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With the school destroyed and Xavier dead, hope was lost. What will the mutants do now.... 

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PostPosted: Thu Apr 25, 2013 6:22 pm


Security Level A. Authorized personal only.

Department 4 is responsible for obtaining valuable information from captive mutants. Through torture or bribery, the Organization gets what it wants.

The department is split up into four different sections.

Monitor Womb.
The brains of the Organization. They have a circular room in the middle of the level. With hundreds of computers, the Organization tracks the moves of every mutant they know about. Technicians constantly monitor the the news and track down leads on rumors. Anything concrete is forwarded to the head of the OCM.

Containment Cells.
The torture chambers of the department. Eight cells line the walls. Each cell has a tile floor, tilted slightly to direct blood to a drain in the center of the room.

Secondary Infirmary.
The infirmary has all the essentials for patching captives and keeping them alive long enough for another round of torture.

Crematorium.
Occasionally mutants, and torturers die, this is where the bodies go to be burned. Bones are crushed into powder and the remains are disposed of in an industrialized sized sewer.
PostPosted: Thu May 16, 2013 4:50 pm


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Samantha Colt
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Call me "Sammy" and you die.

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Department 4 Technician for the OCM


Where do I stand?: With the OCM // Where am I?: OCM Monitor Womb // What am I up to?: Work, work, work // Who am I with?: Coworkers // How am I feeling?: Like I really need coffee


Don't try to hide, because if I'm on your case...

There was only so long that one could look at a weather map before going a little insane. Samantha estimated that she had been staring at this one for several hours now, and she felt as though the edges of her mind were starting to crumble away. Either that or she needed coffee. It was probably the coffee. Sitting back in her seat with a sigh, she crossed her arms over her chest and continued to stare at her screen. Said weather map was placed in the upper left-hand corner with a national weather website opened in the corner below it. In the other two corners were two different, constantly-updating national news sites. All she had to do was click on a series of open tabs and she would have a similar set-up on a global scale. Mutants didn't only live in the United States, after all.

Samantha was still new there in the Monitor Womb, but already she had gotten a clear picture that much of the job involved sitting and staring at computer screens. For some reason, she had expected there to be more action involved. Mutants spotted and captured every day. But the other major thing she had learned was that actual mutant sightings were rarer than that. Most had learned to either hide or blend in by this point, and news stations everywhere were hesitant to blame something on mutant activity because of the general controversies on the issue. Unless a mutant went super-nova or got sloppy, the most the technicians in Department 4 could do were follow up on rumors and look for the tell-tale cover-up phrases for incidents involving mutants.

Samantha was watching the weather maps on a hunch. There had been word of at least one mutant with the power to control the weather. It stood to reason that there might be more out there, so she and a few others kept tabs on weather reports around the world, making sure the activity on the weather maps matched. There had been maybe one time since she had started working there that Samantha thought there'd been a discrepancy, but the search for unusual activity in the area had brought up nothing useful. All in all, there hadn't been a conclusive mutant finding in the two weeks since she'd been hired. One group was potentially close - tracking down a string of nearly impossible robberies - but they hadn't been able to pin any suspects down just yet.

Right. Coffee. Logging out to make sure no one else tampered with her stuff – one of her coworkers had pranked her on her first couple days by plastering pictures of cats all over her desktop background when she’d accidentally left everything open – Samantha tucked some folders she’d been sifting through into one of her desk drawers and locked it. With a stretch, Samantha pushed her chair away from her computer station, pushing it back in behind her as she grabbed the messenger back that served as her purse. Stepping away from her station, she poked her head around the corner to the station where the head of her group was working.
"Sir? Permission to take a coffee break?"

"You don't have to ask every single time, Ms. Colt."

"Just making sure I don't overstep any boundaries, sir."

"Well, that's appreciated, but seriously. You know how much break time you're allowed. When and how you use it is your business."

"Yes, sir. Thank you sir."

"Any new leads?"

"No, sir. More focus on terrorism at the moment than mutants."

"Who's to say they're not related? Off you go. Scoot. Go bother someone else."

Nodding, Samantha made her way to the edge of the Womb, opting to take the stairsas at least some form of exercise that day, heading up to the lounge area that all the OCM employees shared .

...I will find you.


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