"Computer, initiate remote connection to Grayskull estate." A man asked, prompting a computerized acknowledgement before a female voice responded.
"Remote connection to Grayskull estate established."
"Synchronize systems and permissions in accordance with established Greyskull Estate command priority."
"Please verify access code."
"Wolvinator-Alpha-Zero-Moose-Tango."
"Level one access granted."
Walking into the office with a mid-sized box was Alystrianna D"Vaustaival-Ahdeekhee, Administrative assistant, personal advisor, confidant and wife to the newly appointed Ministry of Defense. She set it down on the desk in front of her and flashed a smile.
"You all done playing with your toys?" She asked in a slight British accent, teasing the man that had her back to her. Wolvinator turned around from the window to face her, returning with his own smile.
"Not yet." He returned, stepping forward to open up the box which she just brought in. Peeling back the tabs which held it closed, he reached into it's depths to retrieve a small picture frame. Pushing the box to the side, he placed the picture of their impromptu wedding just a few short weeks ago at the Beltane on the corner of his desk.
"There, now I am."
"Aww." She returned, giving him a peck on the cheek. "Well, at least this new office will give you more of a reason to get out of the house."
"Or a place for you to kick me out to."
"That works also."
Taking a few items from the last box he placed them around the office, personalizing it. Wolvie liked to keep things professional, at least in a business environment. He imagined he'd be involved in discussions of National Security and planetary defense in this room, and he wanted to give off the correct image.
"Also, Dris dropped this off earlier." Aly spoke, sliding a memo onto the desk. Turning around, Wolvie leaned over his desk to look at it.
"What do we have here?" He asked to himself, scanning over the document. "Ah, yes, I remember Dris asking me about this. He wants to ensure that Matt Simon is the commanding officer for the RASG."
Reaching up to find his pen, he quickly signed the lower half of the order: RADM Wolvinator Ministry of Defense
"There we go, first order of business taken care of.?
"Remote connection to Grayskull estate established."
"Synchronize systems and permissions in accordance with established Greyskull Estate command priority."
"Please verify access code."
"Wolvinator-Alpha-Zero-Moose-Tango."
"Level one access granted."
Walking into the office with a mid-sized box was Alystrianna D"Vaustaival-Ahdeekhee, Administrative assistant, personal advisor, confidant and wife to the newly appointed Ministry of Defense. She set it down on the desk in front of her and flashed a smile.
"You all done playing with your toys?" She asked in a slight British accent, teasing the man that had her back to her. Wolvinator turned around from the window to face her, returning with his own smile.
"Not yet." He returned, stepping forward to open up the box which she just brought in. Peeling back the tabs which held it closed, he reached into it's depths to retrieve a small picture frame. Pushing the box to the side, he placed the picture of their impromptu wedding just a few short weeks ago at the Beltane on the corner of his desk.
"There, now I am."
"Aww." She returned, giving him a peck on the cheek. "Well, at least this new office will give you more of a reason to get out of the house."
"Or a place for you to kick me out to."
"That works also."
Taking a few items from the last box he placed them around the office, personalizing it. Wolvie liked to keep things professional, at least in a business environment. He imagined he'd be involved in discussions of National Security and planetary defense in this room, and he wanted to give off the correct image.
"Also, Dris dropped this off earlier." Aly spoke, sliding a memo onto the desk. Turning around, Wolvie leaned over his desk to look at it.
"What do we have here?" He asked to himself, scanning over the document. "Ah, yes, I remember Dris asking me about this. He wants to ensure that Matt Simon is the commanding officer for the RASG."
Reaching up to find his pen, he quickly signed the lower half of the order: RADM Wolvinator Ministry of Defense
"There we go, first order of business taken care of.?