, oh fearless leader." He said marching out the door before he turned and threw a wink over his shoulder. "I'll be waiting." At that, the male disappeared down the hall and would be waiting for Raddish as instructed.
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 16, 2010 21:11:44 GMT -5
Raddish appeared around ten minutes later, sighing as he came through detox. He looked at Misha, before rolling up his sleeves. He rose a brow at the male before motioning him over and beginning to brief him about what they knew about Gr-X and the logisitics behind their tests.
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Post by clementine on Mar 16, 2010 21:14:11 GMT -5
Misha was complete and utter business. There was no laughing or teasing, only work as he went over all the paper work, already trying to work out a cure that seemed almost impossible to find. "Nasty." Was all he said at the end of it, before taking a seat at his indicated station.
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 16, 2010 21:19:59 GMT -5
Radish told the male what he could do to help before going back to going over a few digital projections of the disease.
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Post by clementine on Mar 16, 2010 21:33:13 GMT -5
And Misha went straight to work. Although it was tedious and there were no "magical" breakthroughs, he found that he enjoyed himself. Not only because he was doing something he loved, but because he knew that Radish was right behind him.
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Post by praiseofblood on Mar 16, 2010 21:35:32 GMT -5
The two actually worked rather harmoniously. Raddish was relieved that they had recruited someone who didn't ask him to explain every method or equation he applied in their testing. The other male just seemed to get it. It made for a very...content Raddish.
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