Nova Infinitum Headquarters
Berthold slammed a fist down on his desk, leaning back in the chair he was sitting down in and sighed, his normally sleek black uniform slightly wrinkled. Frustration was expressed throughout his face, as he looked around for a minute, and sighed again. Turning back towards his laptop, he browsed through more files on the star marks.
“One year here and I have yet to get any closer to discovering the origin of the star marks.” thought Berthold to himself. Despite throwing most of his free time at it, he wasn’t one step closer then he was when he stepped foot in headquarters a year ago. Sighing once more, he stood up and opened the door to his room, quickly straightening out his uniform but leaving his hair to cover up his star mark.
He looked around, noticing a few people in the common room casually chatting. A few tried to strike up a conversation with Berthold, but he responded that he was to busy or with a simple hello before walking off.
Taking notice of a small crowd gathered around the notice board, Berthold pushed his way to the front, towering over a few of the younger children due to his height. Quickly scanning over the assignments he noticed his name along with the names of those who were to go with them. He had heard of the two before, they were both corrupts.
Berthold’s look of boredom that he had taken on after leaving his room quickly turned to one of anger. He had expressed to the scientists of Nova Infinitum many times before that he disliked corrupts, mainly due to their instability and threat to other people. He had managed to avoid contact with corrupts for the most part and the few missions he had been on before he had been with uncorrupts, but it appeared he was stuck with them now. Quickly grabbing the mission file left for him.
Taking a quick read over it, he memorized the two names that they were to talk to about Nova Infinitum. He realized that he probably be the one taking the lead on this mission, mainly due to his intelligence.
In a few moments Berthold and ran back to his room and grabbed his laptop, putting it in a nice leather case strapped to his arm. He headed out into the Atrium to await his companions for the mission, taking another look over the files he had on the stars.
((I promise longer posts in the future.))