Post by Nicholas Acker Villin on May 11, 2022 8:35:27 GMT -5
Someone was ringing at the gate, not the front door because visitors needed to pass the gate first. The gate's intercom had an integrated camera other than a doorbell. Acker was out in the garden holding a blueprint in his hands. He was checking on something. The garden was well kept with a very peculiar feature: a maze. It was new and hidden behind the manor. Acker was standing in front of the entrance, his dogs sniffing the leaves of the maze's entrance.
It was late afternoon, soon would be nightfall. But there was a nice breeze and Acker was enjoying his time, checking that the maze was working fine. He looked down at the blueprints and then up at a specific side of the maze's entrance. He tilted his head, he was so focused on what he was doing that he jolted up when the intercom ringed again. He could hear it because there was an intercom out there too.
Oh, right. There was someone at the gate. Argh, he was annoyed at whoever was ringing that intercom and annoyed at himself for sending his assistant away to take care of a job. If his assistant had been there then he would have taken care of this ringing business and Acker could have kept working. Miserably, Acker checked who it was. His glasses' lenses connected to the intercom's camera: The Chief.
Acker let out a sigh, he couldn't let the Chief hanging at the gate, even though he didn't really want to talk to anybody when he was in his mad scientist mood, unless it was his assistant which couldn't be because he wasn't there. Another wave of frustration hit him "Yeah, fine, I'm gonna answer" Apollo trotted at his owner and opened his mouth in which Acker put the blueprint in. Apollo gently got hold of it and walked inside the manor from a door-window that led inside from the garden.
Acker had remotely opened the gate and was walking in front of the manor with Zeus following him. He reached the front door and stood before it, hands in the pants pockets. He was wearing all black, as usual, and his suit was weaving in the breeze, his black glasses completed the look. Acker was already annoyed by the visit because Blanc had interrupted him. But, Blanc was the Chief so if the Chief had come to visit then there had to be a good reason. Good enough for the interruption at least.
It was late afternoon, soon would be nightfall. But there was a nice breeze and Acker was enjoying his time, checking that the maze was working fine. He looked down at the blueprints and then up at a specific side of the maze's entrance. He tilted his head, he was so focused on what he was doing that he jolted up when the intercom ringed again. He could hear it because there was an intercom out there too.
Oh, right. There was someone at the gate. Argh, he was annoyed at whoever was ringing that intercom and annoyed at himself for sending his assistant away to take care of a job. If his assistant had been there then he would have taken care of this ringing business and Acker could have kept working. Miserably, Acker checked who it was. His glasses' lenses connected to the intercom's camera: The Chief.
Acker let out a sigh, he couldn't let the Chief hanging at the gate, even though he didn't really want to talk to anybody when he was in his mad scientist mood, unless it was his assistant which couldn't be because he wasn't there. Another wave of frustration hit him "Yeah, fine, I'm gonna answer" Apollo trotted at his owner and opened his mouth in which Acker put the blueprint in. Apollo gently got hold of it and walked inside the manor from a door-window that led inside from the garden.
Acker had remotely opened the gate and was walking in front of the manor with Zeus following him. He reached the front door and stood before it, hands in the pants pockets. He was wearing all black, as usual, and his suit was weaving in the breeze, his black glasses completed the look. Acker was already annoyed by the visit because Blanc had interrupted him. But, Blanc was the Chief so if the Chief had come to visit then there had to be a good reason. Good enough for the interruption at least.
Acker stood there, waiting for Blanc to arrive.