Other Things To Do Apparently

"I-I'm Sorry... I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable.," Ms. Sinclair said a bit sheepishly.

Quickly realizing he was making The Boss Lady nervous, Aaron smiled and said., "Don't worry about it Ms. Sinclair. I'm just a little sensitive when it comes to my Parents and Genetic Engineering."

"Yes Well... [Nervously Clears her Throat]... I've arranged to have my personal driver take you to Stark International and then home."

"That's very kind of you Ms. Sinclair but not necessary.," Aaron said, genuinely grateful for her offer.

"Nonsense, I insist. You have been working hard to get us where we need to be and that deserves a few perks besides you still don't have a car of your own yet do you?"

"No not yet Ms. Sinclair but I will get to it."

Vivyan smiled and puffed up, unconsciously thrusting her chest out as she spoke., "Well then this is the least Omen can do for one of it's own."

What was Aaron to do, resigning himself to the situation he shook Vivyan's outstretched hand and said., "Thank You Ms. Sinclair for your generosity. I gladly accept." That last part was obviously a lie but it was well meant and besides The Boss didn't have to know.

Sheryl, Ms. Sinclair's Secretary whistled in approval when she saw Aaron and Vivyan with her arm wrapped around his exit her office.

Vivyan blushed slightly then assumed her more stern office persona., "If you're through Ms. Green locate Sydney for me."

Ms. Green who had been smiling like a five year old who had a secret she just couldn't wait to tell immediately adopted a more serious demeanor herself and began typing on her computer like a Woman possessed., "She's three floors up on the shooting range."

"Of course she is.," Vivyan huffed with an obvious note of exasperation in her tone. Vivyan didn't waste any more time and immediately headed toward the elevator, a determined look on her beautiful face. Aaron was going over everything he knew about the contract and everything Gog could get him in his head so he was a little slow to respond. Aaron jumped when Ms. Green reached across her desk and smacked him on the ass.

"Oww!," Aaron grunted, turning to face Sheryl who had so many buttons open on her blouse that the only thing holding her bouncy rack in was a wing, a prayer, and a really good bra. Aaron pretended not to notice but it was kinda hard not to even if Aaron's hormones weren't like a Viking Berserker ready to split some skulls.

Sheryl gave Aaron a sexy wink before pointing to the elevator and a waiting Vivyan., "What'cha waitin' for stud? Better not keep The Boss Lady waiting! Oh and Aaron..."

"Yeah?"

"Good Luck."

Aaron smiled then turned and hurried to the elevator and made it inside just as the doors closed.

Vivyan looked over at Aaron and asked., "What did Sheryl want?"

"Nothing... She just wanted to wish me good luck."

Vivyan raised an eyebrow but she didn't say anything. Vivyan reached over and pushed the button for the shooting range three floors above where they were.

Eventually Vivyan broke the silence that settled on the elevator as it began its climb to the selected floor., "It has been some time since we've had a chance to just chat."

"We're both always so busy Ms. Sinclair but yes I agree it would be great if we could just sit down and talk from time to time.," Aaron added.

"You read my mind Mr. Cross. I'll have to see about finding the time but in the mean time how are you feeling?"

"To be honest, I feel a bit drained with all the tests and physicals I've been through today."

Vivyan licked her lips., "Yes, I can imagine.," Eying Aaron up and down.

[Ding]

The Elevator reached the desired floor and the doors opened.

"After You.," Vivyan offered.

"No I Insist.," Aaron said, motioning for her to go first., "Lead the way."

Vivyan smiled and proceeded to exit with Aaron close behind.

Aaron had never been on this floor before and from what he could tell it was part obstacle course, part weapons range, and part armory. Aaron recognized a number of the weapons, scanners, and assorted equipment on display for use partially because he had helped improve or refine them while others he had only seen the specs for like The H.A.R.D. (Harbinger Active Resistance Division) Corps Combat Armor he and Vivyan passed by. He was intrigued by the newer models which were not only able to stand up to a wide range of environments and SupraNormal threats but were able to give them a fighting chance against one of the most dangerous of all SupraNormals codenamed "Homo Magi," who for all intents and purposes wielded Magic as a weapon which made them extremely difficult to fight.

Now Aaron didn't believe in Magic per say... He merely regarded it as a Science whose principles were so complex and foreign to conventional scientific understanding that most were unable to grasp it. When faced with something so different from anything else one knows it is simply easier to call it "Magic" than to make and honest attempt at comprehending it... or at least that's what Aaron thought. He knew how stubborn Humans could be when faced with the unknown but he had no such prejudices and found the prospect of a whole new science different from anything in use today as exciting but it proved to be beyond him at the moment and he had no one to teach him. Homo Magi were notoriously secretive about the inner workings of their arts and due to millennia of persecution and abject scorn from those too short-sighted to acknowledge the potential benefits of this untapped resource they spent most of their time apart from the rest of Humanity and in hiding in order to avoid the fate of many of their ancestors. One need only look at The Salem Witch Trials to understand why.

As they got closer to their destination, Aaron could hear the sounds of a weapon discharging in the distance. Naturally, The person they were meeting was at the range furthest from the elevator so they had to walk for a while before they got there and when they did there was only one person at the range. Aaron was shocked not so much by the fact that whoever it was was setting a new record for accuracy but by the fact that she was practically naked. Aaron looked away but not before he got a good look at the glistening body of a toned, athletic blonde in nothing but a sports bra and a thong. Aaron cursed his incredible memory because even though he only got a glimpse of her, every tight curve was now firmly embedded in his memory.

Vivyan smirked and pressed a button on the wall, causing a red light to begin flashing which alerted the Woman they were there to see that someone wanted to talk to her. She finished off the last three targets in quick succession and pressed a button on the console in front of her and the computer tallied her score. With a score of 5000 points, a time of 3 minutes and 10 seconds on a difficulty level of 3 she received a accuracy rating of 100 percent.

To say Aaron was impressed would be an understatement but he wished she had been wearing something that left a little more to the imagination. Aaron and Vivyan waited while the hard-bodied blonde went through an obviously practiced procedure. First she took off her shooting glasses, placing them in a receptacle in the wall of the booth she was in and then sat down her Torus .357, The handgun resembled an extended Desert Eagle with a chrome finish which was large enough on its own but in her small hands the gun looked positively massive. She quickly and expertly disassembled and cleaned every part of the gun after removing the empty magazine and then just as quickly and expertly reassembled the gun. Next, She grabbed a towel and began drying off, all the while Vivyan was hotly tapping her foot against the floor as she waited.

Once the blonde finished toweling off, She turned and strode toward Aaron and Ms. Sinclair like a model on a catwalk. Aaron was in awe as the gorgeous young Woman seemingly ignored Ms. Sinclair and offered her hand to Aaron saying., "Hello, You must be Aaron... I've heard alot of interesting things from The Boss about you."

Aaron responded while shaking her hand., "Oh Like What?," Aaron looked over at Ms. Sinclair who looked like she was about to have a panic attack and then back to the blonde who smiled impishly with a slight blush on her cheeks.

"You know the usual... Mostly about what a big Di..."

Ms. Sinclair stepped in quickly cutting off the blonde while elbowing her in the side., "Asset! What a big asset you are to The Company. Yeah, That's It!," She mumbled the last part rather sheepishly under her breath.

"OWWWW!"

Aaron wasn't stupid nor deaf, He knew that wasn't what she was about to say but he didn't want to embarrass his Boss so he just let it slide., "I'm pleased to hear that. I'm glad she values me so highly."

"I'll say... When we're alone she won't shut up about you.," The blonde said with a smirk while giving Vivyan some mischievous side-eye.

"Oww!," The blonde grunted again and glared at Ms. Sinclair after taking another elbow to the ribs.

"They'll be time enough for pleasantries later Sydney.," Vivyan said, returning Sydney's glare with one of her own before turning to Aaron., "Aaron his is Sydney Hoffer my personal driver and as you have just witnessed a good person to have in your corner if you get into a tight spot."

This time Aaron offered his hand., "It's nice to meet you Ms. Hoffer."

Sydney took his hand and said., "Sydney please.," Sydney gripped his hand hard and pulled him close, whispering in his ear., "Wanna get in a tight spot with me?"

Aaron pulled his hand away, popping several of his fingers in the process though he didn't seem to notice as he straightened his tie.

"My day has already been quite eventful so I would rather this be just another boring business trip if it's all the same to you."

Sydney pouted., "Aah You're No Fun.," And turned., "But have it your way... I'll take a quick shower and meet you in the garage in ten.," And with that she headed toward the locker rooms.

Vivyan cleared her throat., "Please pay her no mind Mr. Cross... She may seem like a troublemaker at heart but I can assure you she is a professional and a tremendous asset when the chips are down."

"No need for concern Ms. Sinclair. If The Head of Omen trusts her with her safety then that's good enough for me."

"I appreciate your confidence Aaron. Now if you'll follow me I'll take you down to the garage and you can wait for Sydney.," Ms. Sinclair gestured back toward the way they had come and began walking back to the elevator., "I'd wait with you but you know how it is... The paperwork and problems are piling up as we speak and I'll need to get back before long or things will spiral out of control."

Aaron pushed the elevator call button and a second later the doors opened, Aaron gestured with a smile for Ms. Sinclair to enter first then got in. Ms. Sinclair pushed the button for the garage level and they were soon on their way. They had only traveled a few floors when the elevator stopped and the doors opened. Aaron recognized the two Technicians as the same ones from earlier.

"Hello Ms. Sinclair.," One of them said while the other smiled in agreement. Vivyan smiled back and shook their hands then it was Aaron's turn. After the pleasantries were exchanged, One of The Technicians pushed the button for their floor and a second later they were moving again.

"Nervous?," Vivyan asked Aaron.

"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't. This could be big for The Company and I don't want to mess that up."

"Stop worrying Mr. Cross you'll do just fine. I wouldn't be sending you if I didn't think you could do it."

Aaron smiled and Vivyan returned it with a smile of her own. For the rest of the trip on the elevator neither Aaron nor Vivyan said anything. Vivyan was busy texting her Secretary for details on her Day's appointments while Aaron reviewed all of the available information in his head while casually conversing with Gog through their link.

When Aaron was satisfied he was as prepared as he could be he looked over to see Ms. Sinclair still texting back and forth with her Secretary. They were almost at their floor so he saw no reason to disturb her since he had nothing pressing to say anyway so instead he simply stood in silence listening to the hum of the elevator and the casual conversation between the two Technicians.

"Did you hear?," One of The Technicians said nudging his friend.

"What?," The other Technician responded curiously.

"There was a MetaHuman attack Downtown!"

"What Really?!"

"Don't They Have Jobs To Do or Do They Just Ride The Elevators All Day Like A Couple of Chatty Cathys?," Aaron thought as he listened to the two Men gossip.

"Yeah. A trio of Metas robbed a bank."

Aaron couldn't help but wonder how one let alone three MetaHumans were able to even get near the bank without setting off alarms all over Downtown never mind get inside The Bank and rob it.

"Wow, What kind of Metas were they?"

"Two were apparently Pyrokinetics and their Boss was a Light Manipulator.," The Technician stated enthusiastically.

"Damn, That's Not Good!"

"Yeah, No Kidding. The Light Manipulator cut through The Bank Vault like it was warm butter."

"Jeez, Was anyone hurt?"

"Luckily No but with the kind of power those three were packing it could've been much worse."

"Man, That's what, The Third SupraNormal-Related Crime in the last Two Days?!"

"Fifth Actually."

"Shit! If The Crime Rate keeps increasing like this The Union Government will institute a curfew... Maybe even declare Martial Law."

"Don't even joke about that!"

Aaron smacked The Technician that cursed on the arm.

"Ow Man What is your problem?!," The Technician growled angrily as he turned to face Aaron who cocked his head to the side to indicate Ms. Sinclair.

The Technician's angry face immediately turned apologetic., "Right, Sorry."

Vivyan didn't even look up from her phone and the two Technicians got off the elevator about a minute later and the elevator stopped on the next floor.

"This is us.," Vivyan said, finally looking away from her phone. Aaron and Vivyan exited the elevator but Ms. Sinclair didn't allow the doors to close., "I'm Sorry Aaron but I'm afraid I can't wait with you. Sheryl just sent me a text and I'm needed back upstairs but Sydney should be down in a bit so you just wait here and she'll take real good care of you. Er That is.... I mean. YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?"

Vivyan practically screamed the last part at him while Aaron stood there as the doors closed and his flustered Boss vanished from sight., "What Was That About?"

"I Think She Likes You Father.," Aaron heard the pixieish voice of Gog in his head.

"Don't Be Foolish Gog. She's My Boss and That's The Only Relationship We Have."

"Maybe You Should Tell Her That.," Aaron heard Gog giggle.

Aaron was stern in his reply., "Enough. I Don't Want To Talk About This Anymore."

With Gog reluctantly taking the hint, Aaron decided to kill some time by looking around at the different cars. Aaron hadn't been looking long when he heard a sultry voice from behind him say., "Been waitin' long, Handsome?"

It was Sydney and she was dressed more like she was on her way to some scandalous rendezvous than about to drive to one of The Biggest Corporations in The World.

Aaron had to admit that while a bit out of the ordinary her attire was certainly disarming and after witnessing a sample of her skills on the shooting range he was reasonably sure that was exactly her intention. After all who would suspect a Woman wearing practically nothing of wearing a weapon or even being dangerous for that matter?

"So how do I look?," The Sexy Blonde Driver asked doing a little spin to show off her outfit.

Aaron tugged at his collar nervously., "Not bad... but don't you think you're a little underdressed for where we're going."

"I don't mind... Do you?," The Sexy Blonde purred giving Aaron a glimpse of her stockinged thigh.