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Ren
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The man just frowned his brows a bit further when Toru started talking about the chemicals, and then on about the colour, and the man's face seemed irritated, but also puzzled. "I don't give a shit about colours, we just need it to be strong enough. We gave you what you asked for! So it's about time you start fulfilling your end of the bargain, eh?!" and although he was aiming for an intimidating tone, he wasn't going overboard with that, an indication they still couldn't afford to dispose of the scientist.
As he messed with the buttoms, the containers started to bubble a little more, and smoke came out of it. It was making the air around them heavier. "H-hey, what is going on?!" the man looked a bit alarmed, but his ignorance on how these things work made him remain more passive, and when Toru complained about the computer, he seemed to relax a bit more, as it seemed like it was one of those technological glitches that happen more often than they would lile. As he complained about the money, the man was ready to say something, but a small explosion happened in one of the container, and fog spread out a lot inside the base.
"S-shit! What the hell are you doing?! You are screwing this up you idiot! Fix it! The smoke is gonna suffocate us all if you don't!" the man barked, reaching out to grab Toru's collar.
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Ren
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