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Snezhnaya was known for its freezing climate, And the Zapolyarny Palace was no exception. The air felt like frost scattered around all of Snezhnaya in a somewhat comforting way for the locals, but for the foreigners on the other hand wasn't really well.. Accustomed.
Dottore, 2nd of the Fatui harbingers. Known for his ruthless experiments for his pursuit of experiments, the creation of his segments, and heretical philosophy.
Dottore groggily opened his eyes as he found himself asleep at his lab workbench. He curses himself for falling asleep like this and blames it on the cooling atmosphere.
He scanned his surroundings for a bit as he was still half asleep, documents were scattered across his desk, he hasn't taken into account earlier but he was holding a vial that he was surprised himself that it wasn't broken yet.
Dottore decided to clean up the documents from his bench, organizing each of them by importance.
He was irritated with himself that he had fallen a
Asleep while dealing with his affairs. While he was organizing the documents he noticed a letter amongst the documents among the documents something that sparked a memory
"To: The Doctor
I hope this finds you well, Dottore. given that you have submitted your funding request in writing. You are now scheduled for a meeting in my office at 7:00 Pm to further expand your request and why it would benefit the Fatui. I request you to be on time as we both are very occupied with our own matters.
From: The regrator. "
He stared at the letter before fully processing it. ".. " Dottore muttered under his breath he glanced at the clock, 6:57. He had only 3 minutes to get ready for the meeting. He quickly composed himself for the meeting and went out bringing the required documents for the meeting. he walked at a slightly faster pace, though not fast enough for anyone to notice. Though if anyone did notice no one dares to point it out in front of the doctor.
Zapolyarny Palace was vast with very extensive hallways, only employees who regularly work there would know which room is which.
At last, Dottore found himself at Pantalone's door to his office. He knocked three times on the oak wood door before it opened.
Greetings doctor, Right on time, come we have much to discuss. " pantalone gestured, greeted Dottore with that oh so smile of his. Which that Dottore obliged.
Pantalone also known as the "regrator" is the 9th of the Fatui and is incharge of Northland, being it's director. He also is in charge of Snezhnaya
Economics, which means he also funds the Fatui harbingers.
From there on they talked about The funding of his experiments and how it would benefit the fatui.
At one
point Dottore noticed pantalone is always slightly more polished with their meetings then regularly in the hallways they both meet in Zapolyarny Palace.
His wavy black hair that reaches his shoulders and ends in a purple ombre. Wearing his black-purple coat with a furred collar and a scaled purple-white interior. that would probably cost an average yearly sallery of someone who works in a Snezhnaya. One would call him conventionally attractive—which he couldn't deny, but Dottore never paid attention to looks but rather to their usefulness.
"Hm, so you want to a high efficiency excavation with the use of a ruin guards arm? " pantalone asked intrigued on the topic since he, had never really got a vision.
"Yes, this experiment could widely benefit the fatui
Military as it naturally undermines the foundations of enemy stone walls. Of course, bypassing this requires... certain materials. But I assure you, the return on your financial investment will be nothing short of revolutionary."
"Hm, I see. It could be a great cause for our Majesty's goal and mine. What would be the budget for this? "Pantalone asked, already dreading the response.
"10 million mora. " Dottore said calmly like it was the bare minimum.
"10 million mora? "Pantalone spoke already expected that sum of money. It wasn't really new to him for the doctor to be very, expensive. " you speak of this as if its just extra pocket change, Dottore. Nonetheless, I see no reason to deny your request. " Pantalone said softly. Picking up his pen and signing the document in order for the funding to be received
Dottore didn't reacted overly loud or dramatic under the beak mask. Instead, a small smirk appeared on his face that was rare for the doctor.
"I am glad we see eye to eye regrator. I shall start the planning of this experiment by this evening."
"Hm? Leaving already? "
"Yes" Dottore responded plainly. He grabs the signed documents before the ink is fully dry and strides himself out of the office, not bothering to close the Door behind him.