Phoenix Industries

Toni continued to play, increasing the volume. Why did it have to be robots...?

The robots started twitching slightly, firing off random shots that ricocheted around the arena.

Toni stopped playing as she used her keytar as a shield. Some of the bullets hit the keys, making it sound as if a pipe organ fell into the arena.

One of the bullets connected with a robot, destroying it. The remaining four continued firing off bullets.

"Martin." Victoria said, processing it. "I'm Victoria."

"I'll do my best to remember that," Martin smiled, before looking over at his desk, on top of which paper work was stacked a foot high. "I apologize, but I have...business to attend to..." he sighed, obviously not looking forward to completing the paperwork.

"That's a lot of paperwork. I have nothing better to do, want some help?" she asked.

"That'd would be...nice. I don't know how much of it you can help me with, though," Martin admitted.

"I'll help with what I can. Tell me what to do, Doc." Victoria said.

OOC: Oh god, I just realized I named my character Doc Martin. xD

"Uh...I don't know. Like I said, I don't get much help here...so I'm usually pretty used to doing things myself..."

OOC: I missed that!!

"Well, what is all this paperwork even for?" she asked, walking over and starting to flip through the papers.

"Uh...psych exams, background checks, injuries records, et cetera..." Martin sighed.

One down, four to go... Toni ran towards the robots in a zigzag, trying to play and use her keytar as a shield.

The robots continued to accidentally pick themselves off.

OOC: /lazy

Toni sewatdropped. This is easier than I thought...

Eventually, all the robots were destroyed. Dexter stood by the door, applauding with a slightly sarcastic tone, as Vlad's voice came over the PA system. "Congrats! You've passed! Right now, you're officially a one star agent, but in time, and if you wish, you can go up in rank."

Dexter walked over to the edge of the arena, as the floor rose beneath Toni. "Welcome to hell. Want me to take your jacket? It gets hot down here."

"All for one doctor to take care of? They overwhelm you." Victoria frowned.

"Well...actually there's two of us. Sort of. It's complicated," Martin frowned, moving towards the desk and picking up a pen as he got started.

Jack whistled as he walked back to his apartment, a bag of grocries in hand.

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OOC: ...I haven't been able to do anything yet...

OOC: Then start looking for someone! Or do one of the characters know your character?

"Who's the other person?" she asked.

"Uh...Martin," Martin coughed. "There's a lot of us. Cloning experiment gone wrong. Long story."

At that moment, another man barged into the infirmary, whacking Martin over the head with a clipboard. "I caught you! Slacker!" he shouted.

Martin groaned, rubbing the back of his head. "You're the slacker, Marty, where've you been? Coffee runs don't take two hours," he muttered quietly in protest.

Victoria's eyes widened in shock when he said cloning, then she kept her cool when the other man came in. Sure enough, he looked a lot like Martin. It was almost odd, but it was amazing.

"You don't have to stick around Victoria, my coworker came back," Martin stated, pointing to Marty.

"No, stay! It's good Martin finally got a girlfriend! He's the biggest loser of us all!" Marty grinned at Victoria, giving Martin, whose face was quite red, a thumbs up.

"Um...." Victoria said, blushing as well. "We literally just met, Martin." she said slowly. "No offense, but I'm not his girlfriend."

"Call me Marty, it's less confusing," Marty frowned, waving his hand dismissively.