shouting at him, "ITS DAVIDSON" he turns and jogs to his office, he opens the door and sees kiba, "get me everything we've got on the goat" he sits down and stars typing with her
Charles is hammering at the keys and finds a report filed by the SCP on telekinetic donkeys, he assumes its the same as goats and sends it to the briefing room.
"wait, give it to one of the men who is already there." he takes a radio, "Mr Green, shoot the goats left leg to neutralise it." he stops the radio and turns to kiba "you know what. im going to offer you a job in my field and office, you'll be paid better as our assistant,"
"Cyclohexanol right?" Mikhail armed himself, he wan't an expert marksman but some backup couldn't go amiss. "That'll have it out of action in seconds."
"Yeah, but it's a telekinetic death goat. Could probably send the tranq's away from it..." Greens muttered. "Worst case scenario, it sends the tranqs back at us or pulls us into the seven meter range..." He loaded his tranquillizer gun.