As Keltias sits and waits, wonders plague his mind thick and through.
"Chief of Security and Hojo are taking an awfully long time to send out the confirmation files from the network. I wonder what's the hold on?"
Think upon this, his office phone rings labeling 'Sephiroth' on the ID, and he answers:
"Talk to me."
Seph: "How's the process moving? Steady I presume?"
"Well, not as steady as I'd hoped. The network is backed up and everyone's taking their sweet time with the confirmation files. We'll need some serious approval from the President if we are to push forward."
Seph: "I see. Shall I maybe pursued him into doing so? I've done enough work for today for him to at least grant me that."
"As gifting as that sounds, we won't be needing it. Without the C-note (confirmation files) we can't get international approval. Everything must exist on paper."
Seph: "Hmph. Who's in charge of the files?"
"Hojo and the Chief."
Seph: "Funny thing. I haven't seen them all day. They must have went on that expo at the Northern Crater. Someone sent Hojo a note saying they saw irregular looking meteor fragments there. Signs of movement was noted, along with mutated particles. He's fearing for the worst, but pleased to use something to his abilities."
"Well, that settles my nerves. Least, now, I know I have to wait for a reason. If only communications wasn't cut off from the Crater."
Seph: "Even so, I don't even contact Hojo's expo's while he's working. If I had a dad, he would yell at me like one."
"Sad, but true I suppose."
Seph: "Best thing I can do is let him know you need those right away. I'm sure he'd get to it knowing that I'm the one letting him know."
"Thanks, Sephiroth. You're the best."
Seph: "Anything for and old friend. See you soon. Got some training to do at the lab."
"Later, and have fun."
Keltias, then hangs up the phone, organizes some paperwork into a folder, drops it in his desk, and makes a way to the door.
As he walks, he pulls out a cigarette and goes for a stroll down to the cafe.
He lights the cigarette with a hint of mana from his Firaga Materia and look through one of the windows.
"This place needs a little works. I plan on giving it my all into doing so."
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