Gina sat at the small table facing the door, she could hear the negotiator's heels clicking off the stone ground, they moved slowly, but with a purpose each step ringing out clearly and in almost perfect rhythm.
Turning the corner Gina got a good look at her, she was shorter than Gina, but not by much, likely 6'0 in height, her red hair was cut short just barely reaching her neck while her face was mostly hidden behind a pair of black shades. The negotiator was in a nice fitting black tuxedo, in small, likely 1 or 2 inch black heels, in her hands was a clipboard with a fairly large stack of papers attached to it.
The lady took a quick pause when entering the room, scanning its meager content for anything important, stopping briefly on the dungeon core completely going over where Heather and Quinn were hidden under illusion magic.
Pulling the small chair back she sat down, letting her clipboard down gently barely making a sound to even Gina's improved hearing, "Hello there, I am Ms. Graham, I was chosen to be a representative of the United States Government, would you be fine with the recording of our conversation?" doing a very quick and almost emotionless introduction.
Gina answered her, trying to keep a serious businesslike manner, "Hello Ms. Graham, I am the dungeon master, and yes, it is fine to record this conversation, I will also let you ask the first question."
She wrote a few words down on her papers, also taking out a small recording device and starting it up, "For the record, this is the negotiation with the so-called, Dungeon Master, located at West Lincoln Apartment building, now to start, what are you?"
Gina was a bit surprised at the question before remembering she was no longer human, "I'm a Hyena-Kin, think of me as a human, but with better physical abilities most of which connected to Hyenas." She demonstrated by flexing her claws for the negotiator to see, "Now, who do you work for exactly? CIA? FBI? Or some other organization?"
"FBI, it was assumed this was a terrorist attack of some sort, so we were first on the scene after local officers, but now several other organizations have joined us. Why did you contact us?"
"Your explosions were annoying and disturbing, I wanted to sleep. What were you trying to do with your bombing of my dungeon?" They went on like this for a while, answering and asking question after question to each other, from them asking her how the door worked, to her asking them about why they opened up negotiations.
As time went on Gina had run out of questions to ask the negotiator, but there was still almost two pages left for the negotiator to go through, not wanting to break down the negotiations before a deal was struck, she let her ask her questions continuously, with the one she had been expecting to be their first finally coming up.
"Do you know why the monsterfication and death of the residents of West Lincoln happened on the day we discovered you?"
"Yes, it was because that was the day my dungeon was created." Gina knew she had to be careful about how she answered the next few questions as it would make or break the negotiations.
Ms. Graham stopped for a moment staring at Gina, "Are you saying that you are directly responsible for those events?"
"Only for the timing of the event, even without my creation everything would have still happened, though certainly more people would have died."
"What do you mean?" Ms. Graham was getting serious, even with her face staying mostly emotionless Gina could practically feel the tension in the air.
Gina took in a quick breath to calm herself before answering, "Earth is accepting mana, but in order for the world to continue function properly it needs to relegate its intake of mana.
Dungeons like myself are created to filter mana, we take some for ourselves while the rest is provided to the planet in manageable doses. When I was created, I required a massive influx of mana, causing the inhabitants of West Lincoln to go through their awakening process early, some can handle that mana, others can't and mutate, while the rest die as their bodies just can't function with it."
Ms. Graham was quiet for a moment, going over everything that Gina had just said before asking her, "What did you mean by early?"
"Earth is still only accepting minute amounts of mana, but in about two years the planet will start accepting it fully all over the globe at the exact same time…" Gina let the meaning sink in keeping quiet for a short while.
Ms. Graham wrote down the details rapidly asking another question while she jotted it down, "That will be all that I need from you for today, how can we contact you if we wish to meet again?"
"First no more bombing, it's just needless and annoying, second in two days be alone in the dungeon next to the original sign, I will only negotiate with you, third take that recording device you planted under my table out of here." Gina didn't see when she had planted the device, but she heard the little clicking and whizzing of machinery.
Ms. Graham nodded, taking away the bug she had planted, and walked away her small heels still clicking against the stone, watching her on the map she saw her exit the main trap door and reactivated it behind her, shutting the room back into place.
Sighing Gina relaxed into the chair, "She's gone we're in the clear. You guys can come out now."
With an exhausted sign Heather flopped onto the bed, "If either of you wake me up, I'll end both of you."
Quinn meanwhile was excited, almost perky, "So, now that you're done, how much DP do you have?"
Gina smiled she had been watching it for a while, but still she pulled up her status.
[ Name: Gina Lier.
Occupation: Awakened Dungeon Master of Lust.
Race: Hyena-Kin.
Stats:
Health- 15/15 Stamina- 14/14 Mana- 10/10
Strength- 16 Endurance- 15 Dexterity- 17
Intelligence- 20 Charisma- 25 Willpower- 20
Dungeon Points- 512
Dungeon Rank: 1
Skills:
Resistances:
Traits:
"512 Quinn, so ready to do some shopping?" Returning a mischievous smile to the doctor ready to finally do her first dungeon floor.