Klez and >Orson<

"I meant why did he go straight to Tasing."

>"Because they suck and I didn't know... the place is kinda under new management, so maybe some rules would change."<

>"Do I get to tase them?"<

"Why do you go there?"

>"Oh if you do that you could have an animation where it breathes out the red smoke."<

"... New people?"

>"... Interns?"<

>"Soon, everyone will be able to visit any ring in Hell they so choose, in Virtual Reality!"<

>"Perhaps... something in the middle of the Vs? A camera, maybe? I mean you both do use cameras a bunch. This is just me throwing things at the board though."<

>"... We heard the intercom message."<

"... Good, being on the streets is a no-go."

>"... That is true. Oh, and we can do the V on the top of the logo perhaps? Or maybe... a sort of... symbol for the logo? Hmm."<

>"... Maybe it'll get renamed to Veetek."<

Orson cannot leave fast enough.

Klez, meanwhile, is going to make a more... standard exit, closing the door as he takes a deep breath.

It's definitely going to be an interesting time for the two, and time to make a choice.

They're both just staring at the gun for a few moments, eyes widening before they look back at Valentino.

"... Of course. We understand."

>"Crystal Clear, Mister Valentino."<

"Mmm... That sounds actually like the best solution."

>"Agreed. Since we could like... be working on projects for both of you simultaneously."<

"It makes sense."

-than that... a few games that were going to be launched in the Entertainment District... Besides those there wasn't much else that's not like... general server room, online coding stuff."<

"... There's a few big ones."

>"... We've been taking accounts of the other rings of Hell. Making a virtual reality program that will... let you visit them. Full experience."<

"We were also working on various defense related projects for general security. Weapons and security systems."

>"Other-

"... Both of you have your advantages."

>"... I mean it would be Velvette if we were just doing social media related code. But... We do more."<

"... So the best option for us with our... whole scope of work is you."

Orson exhales a little bit of steam out of his faceplate.

"... So we'll just be working in the same capacity?"

>"... So I can finish that Virtual Reality thing I've been working on? I mean... it's going to make good money."<

Klez drags his brother in and restores his body functions as Orson stands back up and dusts himself off.

>"... I wanted to wait."<

"... No time like the present, Mr. Valentino... Though... admittedly, the two of us are... hesitant. We were... pretty entrenched in just... Vox's department."

>"Bro, he said till the end of the week..."<

"... Yes, and you'll take too long worrying about it."

Klez quietly knocks on the door before opening it just enough to stick his head in, eyeing the new decor.

"... Hello. Boss."

>"WELP, end of the week you heard him."<

Orson looks to quickly bail, but Klez pushes a button on his phone and Orson's body parts freeze up, he then just drags his brother down the hall.

"... We aren't going to wait... better to just rip whatever bandaid off right now."

"... And there it is."

>"... We're kind of fucked. Technology is our thing. Like hacking and creating and shit."<

"... We're going to be fine. If anything, we'll just probably be more likely to work on... uh... online-oriented stuff. You know, brand-reach."

"... I think some of the workers are trying to leave.

Hey, wait, hold on."

>"Do I still get to tase the interns?"<

>"WE'RE DOING WHAT TO VOXTEK?"<

"... Are we still employed?"

>"... Angels are... fucking weird."<

"... The angels are... worrying."

"Boss."

>"Just... gonna fucking tase her repeatedly in the eyes. I'm sure boss won't mind."<

>"... Okay, I'm off strike. I'm also going to kill Karen from Marketing."<

((I need to get like... mains of the Vees and others to play off of FR.))

((... I'm just losing muse because I feel like I'm stuck in neutral.))