Ambassador Crocker was anxiously resting his head on his hands while the radio next to him played the recording of what happened in Primm... All had gone 'relatively' well for both sides until Mr New Vegas spoke those last words on the topic, words told by Johnston Nash.

He drops his head to the desk once he hears it, immediately thinking about how he could play it off as Bulwark and Afton's fault, but nothing yet comes to mind... He glances behind him at the two NCR Military Police behind him, "I know I'm asking a lot from you, but, any idea's?" he asks, wondering if these two were dim-witted or diamonds in the rough. ​​

The two men look at one another and shrugging before one finally speaks up, "I don't know much about this sir, but if the attack is by one of our own, wouldn't it be prudent to admit fault and apprehend those responsible?" he politely says.

Crocker raises a brow and slowly nods, "Maybe... The OSI denied everything when I asked them, but the evidence doesn't lie. We've already lost a huge amount of respect from the Mojave due to this incident, as well as the event itself... You, what's your name?"

"Jonas, sir." the soldier states with a salute.

Crocker nods, "Get Liza to send me everything we know about the OSI, oh, and have her deliver these letters to General Oliver." he taps his desk where a small stack of letters lie.

Jonas nods and leaves with the other soldiers, Crocker doesn't notice this however, his mind still scheming on how to fix this.

Jonas looks at his buddy Hestus, "Should we report this to Afton or?"

Hestus shakes his head, "We can't risk discovery yet... Let's check the contents of these letters before handing them off, I've got Crocker's seal so no one should notice anything." he states as both enter an empty room.

Elsewhere :

Macka Bree, head scientist in the biological advancement laboratory of the OSI, slumps in his chair as his assistant goes through the reports he'd brought. "Operative: X has failed and been captured by our enemy, sir." Bell states, as if an important subject of their research hadn't been stolen from them.

Macka sighs and rubs his face, "I knew listening to Roslin was a bad idea, everyone knows that you don't fuck with Parker! And yet he wants us to send in X anyway, even while knowing what X is!"

"Did your call with Ambassador Crocker go well, professor?" Bell asks.

Macka shakes his head, "No, no it didn't. That pacifistic idiot is probably mounting his allies for a full-blown investigation... Have all non-disclosed test subjects moved to my personal facility, make sure they are properly confined or we'll have more problems than just Crocker." he states, waving Bell off as he begins work on his own end.

Macka had worked too hard and too long to fail now. His advancement through the OSI had been hard-fought and fraught with adversity. Yet, with a combination of his intelligence and unnatural abilities, he'd managed to gain this position.

His peculiar ability to manipulate cells and organic matter had allowed him to accomplish things none of his colleagues had come close to. His biggest accomplishment was of course, Subject X. It was far stronger, smarter, and more durable than anything he'd created thus far.

It'd been difficult to have Zachary Parker transferred to his facility, but with the help of General Roslin Poacher, he'd eventually achieved it. Why had he specifically requested Zachary Parker some might ask? Well, he had a hunch that Afton Parker's peculiar abilities might require a similar genome to be properly utilised.

His earlier attempts with Afton Parker's blood had all failed, either creating plant-like abominations that were either braindead or hellbent on eating anything that comes near it, or having the subject melt into a puddle of goo instead.

He'd need to thank Doctor Usanagi for the sample she'd 'provided' them, even if they had to beat the information out of her. Perhaps showing her pictures of Subject X would have her more cooperative? He remembered reading that she was an accomplished scientist in her own right.

General Roslin wanted Afton Parker killed, which went against Macka's intentions. He wanted Parker captured, so he could breed him like a stud horse and create an army of soldiers similar to Subject X.

Subject X alone was an army killer, so Macka salivated at the thought of what hundreds, or maybe even thousands would accomplish. But, that was all dependant on actually capturing Parker, as his genetic material was the only viable way to create them.

He'd tried to clone Parker from the samples they had, but every time he tried the cells with rapidly decaying and seemingly destroying themselves. Thus, he required Afton to naturally procreate for more viable subjects to be available.

Unfortunately, their only way of capturing him had been captured instead, Mr X was their only real combat able subject. Sure, they had more abominations at the ready, but none were receptive to taking orders, and would instead go off on their own, eating and killing anything they came across.

He sighs, wondering how he was going to achieve his dreams... He wanted to control the NCR and put it under heel, he, as a more advanced human solely had the right.

... Perhaps Doctor Usanagi's resistance to interrogation had more to do with the relationship with Parker than he initially thought? From what he heard they barely ever spoke, and only did so when Parker was utilising her services...

Maybe she'd be better as bait than a source of information?... Macka slowly nods to himself, a plan quickly forming in his mind. He'd have Parker, and he'd have his army... It was only a matter of time.