Lance's eye twitched when the guy did not clean up his mess. He shook his head and worked away. He switched to a different program as his psionics warned him the damn annoying warrior speciman of project RELIFE was getting closer. "And I should care why?" He stated. Growling as he turned to look the man in the eye. He powered up his fist with psionics to hit the man square in the chest. "STOP INTERRUPTING MY WORK YOU CHILDISH MAN!" He spat angrily. He had no people skills moving he went to a machine. "I won't give you more than a pitcher of hot blood seeing you ate the rest. He went to a wall and type on the keys. "Pitcher." He stated. "Hot blood. Whatever the type is he messily ate all over." He glared at Shiba. "I swear for a warrior he has not a bit of common sense nor basic manners. Equivatable to cave man." He muttered. "We will have to eventually fix that. Right now I don't have time. I have a harrassing call from Japan coming soon."<br/><br/>He took the pitcher of hot blood with its lid and shoved it at him. "Now shut the hell up. I have to fight with your country over their incompentency and their lack of ability to keep a good warrior alive." He spat. Dismissing him and walked to a large moniter. ~Lord Stormyriver...the call from Japan has entered. Shall I patch it through~ Rolling his eyes he nodded. "Yes. Yes. Patch the annoying man through." He stated. He watched the man on the screen appear. "Yes Mihoshon?" He stated. Addressing the man without any sort of honorary term. "Don't grit your teeth at me. I am not going out of my way to harass you." He said with a glare.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"We called to ask about the Warrior project you won control of. We wished to check on its progress and if it is possible to get it back."</span><br/><br/>Lance narrowed his eyes. "As you can plainly see he is 100% fixed and even better than before. However, the answer is no. Your fuck up is why he was even in that condition. I'm afraid your request is denied. Shiba is now mine. Don't like it...tough shit. Stick it up your ass. You are not worthy of a warrior such as that if you send him on a mission to die. If there is nothing else...I believe we are through." He stated without any emotion. "Oh? I see...nothing else. Goodbye." He stated. Ending the call. "Nancy...scramble the satellite code. I want no more harassments while I finish calculations on my project." He stated. Going to his computer and typing again. He was checking on what all had enhanced on Shiba. One of which was possibly that certain areas were bigger...like below the belt. Not that he'd needed it from what he noticed. It was effect of the nanobot skin replacement healing regimen along with other complex things. Strength was definitely stronger. Somewhat quicker healing. A bit tougher skinned while still being soft and perfect. Intelligence not enhanced. Stamina was enhanced. Speed had slight increase.