Weston was going through one of the numerous bags he was carrying to see why it was so heavy, "ok...hun, why do you have so many shoes....and an actual brick in this bag...did you take this from it's a small world?" he asked and examined the brick closer
Even though they were inside when they heard the jets James looked up to the sky he could not see, "is she now? wouldn't surprise me, we are two pretty bad ass parents" he told her with a half joking tone, though he was also very proud of her, and sensed a bit of a welling up coming from the pride. It's always been like that though as pride was always what got to him. He was also a sucker for the feel good stuff.
On a small tropical island somewhere in the Pacific there was a volcano. This volcano is known to locals as an oddity as for one the volcano itself take up most of the island's space and largely seems to make the island appear smaller than it actually was. And for second it just sort of appeared over night and nobody noticed for a least a month, in fact nobody is sure when the over night. In actuality however, this volcano was constructed in frame elsewhere, brought to the island and built over to appear as a natural land formation. The reason the volcano was so over sized was due to a error in conversion of the measurements. So there the secretly fake volcano was built, inside was an elaborately laid out facility that's self sustaining and underground work constantly expanding the base out beneath the ground. Such is the home base of the Imperium, one of the world's best kept secrets. Deep in this fake volcano base was a meeting taking place. A group of 9 people sat around a solid stainless steel table and at the head of the table was the only empty chair. Asher stood at the aquarium wall watching the marine life swim around while one of his council member's talked, explaining the progress his current plans were making. Asher cut him off mid-sentence with the raise of his hand and his voice,
"just explain simply to me Steven, are the results successful?" Asher asked with an accent that could only come from British high society.
"well we need to think differently about how we gauge success here, everything has been negative so far, but we at least know where not too look" the balding man tried to explain, obviously a little nervous, "so that means no, you have failed again?" Asher asked, turning around and walking towards the table, steve looked away as sweat collected on his balding head, "y-yes Mr. Lorentz..." he stammered like a school boy in trouble. Asher sighed as he stepped towards the older man, "Mr. Jobs, we seem to be at a misunderstanding, because the Imperium does not tolerate failure,but here you have yet to produce anything substantial for much time now, and i'm having a hard time seeing why we let you in?" Asher ranted calmly as he paced towards steve, he was standing over the man now and staring down at him. Steve tried to plea with Asher as he brought his bare hand up and grabbed his forehead, but Aser didn't listen instead saying only "good day sir," before activating his powers and sucking out the heat and energies of his body which left only a cold corpse, which two guards quickly came and removed from the room, "tell them it was the cancer that finally got to him," he casually ordered the guards as they left. Turning back to the council of 8 he smiled, "so the rest of you are all doing fantastic work, keep it up and i'll see you next month," he told them with a slight bow as they got up from their seats, they all returned it and left casually, Asher called over the red and black half sized mercenary that was present with other guards, "Waddle, i'm assigning you to recover Steven's blunder, find the scientist and bring him alive," Asher ordered the fowl thug,
"sure thing boss," he responded, bowed and left the room, Asher returned to his aquarium.