Chainer
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Chapter 1
The fluorescent lights in the break room flickered momentarily; Caymon closed his eyes to try to shut them out. He had been up for hours the night before making modifications to his HEV suit. The long hours at Black Mesa didn't bother him, it was the isolation. Seeing the same people for hours, days, months on end were starting to get to him.
"I really need to get out of here." He said to himself. He knew the statement was as likely to happen as one of these up tight scientists to stand up and do cartwheels down the hall. To pass time he pulled a small combat knife from his belt and began spinning it on the table.
A gray haired man at the table next to him shot him a dirty look. He laughed as he turned and spoke with his colleges. Caymon sighed; he knew the other members of the staff looked down on what he and Roger did in their studies. Caymon thought back to the first time he and Roger had met. They were both working under Dr. Terry Gause at the time, Dr. Gause was one of the leading members of the staff when the first resonance cascade had occurred. After the event everything changed at Black Mesa; Dr. Gause began working in the private sector, and Roger and himself began studying Vortigant (alien slave) anatomy. It was not until months later that Caymon had gotten an idea when studying the carcass of a Vortigant (alien slave). They were looking at the bracelets and collar the creatures were fitted with, up to this point they were aware of the creature's ability to generate electrical energy and shunt the energy into a concentrated beam. Roger had jokingly said something about fitting a human with the same restraints. Caymon had taken the idea seriously and made a request to the Administrator for a human subject. He seemed very interested in the idea and gave Roger and myself the go ahead on the project.
The first human subject had been very voluntary to the idea of being fitted with the collar. His reaction to the collar and bracelets was at first minimal. The subject had noted that there was some momentary discomfort. Later on as the testing commenced the subject was instructed to attempt to activate the energy accumulation. Up until this point Caymon had theorized that to activate the bracelets one should extend their hands far out to the side. This activates the process, from this point the energy begins to build, this was signified by small electrical tendrils emitted from the body. In the Vortigants (alien slave) case the bioelectrical energy is green, but in test subject # 1 the tendrils were blue. But as the subject began to disperse the bioelectrical energy he began to seize. Shortly after ward the subject went into a coma and eventually passed away. The doctors came to the conclusion that the energy build brought about by the collar drained the subject's bioelectrical energy down to such a low level it resulted in the failure of most of the subject's major organs and eventually his brain.
Despite the failure the Administrator still encouraged the project, his support was all Roger and I needed to continue the experimentations. This failure alone is what brought Roger and Caymon into the other staff's bad graces.
"Speaking of Roger where the hell is he?" He murmured. Hearing this the same gray haired man looked over again. Seeing the mans reaction Caymon spun the knife in a circle and stopped it with the blade pointing at the man. Caymon smirked as the man turned his back looking shocked.
Just as the gray haired man turned Roger passed through the doors of the break room, he weaved in between tables and chairs. As he passed the gray haired man muttered something to his colleges.
"So what's he got up his ass today?" Roger laughed at his own statement as he sat at the table next to me. "Oh you know the usual." Caymon said. Roger laughed as he stood and walked over to the counter. Roger was in his mid thirties, although the environment at Black Mesa had aged him. His hair was short and clean cut when we had first met. But now his hair was fairly long, his eyes were bloodshot and his face was weathered. Caymon imagined that like himself Roger had been up into the morning hours working of his research. "So why did you ask me to meet you this early? You know I have to have my sleep." Caymon laughed as he said this. He was filling his coffee cup. "The reason I asked you to meet me this early is I was up last night, and I came up with something. Ok you remember when subject one passed last month?"
"Yeah, what about him"?
"Well the doctors said that the reason he died was because when the collar began building the energy it drained his body of most of its bioelectrical energy. So I was thinking why can't we mount the bracelets and collar when a subject is in a HEV suit."
Roger stopped what he was doing. "I see that way the collar would drain the suits energy as opposed to the human host." The coffee overflowed the cup and spilled onto his hands. "Ow! Shit!" He yelled. Almost everyone sitting in the room turned to look at him. Roger went red in the face. After a moment or so everyone went back to what they were doing.
Roger sat at the table. He seemed to slink into his chair. "So have you spoken to the Administrator about this?"
"I've already talked it over with him." Caymon took a sip of his coffee gauging Rogers reaction.
"So when do we begin testing?
"I started working on my HEV suit yesterday."
"Well ok then lets get to work." He stood up from the table and began walking toward the exit.
Caymon stood and followed. They weaved through the chairs and tables until they reached the door.
"Wait." Roger said as we paced down the hall. "Did you say you started working on YOUR HEV suit?"
"Yeah. I'm not going to have any more mistakes like the last one. "So come on lets get to the lab already. As Caymon paced down the hall Roger fell behind then caught up.
"Ok I hope you know what you're doing."
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Well that is what I have so far, I'm working on chapter 2 give me some feedback i you would like to see this story continue. Thanks.
The fluorescent lights in the break room flickered momentarily; Caymon closed his eyes to try to shut them out. He had been up for hours the night before making modifications to his HEV suit. The long hours at Black Mesa didn't bother him, it was the isolation. Seeing the same people for hours, days, months on end were starting to get to him.
"I really need to get out of here." He said to himself. He knew the statement was as likely to happen as one of these up tight scientists to stand up and do cartwheels down the hall. To pass time he pulled a small combat knife from his belt and began spinning it on the table.
A gray haired man at the table next to him shot him a dirty look. He laughed as he turned and spoke with his colleges. Caymon sighed; he knew the other members of the staff looked down on what he and Roger did in their studies. Caymon thought back to the first time he and Roger had met. They were both working under Dr. Terry Gause at the time, Dr. Gause was one of the leading members of the staff when the first resonance cascade had occurred. After the event everything changed at Black Mesa; Dr. Gause began working in the private sector, and Roger and himself began studying Vortigant (alien slave) anatomy. It was not until months later that Caymon had gotten an idea when studying the carcass of a Vortigant (alien slave). They were looking at the bracelets and collar the creatures were fitted with, up to this point they were aware of the creature's ability to generate electrical energy and shunt the energy into a concentrated beam. Roger had jokingly said something about fitting a human with the same restraints. Caymon had taken the idea seriously and made a request to the Administrator for a human subject. He seemed very interested in the idea and gave Roger and myself the go ahead on the project.
The first human subject had been very voluntary to the idea of being fitted with the collar. His reaction to the collar and bracelets was at first minimal. The subject had noted that there was some momentary discomfort. Later on as the testing commenced the subject was instructed to attempt to activate the energy accumulation. Up until this point Caymon had theorized that to activate the bracelets one should extend their hands far out to the side. This activates the process, from this point the energy begins to build, this was signified by small electrical tendrils emitted from the body. In the Vortigants (alien slave) case the bioelectrical energy is green, but in test subject # 1 the tendrils were blue. But as the subject began to disperse the bioelectrical energy he began to seize. Shortly after ward the subject went into a coma and eventually passed away. The doctors came to the conclusion that the energy build brought about by the collar drained the subject's bioelectrical energy down to such a low level it resulted in the failure of most of the subject's major organs and eventually his brain.
Despite the failure the Administrator still encouraged the project, his support was all Roger and I needed to continue the experimentations. This failure alone is what brought Roger and Caymon into the other staff's bad graces.
"Speaking of Roger where the hell is he?" He murmured. Hearing this the same gray haired man looked over again. Seeing the mans reaction Caymon spun the knife in a circle and stopped it with the blade pointing at the man. Caymon smirked as the man turned his back looking shocked.
Just as the gray haired man turned Roger passed through the doors of the break room, he weaved in between tables and chairs. As he passed the gray haired man muttered something to his colleges.
"So what's he got up his ass today?" Roger laughed at his own statement as he sat at the table next to me. "Oh you know the usual." Caymon said. Roger laughed as he stood and walked over to the counter. Roger was in his mid thirties, although the environment at Black Mesa had aged him. His hair was short and clean cut when we had first met. But now his hair was fairly long, his eyes were bloodshot and his face was weathered. Caymon imagined that like himself Roger had been up into the morning hours working of his research. "So why did you ask me to meet you this early? You know I have to have my sleep." Caymon laughed as he said this. He was filling his coffee cup. "The reason I asked you to meet me this early is I was up last night, and I came up with something. Ok you remember when subject one passed last month?"
"Yeah, what about him"?
"Well the doctors said that the reason he died was because when the collar began building the energy it drained his body of most of its bioelectrical energy. So I was thinking why can't we mount the bracelets and collar when a subject is in a HEV suit."
Roger stopped what he was doing. "I see that way the collar would drain the suits energy as opposed to the human host." The coffee overflowed the cup and spilled onto his hands. "Ow! Shit!" He yelled. Almost everyone sitting in the room turned to look at him. Roger went red in the face. After a moment or so everyone went back to what they were doing.
Roger sat at the table. He seemed to slink into his chair. "So have you spoken to the Administrator about this?"
"I've already talked it over with him." Caymon took a sip of his coffee gauging Rogers reaction.
"So when do we begin testing?
"I started working on my HEV suit yesterday."
"Well ok then lets get to work." He stood up from the table and began walking toward the exit.
Caymon stood and followed. They weaved through the chairs and tables until they reached the door.
"Wait." Roger said as we paced down the hall. "Did you say you started working on YOUR HEV suit?"
"Yeah. I'm not going to have any more mistakes like the last one. "So come on lets get to the lab already. As Caymon paced down the hall Roger fell behind then caught up.
"Ok I hope you know what you're doing."
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Well that is what I have so far, I'm working on chapter 2 give me some feedback i you would like to see this story continue. Thanks.
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