monsters r us [hades/saber] blitz

[umber vivuus 12a 🥀 [dars]]

The morning had an electric charge. He could feel it pulsing beneath his feet, reverberating off the walls, charging the air. He could taste the excitement, and he wouldn't lie: the urge to go out there right now and face them all, the crowd of little beetles toting their cameras and microphones around assembling outside Lochlan Creations, he stayed in his office. He made them wait, just a while, and called it his revenge.

Plus, he had business to attend to.

Normally, any involvement Hades had with the Games was largely mutt related. Right? That's why they wanted him: he could do practically anything with some spliced DNA and a burst of creativity. And his mutts had solidified his place in history, which in turn built up a very, very steep expectation from him. Here's the catch: being a head gamemaker and a member of the high council meant spending roughly 90% of his time doing things other than designing mutts. His impulse was first to contact Petelia, but then he remembered that she'd taken some pathetic job hosting a teen romance reality show, and he wasn't interested in ruining his career alongside her while she ruined her own.

The issue is that basically all of the options on the table sucked. He would know. He'd out paced all of them already. So he started looking elsewhere. The medical field which had made hugely innovative leaps over the past several decades, lacked the stomach. The normal scientific community was too ambitious and already notorious for creating things they couldn't control and as far as Hades was concerned, control was the most important thing.

And then he stumbled upon Saber Bancroft's file. No experience in creation, years of experience in animal psychology and handling. Worked as an intern for Starfyre, which could've as easily been a problem as it could've been a benefit, but Hades had decided to give the guy a chance. After all, if Beatrix hadn't given Hades a chance in the 81st, he probably wouldn't be where he was. Well, at least not yet.

"First meeting of the day," he said, sorting through the papers on his desk before he finally looked up to match the other man's gaze, "Things have been pretty hectic since the announcement earlier, as you can imagine."

He shook Saber's hand and motioned for the seat across his desk.

"I requested this meeting with you because, frankly, I need another me to help run mutts, and unfortunately that doesn't exist."

He absentmindedly tapped a pen onto the surface of his desk. Creation, transport, maintenance, and if he was good enough, Hades might even let him control a few of them. If he was good enough.

"Yet."

[Tom]

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The message had reached him in the middle of feeding time for the zoo; he'd been arm deep in a bucket of chum to feed to some of the words at the words exhibit. A single request from the Hades Lochlan. A meeting of great importance in the world of the Capitol; a smile pulling forth from the depths of his exhaustion as he replied back confirming his acceptance. If there's one thing he knew, capitol royalty didn't like to be kept waiting. The day had passed on with a normal quiet, sending a message to Risky about his new opportunity. A simple moment to relax into the evening, letting his mind roam with possibilities.

Morning comes with the rising sun of news about Hades Lochlan; Gamemaker of the 90th Hunger Games. Setting himself up with even more possibilities for the taking; a conqueror in his own right. Saber preps himself for any possibility, whether it's a job under Lochlan Creations or even bigger than the company itself. His hands were itching to get back into the field once more. Amethyst Starfyre had been a good mentor up until the giant chicken which became a staple, whether intentional or not. Either way, he's ready to play the field once more. Ideas brimming from the depths of his mind as he sets his shoulders high and heads towards Lochlan Creations.

A crowd of people begin to form as he steps into the building, flashes from behind the closed doors and the sound of people pressuring the security which seemed to be on high alert. The front desk leading him to the waiting area where he waits with eyes focused. His face blank in comparison to the day before; professional in a way he's always tried to come off. Panem's Got Talent had been a great start to throw himself back into the public's eyes, but he's here for work. Excitement could wait until after the meeting; a heavy moment of waiting. Years spent in buildings like these have always made him more comfortable than the average person. A father who made a security company from the ground up and soon enough, Saber would prove his father wrong. Build himself a place of his own from the ground up, but he's got time. Always has had time for his own desires.

Someone, who Saber would think is Hades' secretary, leads him inside. Papers piled up as Hades' words fall from his lips. "First meeting of the day," His eyes meeting Hades' as he absorbs the man who's busy enough, but still made time to have a meeting with himself. A moment of hearing the words from Hades as Saber reaches out to shake his hand, being motioned to sit across from the other man. "Things have been pretty hectic since the announcement earlier, as you can imagine." An acknowledgement is made as Saber hums knowing how busy gamemakers truly were. Being an intern had been a lot of work, but he had gotten used to the chaos back then. All of it was almost like home to him.

"I requested this meeting with you because, frankly, I need another me to help run mutts, and unfortunately that doesn't exist."

Saber's gaze focuses to a point, watching carefully as the sound of a pen taps in the air. Saber Bancroft wasn't like other muttation experts. Creation wasn't his field of study. Breaking mutts down into their mental state and using anything he could to get them to do what he wanted was always his goal. Understanding a beast is the first step in controlling them. Hades was a creator. In many ways, Hades is great at what he does. Muttations that have garnered appreciation from the Capitol and become famous in many ways. Lots of them having been presented to zoos and Saber's worked with a number of them. "Yet." The words fill his head for a moment as he stares calmly and without weakness at Hades Lochlan.

Settling on his words, he speaks with a frankness that isn't unusual for him.

"Another you? I appreciate the offer, but..."

The voice in the back of his head, doubting him always sounds eerily of his father begins to come forth, but he's had a handle on it since he was a kid. His voice finds the air once more, less coated in the frozen professionalism. Always known for being a bit different from others, he lets his own thoughts come forth. "No one can replicate what you do. While I am talented in many ways, I don't work the same way as you I'm sure. I understand if that's going to be a dealbreaker, but I'd like you to reconsider." His eyes focus back in as he grins with his full teeth, lets the world frame itself around him as he stares forward confidently.

"I'll follow your rules, but let me show you what I truly have to offer, Hades."

There was still time to show his worth to Panem and Hades Lochlan.