Giving a gentle smile to Danny, the slight hint of his intoxing buzz would settle in. She was a rather opinionated woman, that was for sure. The comment about his size left him for a moment rolling his eyes. Granted he was a larger man, ate when he could and worked out one the job or even when bored. Something like that never really left someone, let alone the mild self guilt for now running enough.<br/><br/>But besides the inward thoughts while strolling back to his own apartment, part of him now had a new drive to show his findings and reasoning for stepping outside of his requirements.<br/>The instant he'd come back in, his wild tribal patterned shirt would be hung up in the back of his closet before sitting down to set to work over all the data. While typing up a summery report for each area of the mechs findings a side bar would list and show everyone in the last two weeks that happened to come close enough to the machine to touch it.<br/>Finding it's name plastered over everything, a smirk would come to his features.<br/>" Obsidian... huh..." Tilting his head he knew early man would fix their arrow tips with the earth substance that was similar to glass. Easily fractured while still sharp and deadly. It was depicted else where as being strong and unbreakable, but recently reality showed how truly fragile it could be.<br/><br/>A list would be stockpiled in with the report of everyone that came near the machine and laid their physical hands upon it before the explosion. With it each personal file he could manage to pull up.<br/>All this was risky since it came onto the mainframe while he was bringing it together with the data. No doubt someone, some where in the I.T. department would come across it all. But if they read it they'd obviously see why he was going threw great lengths.<br/><br/>Of course he would hit road blocks along the way, portions of the camera feeds in both the hanger area and test grounds would be blacked out for sensitive material reasons. These spots as well as areas of personal files he couldn't access would be listed as questions to who each person was before coming to Conway.<br/>Not to mention follow up questions on what was so pressing to shut down the footage while people where inside the machine. Never singling out anyone or even leaving a hint of detail he couldn't bring up or staple on out of the entire report.<br/><br/>Once finally done and the high-speed time lapses where finished it was nearing dawn.<br/>Sober now and head mildly aching, the taller male would leave his computer for a bottle of water waiting in the fridge.<br/><br/>Coming back to his console, the male would find an open video box with AL his supervisor staring up at him with a steaming cup of coffee.<br/>" Gosser... we need to talk...Now..."<br/><br/>The idea of being found out so suddenly left the male gritting his teeth.<br/>" So there's going to be a meeting later on today, where several people involved in the clean up and reaction groups will be addressed about yesterdays disaster..."<br/>Pausing to lean in closer Al would just glare at him.<br/>" There might be some mandatory paperwork and even people counseled for stepping outside of their boundaries."<br/>Once more letting a air of silence address how serious he was, the supervisor came to lean back in his office chair.<br/>When getting comfortable, the shorter male would bring his hands up to make a bridge over his face while looking at the tank top wearing male on the other end.<br/>" Is there anything I need to know before we have you and a few others go into the meeting?" Allen would ask as Steven came to sit at his own chair.<br/><br/>" Actually, yes... I have a few findings and a report I'm about to send out to various department heads and supervisors... including you sir...all of which are within my security clearance and certifications... " Pausing to let it sink in while Al barely flinched, the slightest tell.<br/>The older male would open his mouth about to speak before Steven pressed a button sending the data-pack out with his reports over the closed message system in Conway's intranet-web.<br/><br/>" All those I sent this report to are also well within, if not have more clearance then myself... so any grey areas I can't look into they can... "<br/>Watching as Al's eyes widened over the freshly opened attachments, the male would look back and forth between the camera and the information on his screen.<br/>" So it was sabotage..." Al would whisper lightly.<br/><br/>" It seems to be the best guess amongst anyone who happened to be there... perhaps a charge or last minute addition to the machine... hell even something shot at it from close range but in a blind spot to the machine's camera's...." Shrugging Steven would wait for Al to yell at him about stepping outside of his range, but it never came. Rather a quiet few minutes as he continued to look over things.<br/><br/>" Steven..." The supervisor finally came to speak while Mr. Gosser would be closing things up and looking over to his jumpsuit thinking he'd be back in it before long.<br/>" Yes?" Half bewildered, half-tired.<br/>" Don't let it go to your head... but good job... I'll have a talk with other department heads about this... but good work..." A praise from Al.<br/>That never happened.<br/><br/>Something left the hairs on the back of his neck on end, while another part felt he might have actually done something right. Either way he wasn't going to be making a habit of it anymore.<br/>" Before I go... there's a roomer going around about you pulling one of the Conway's out of the fire before something blew... is that any way true?" Al would give a skeptical look while Steven would stammer.<br/><br/>" I...I didn't know it was him... I just acted... I wanted to make sure everyone that could get out... would get to go home rather then into a box... " Trying to find words but being lost for a second Al would just nod while watching him.<br/>" I'll be adding that little bit into my report about you... get some rest... you look like shit...." That was the Al he knew.<br/><br/>" Yes, sir..." With that the feed would end while a few automated replies in his message box came up that the other department heads had gone over his report or at least opened it.<br/><br/>Only thing he could do now was wait for a time and location for the meeting and get some rest.<br/>So many holes and times where the Obsidian could have been compromised. He was finally glad about not being involved in one project build.<br/>Turning his computer off, Part of Mr.Gosser came to believe he'd never live it down with Phil.<br/>Perhaps he was over stepping some sort of line... Or perhaps he was growing to another level?<br/><br/>Either way he'd set his pad to be loud enough to wake him the instant any alert or notification came up.<br/>Before finally laying down, he'd move all of his tools and affects to a clean jumpsuit hanging near the foot of his bed.<br/>The least he could do when summoned is look nice. Though part of him knew an ass chewing was going to be right around the corner.