Headquarters of Ouroboros Exchanges International
Tokyo, Japan
Victor Shiva sat in his office staring at the wall. The office, like his appearance suited him. Black stone coumns wreathed obsidain walls. At an onyx-ringed deak sat a dark-complexed man with black hair and eyes like stone.
Some men fit their names like a glove, Victor Shiva was one of them.
Appearances can be deceiving, however. Beyond the trapping of an offfic ebuilt for intimidation, the whole of Shiva's operation was beyond state-of-the-art. This was a man who saw the future and went to surpass it. And in a minute, the future should be walking through his door.
"Mister Shiva," the intercom buzzed to life, "Doctor Grey has arrived."
"Let him in."
This should prove interesting.
The figure who entered was far healthier than Shiva last remembered seeing, through also looked a bit older. Not surprising, given what had transpired in the meanwhile.
"I see you've shaved since awakening," he said, looking at Grey's face, "and cut your hair."
"I looked old enough as it was," Grey answered coldly, "and I looked enough like Sainte-Germaine as it was too."
"Now you just look like you could be his father," Shiva pondered out loud, mentally cataloging his thought, "so you've taken my invitation to work here?"
Grey had received, among other paperwork, a letter from Shiva trying to hire him for his expertise in temporal and spatial mechanics.
"No," Grey flatly answered, "but I have a question."
"Yes?"
"You were the one who brought me back here?"
"Mostly. I designed the equipment. I have the technical facilities to build great marvels on Sainte-Germaine's dime, but I lack certain expertise. That's why I wanted you to work for me."
"I have another idea. We live in a world that's lacking a certian something, and your company has the facilities to help produce it. From ym research, there are a few other experts I'm looking to procure, but I'd like to mastermind a venture of my own."
"Do tell."
"Alright, Victor," Grey smiled -- the man was hooked, "but it'll take a bit of time to fully describe..."
Victor Shiva hit the intercom button.
"Miss Meiers, see that I'm not to be disturbed until Dr. Grey and I am finished in here..."
