Nexo slapped at his alarm clock, then muttered when he realized it wasn't even going off. He moved to get out of bed and ended up on the floor. In sleep confused haziness he stared at the tangle of sheets wrapping his legs. Muttering a few unsavory words, mostly directed at the alarm clock and the sheets, he struggled free and staggered down the stairs. It was finally Saturday about a week after he'd first started his job, and he planned to enjoy it. After he was seated comfortably in a window chair with a cup of coffee and the newspaper his disposition was much improved. He pulled apart the sections of the paper to read separately, it was one of his quirks. Another one happened to be talking to him self, "hmm, Stocks dropped again.....Wanda Andertol was reelected as the Head Directer again, no big surprise there, especially since she's so close to the Second, Carter Whyerp......hmmm oh. They found some Italian in a warehouse....detailed investigation pending..........well, let's see what happened in sports today.." DIIIINGG DOOOONGGGG Nexo froze, then grouchily rose to answer the door, "Who is crazy enough to ring someones door at 9:00 A.M. on a Saturday" A few other words he'd learned in his former life slipped out and he practically jerked the door off it's hinges opening it. "What could you possibly be wanting, and no I'm not going to buy anything!" Three people stood on his doorstep slightly taken a back. The women in front stepped forward and flashed something shiny at him, "Special Agent Task/Yeild/Routing Force. Sorry, but I'm going to need you to come with me for a while." Nexo had a moment of confusion then he stepped back, "Uhh , nooo. I don't think I'll be going with you." The two large males behind The agent lady took a menacing step forward, and Nexo felt provoked, his shoulders instinctively squared and his spine stiffened, his arms moved away from his body about an inch. But the woman made a calming motion and spoke to Nexo gain. "Look, this doesn't have to go down this road. Maybe I can give you non-aggressive motivation." She nodded to the side, where another agent was standing by the back door of a standered issue black suv. He nodded back and opened the door, Nexo watched, waiting transfixed to see what would emerge. Instead of some kind of overly muscled guy with a ray gun, which he had expected, a curtain of red gold hair peered out tentatively, and big blue eyes peeped out shyly from it. Nexo's tipped his head to the side. It was the girl. But why, bait? He looked side long, suspiciously at the agents. The woman spoke in a quiet and convincing voice, "Nathen, " Nexo jumped at hearing his real name, he still wasn't used to it, she had his full attention. "Nathen, She's not being held against her will. Wouldn't you like to talk to her and get some answers?" Nexo was aware of his rapid breathing, his indecision was heavy. "Fine. I'll go." The woman nodded and smiled tightly, "A wise choice Nathen." He got in the car and only then realized that his white t-shirt was backwards and he was wearing socks but no shoes.
Nexo slapped at his alarm clock, then muttered when he realized it wasn't even going off. He moved to get out of bed and ended up on the floor. In sleep confused haziness he stared at the tangle of sheets wrapping his legs. Muttering a few unsavory words, mostly directed at the alarm clock and the sheets, he struggled free and staggered down the stairs. It was finally Saturday about a week after he'd first started his job, and he planned to enjoy it. After he was seated comfortably in a window chair with a cup of coffee and the newspaper his disposition was much improved. He pulled apart the sections of the paper to read separately, it was one of his quirks. Another one happened to be talking to him self, "hmm, Stocks dropped again.....Wanda Andertol was reelected as the Head Directer again, no big surprise there, especially since she's so close to the Second, Carter Whyerp......hmmm oh. They found some Italian in a warehouse....detailed investigation pending..........well, let's see what happened in sports today.." DIIIINGG DOOOONGGGG Nexo froze, then grouchily rose to answer the door, "Who is crazy enough to ring someones door at 9:00 A.M. on a Saturday" A few other words he'd learned in his former life slipped out and he practically jerked the door off it's hinges opening it. "What could you possibly be wanting, and no I'm not going to buy anything!" Three people stood on his doorstep slightly taken a back. The women in front stepped forward and flashed something shiny at him, "Special Agent Task/Yeild/Routing Force. Sorry, but I'm going to need you to come with me for a while." Nexo had a moment of confusion then he stepped back, "Uhh , nooo. I don't think I'll be going with you." The two large males behind The agent lady took a menacing step forward, and Nexo felt provoked, his shoulders instinctively squared and his spine stiffened, his arms moved away from his body about an inch. But the woman made a calming motion and spoke to Nexo gain. "Look, this doesn't have to go down this road. Maybe I can give you non-aggressive motivation." She nodded to the side, where another agent was standing by the back door of a standered issue black suv. He nodded back and opened the door, Nexo watched, waiting transfixed to see what would emerge. Instead of some kind of overly muscled guy with a ray gun, which he had expected, a curtain of red gold hair peered out tentatively, and big blue eyes peeped out shyly from it. Nexo's tipped his head to the side. It was the girl. But why, bait? He looked side long, suspiciously at the agents. The woman spoke in a quiet and convincing voice, "Nathen, " Nexo jumped at hearing his real name, he still wasn't used to it, she had his full attention. "Nathen, She's not being held against her will. Wouldn't you like to talk to her and get some answers?" Nexo was aware of his rapid breathing, his indecision was heavy. "Fine. I'll go." The woman nodded and smiled tightly, "A wise choice Nathen." He got in the car and only then realized that his white t-shirt was backwards and he was wearing socks but no shoes.
Nexo slapped at his alarm clock, then muttered when he realized it wasn't even going off. He moved to get out of bed and ended up on the floor. In sleep confused haziness he stared at the tangle of sheets wrapping his legs. Muttering a few unsavory words, mostly directed at the alarm clock and the sheets, he struggled free and staggered down the stairs. It was finally Saturday about a week after he'd first started his job, and he planned to enjoy it. After he was seated comfortably in a window chair with a cup of coffee and the newspaper his disposition was much improved. He pulled apart the sections of the paper to read separately, it was one of his quirks. Another one happened to be talking to him self, "hmm, Stocks dropped again.....Wanda Andertol was reelected as the Head Directer again, no big surprise there, especially since she's so close to the Second, Carter Whyerp......hmmm oh. They found some Italian in a warehouse....detailed investigation pending..........well, let's see what happened in sports today.." DIIIINGG DOOOONGGGG Nexo froze, then grouchily rose to answer the door, "Who is crazy enough to ring someones door at 9:00 A.M. on a Saturday" A few other words he'd learned in his former life slipped out and he practically jerked the door off it's hinges opening it. "What could you possibly be wanting, and no I'm not going to buy anything!" Three people stood on his doorstep slightly taken a back. The women in front stepped forward and flashed something shiny at him, "Special Agent Task/Yeild/Routing Force. Sorry, but I'm going to need you to come with me for a while." Nexo had a moment of confusion then he stepped back, "Uhh , nooo. I don't think I'll be going with you." The two large males behind The agent lady took a menacing step forward, and Nexo felt provoked, his shoulders instinctively squared and his spine stiffened, his arms moved away from his body about an inch. But the woman made a calming motion and spoke to Nexo gain. "Look, this doesn't have to go down this road. Maybe I can give you non-aggressive motivation." She nodded to the side, where another agent was standing by the back door of a standered issue black suv. He nodded back and opened the door, Nexo watched, waiting transfixed to see what would emerge. Instead of some kind of overly muscled guy with a ray gun, which he had expected, a curtain of red gold hair peered out tentatively, and big blue eyes peeped out shyly from it. Nexo's tipped his head to the side. It was the girl. But why, bait? He looked side long, suspiciously at the agents. The woman spoke in a quiet and convincing voice, "Nathen, " Nexo jumped at hearing his real name, he still wasn't used to it, she had his full attention. "Nathen, She's not being held against her will. Wouldn't you like to talk to her and get some answers?" Nexo was aware of his rapid breathing, his indecision was heavy. "Fine. I'll go." The woman nodded and smiled tightly, "A wise choice Nathen." He got in the car and only then realized that his white t-shirt was backwards and he was wearing socks but no shoes.
Oooh, nice new part. o_o
Moaaaaar please.
Thnx. Hopefully soon. I just got back from my second job and I'm too tired now. But soon. What was your favorite part in this chapter and which part was your least? And why?
Thnx. Hopefully soon. I just got back from my second job and I'm too tired now. But soon. What was your favorite part in this chapter and which part was your least? And why?
Oi, that sounds tough. :/ Okay.
IDK, I think my favorite part would be when Nexo says "What could you possibly be wanting, and no I'm not going to buy anything!" My least favorite part I guess would be when you mention his name is "Nathen," but only because I'm used to it being spelled with two "A"s. xD
Nexo slapped at his alarm clock, then muttered when he realized it wasn't even going off. He moved to get out of bed and ended up on the floor. In sleep confused haziness he stared at the tangle of sheets wrapping his legs. Muttering a few unsavory words, mostly directed at the alarm clock and the sheets, he struggled free and staggered down the stairs. It was finally Saturday about a week after he'd first started his job, and he planned to enjoy it. After he was seated comfortably in a window chair with a cup of coffee and the newspaper his disposition was much improved. He pulled apart the sections of the paper to read separately, it was one of his quirks. Another one happened to be talking to him self, "hmm, Stocks dropped again.....Wanda Andertol was reelected as the Head Directer again, no big surprise there, especially since she's so close to the Second, Carter Whyerp......hmmm oh. They found some Italian in a warehouse....detailed investigation pending..........well, let's see what happened in sports today.." DIIIINGG DOOOONGGGG Nexo froze, then grouchily rose to answer the door, "Who is crazy enough to ring someones door at 9:00 A.M. on a Saturday" A few other words he'd learned in his former life slipped out and he practically jerked the door off it's hinges opening it. "What could you possibly be wanting, and no I'm not going to buy anything!" Three people stood on his doorstep slightly taken a back. The women in front stepped forward and flashed something shiny at him, "Special Agent Task/Yeild/Routing Force. Sorry, but I'm going to need you to come with me for a while." Nexo had a moment of confusion then he stepped back, "Uhh , nooo. I don't think I'll be going with you." The two large males behind The agent lady took a menacing step forward, and Nexo felt provoked, his shoulders instinctively squared and his spine stiffened, his arms moved away from his body about an inch. But the woman made a calming motion and spoke to Nexo gain. "Look, this doesn't have to go down this road. Maybe I can give you non-aggressive motivation." She nodded to the side, where another agent was standing by the back door of a standered issue black suv. He nodded back and opened the door, Nexo watched, waiting transfixed to see what would emerge. Instead of some kind of overly muscled guy with a ray gun, which he had expected, a curtain of red gold hair peered out tentatively, and big blue eyes peeped out shyly from it. Nexo's tipped his head to the side. It was the girl. But why, bait? He looked side long, suspiciously at the agents. The woman spoke in a quiet and convincing voice, "Nathen, " Nexo jumped at hearing his real name, he still wasn't used to it, she had his full attention. "Nathen, She's not being held against her will. Wouldn't you like to talk to her and get some answers?" Nexo was aware of his rapid breathing, his indecision was heavy. "Fine. I'll go." The woman nodded and smiled tightly, "A wise choice Nathen." He got in the car and only then realized that his white t-shirt was backwards and he was wearing socks but no shoes.
Thnx. Hopefully soon. I just got back from my second job and I'm too tired now. But soon. What was your favorite part in this chapter and which part was your least? And why?
Oi, that sounds tough. :/ Okay.
IDK, I think my favorite part would be when Nexo says "What could you possibly be wanting, and no I'm not going to buy anything!" My least favorite part I guess would be when you mention his name is "Nathen," but only because I'm used to it being spelled with two "A"s. xD
Eh, life is what it is. I just do what I need to even thought it's not super fun and epic. It's cool to get on here at the end of a hard day though.
Lol, I enjoyed writing that, and the mental image is so funny. You don't dislike the name? Your just not used to the spelling right? Duly noted for future posts. Hopefully I shall be able to expound upon his full name and how he got tagged Nexo and all that stuff later.
IDK, I think my favorite part would be when Nexo says "What could you possibly be wanting, and no I'm not going to buy anything!" My least favorite part I guess would be when you mention his name is "Nathen," but only because I'm used to it being spelled with two "A"s. xD
Eh, life is what it is. I just do what I need to even thought it's not super fun and epic. It's cool to get on here at the end of a hard day though.
Lol, I enjoyed writing that, and the mental image is so funny. You don't dislike the name? Your just not used to the spelling right? Duly noted for future posts. Hopefully I shall be able to expound upon his full name and how he got tagged Nexo and all that stuff later.
Yep. And as I always like to say: "c'est la vie" Yeah, this is a great place to wind down. xD
Yeah. xD No, I don't dislike it at all, it's just different. Alright, cool.
I still haven't translated it yet though. 
He should have gotten to eat that pasta. 
Hey, btw's I finally got to watch The Giver last night!! 
You don't dislike the name? Your just not used to the spelling right? Duly noted for future posts.