Now entering Jack's Office

[heroantagonist]

[It's a long ride up in the elevator. The floors passing you by start to merge together into a jumbled blur, leaving the whole experience altogether surreal and boring.

Eventually though, it ends. Finally, you're deposited in a yellow hallway, rows upon rows of computers on business desks encased in large glass windows. A disc-shaped cleaning bot handles the long stretch of hallway you march down, rumbling incessantly as it passes. More potted plants. More Hyperion logos, getting worse by the second-

And then you enter Jack's office.

The man (the myth, the legend) himself is probably behind his desk. So why don't you drop in and say hi? Just be mindful of the rules...]

Comments

[thisoldman]

[Columbo lets out a low whistle, shaking his head in a sheepish manner.]

Golly. A CEO, huh? You must be a pretty important guy around here, then. Was it you who came up with the idea of the hero academy, then?

[A pause.]

Oh--er, I just remembered the reason I came up here. You, uh, fulfilled some requests for some people, right? I was wonderin' if you would be able to help me out, uh...maybe get some cigars, y'know?

[heroantagonist]

[there’s a twinge in his brow at the mention of “requests”.]

Sure. Always happy to help a bunch of heroes-to-be! Cigars, huh? You know I’m legally obligated to tell you that smoking blah, blah, blah.

What kind did ya have in mind?

[thisoldman]

[Columbo shrugs.]

Oh, nothin' in particular, just, y'know. Any ol' cigars you have lying around, that'd be great. It's a really wonderful facility, you know. Just missin' a few home comforts.