The limousine crossed a bumpy stretch of road, before almost immediately hitting a terrain so smooth it could've been made of polished glass; William Severn stared out of a tinted, reinforced window with a slight narrowing of his eyes as he scanned the notably remote section of Washington.<br/><br/>"This was supposed to have been repaved two weeks ago."<br/><br/>"Yes sir, it was," responded Abraham, the soldier seated directly across from him. He was the leader of Severn's security detail, which, while not the most glorious of professions, gave him a comfortable enough existence. He was good enough at the job, although that was debatable in that no one attempted on the life of the Foundation's leader.<span style="font-style: italic">Big as the world is, no one's</span>that<span style="font-style: italic"> stupid</span>, Severn thought drily as the radio holstered on the man's shoulder began spitting out garbled chatter.<br/><br/>Abraham wasn't the only soldier in the vehicle with him; there were two others in the back, as well as two more in front, including the driver. They were all garbed in black, with helmets and dark visors concealing their features; the purpose wasn't for anonymity, but rather to maintain some consistency. They were outfitted in the same gear as all Foundation troops, aside from having much better weapons available. Although the specialty weapons utilized by Obtainment Units certainly outstripped even the ones carried by the security detail.<br/><br/>"They did shoddy work, then. I expect that rough patch to be fixed immediately," he remarked, even as he attempted to listen in on the transmission. Although the Foundation's sprawling headquarters was less than a quarter mile distant, the limo was slowing down and the other two soldiers in the back were watching their leader, their body language displaying a combination of curiosity and apprehension.<br/><br/>"What's the problem, man?<br/><br/>"ROU-13 is incoming, sir. We're going to keep you clear of i-"<br/><br/>"Don't be an idiot," he interrupted, as he gestured to the driver who was looking back at him through the slit at the top of the partition separating them. "If they've brought back a resource it will be well in hand, and I will not hesitate to enter my own building because you doubt your ability to do your job."<br/><br/>Abraham nodded briskly and muttered back into his radio as the limousine powered forward once again; the armored truck was already parked outside of the loading bay when he stepped out, shining black shoes crunching lightly against the gravel underfoot as he approached the Resource Obtainment Unit. The thirteenth was one of the best, known for bringing subjects in with very little damage to their condition, and as Severn peered into the back of the truck (whose doors had only just been opened by two Unit members) he saw that once again they hadn't fallen short.<br/><br/>Two vampires, fastened to steel gurneys by lengths of silver netting that had been wrapped around their bodies several times, were being carried out; they each had a wooden stake in one leg, and they appeared to be in a semi-comatose state as they were brought out from the metallic lighting of the truck's interior.<br/><br/>As the second one was hefted past, it lurched violently, nearly causing the carrier to overturn; a snarling face with dripping fangs leered up at William, who didn't flinch as members of his detail tensed up on either side of him.<br/><br/>"You'll pay for this! My death shall not go unpunished," the Vampire croaked weakly from behind a malleable curtain of metal. He received a sharp blow to the head as the two men carrying him put him back in a horizontal position, and he either lost consciousness again or chose to keep his silence as they continued taking him inside behind the other specimen.<br/><br/>"It's a good thing you were never alive to begin with, then," Severn replied coldly as he turned towards the facility's main entrance, stopping only long enough to sweep a hand lightly over the smooth black skin of his head. There was much work to be done, and he had little time to waste on vermin.