Alto looked at the swirling mass of matter and light and wondered if it was safe to go in but the officer with him had no patience for such as he shoved him in with great force that seemed almost superhuman. Alto's eyes popped from their sockets as he screamed for his dear life. He had heard rumors of people being disintegrated from direct contact with a portal, he always wanted to test it out but not in person.
His body went into the mass of matter and felt a strange electrical jolt bathing him. His eyes were bathed in light for a second before he came out the other end perfectly fine. "Whoa, I thought that could have gone horribly wrong." As if karma chose to intervene he bent to the side and started to empty his internal content to the ground. It was like his stomachs were doing the whirly swirly and it was anything but entertaining.
He then heard the proud snort of the officer that had come with his. "Chicken." Alto did not know how to take those words. Were they insults? And what was a chicken?
After taking a few seconds to recover himself Alto raised his head to see a massive hall, the walls a similar silver shine to the other areas of the building but with a few different, the walls looked messier and carrying stains. There were a number of cabinets, some shut others left open, and a dozen worktables all filled to the brim with a pile of scrap metal and cogs. Alto could also see pieces of Mechs on the floor and around, mech arms, mech torsos and a missile launcher or too. Thought he doubted they loaded or active else why would they be lying around.
Alto hated how unkept the place was but he guessed that the mech designers there were always working to keep things functioning at their best. The only redeeming quality of the room was it's ventilation system that kept the air refreshed.
Come to think of it instead of a hundred or so people working around tirelessly there were only three figures. Alto gasped in shock and gave the officer tha had come with him a question glare.
"Sorry, but are you sure this is the right room?" Alto asked with a nervous hitch in his voice.
The officer ignored him and raised his voice. "Professor Albert he's here." His voice reeked of disdain at the person he referred to causing Alto to think of he had made the right choice coming there.
The three figures all raised their heads simultaneously as they hesitated for a bit. A few seconds passed before one of them started to advance towards them. The figure navigated past the heaps of metal scattered across the room, there were curses from his voice every time he stepped on something that did not agree with him.
It took a few more minutes for the professor to appear before them and he was not something Alto anticipated. There was no lab coat or dignified look in his appearance, what he did have on was a thick brown coat that looked stained with oil and some other strange liquid. The professor wore thick pants and did not look like a hundred year old scholar Alto had pictured, in fact the professor was not a male which was strange in Alto's mind.
He did not have anything against women taking up the profession but he believed that women would not take up any interest in it. And for her to excell it must have meant that she was very exceptional at what she did.
The professor had short well trimmed red hair, strong eyes, a beautiful face painted in dark oil. On her hand she wore a pair of thick goggles made of a thick material and on her head a pair of thick goggles. She had the sleeves of her coat raised up, her chest size was moderate in Alto's opinion. She looked to be around thirty at most.
"You're—" Alto blurted out.
The professor finished off his words. "Young? A woman? Got a problem with that measel?"
Alto immediately straightened his back, knowing he would be placed under the woman's care. It would be best not to get on her bad side so soon. "N-no, I apologize, what I meant to say it that you did not zip up your pants and it's distracting. Please cover it up."
Indeed her pants were unzipped showing her purple panties through the huge gap, Professor Albert noticed it but did not react as quickly as he thought she would. She reached down a zipped it up before turning to the officer that had been oogling there for a while now and scowled at him. "Hey flea, which one of you is the kid I will be interviewing now?"