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to an elevator. To her dismay it only went up to the fifth floor. Without any alternatives she struck the button and arrived there. The party here was more organized. Food and rest places dotted the open floors, with offices dedicated to specialized degeneracies pocketing the area.
Her search for another way up appeared to be fruitless, the upper levels were self-contained by design, so it seemed anyway. She got a ring on her ionics, Basil.
“Hello Miss, I have completed a scan of all the public docking logs for the solar day. It seems no craft matching the MISA profile have reported in or docked today.”
“Quite strange Basil,” Lei answered, “Possible reasoning? A change in ships?”
“I did consider that Master Liang, along with the possibility that they were intercepted at some point along the route, and that we have failed in our objective…”
“It is too early to accept defeat Basil,” She said sternly,
“I understand Lei, there is a short amount of crafts that have entered at varying times, which could be positive indication of their successful infiltration. I will upload them shortly.”
“What makes these crafts special?” Lei asks .
“They are cargo ships that would be large enoug h to carry one or more of the Martian ships inside them.”
“Hmm, possibly…still, why keep us out of the loop?” Lei Liang thinks aloud.
“I cannot say, I’m afraid. Perhaps they misjudge our resolve.”
Lei thanks it for the report, Basil transmits the list, and they disconnect communications. Almost as soon as it closes out, she receives another notification. It’s a small message from a blocked origin.
“Sit at the bar.”
She looks around, scanning for the person. Nothing distinct, there is indeed a bar, shaped in a long curve around a fat pillar. Lei has a seat, she rebuffs the bar’s programmed responses, probing her for an order.
It seemed pensive at her refusal to order a drink.
“It’s a business you know.” A voice calls from behind her.
She pivots quickly, a man in a black outfit and a hood stands behind her. He takes a seat, and orders a synthalc.
“They get touchy if you aren’t spending credit.”
“Who are you?” Lei asks .
The man lowers his hood, revealing smooth olive features.
“I’m with the MISA team. What are you doing here?” He says quietly,
“You disappeared, I came to find you.” Lei replied sternly.
“Now you have, you’ve fulfilled your task, so go. Your corporate masters will be pleased by your performance.”
Lei blows past the rebuff, “Have you found the I ntel you were looking for?”
The agent sighs, “Try to have a little subtlety.”
She sits there silently, finally deciding to order a drink herself.
“We should leave soon.” The agent says finally, “You especially. No, no this isn’t good.”
He reaches into his sleeve, and pulls out a piece of metal. With a flick of his wrist it telescopes outwards and lights a burning high pressure torch at one end. The room quickly reacts to the loud fire jet. The agent jumps on the bar and sets the torch onto the ceiling. The metal hisses and melts against the high temperature flame.
“Go!” He yells at her, and returns to the carving. A similar flame bursts through from above, tracing his same pattern.
Lei starts away back towards an elevator, running in the crowd. Basil contacts her as she runs. A disturbance in the near space , t he perimeter defense forces have made contact with a hostile force. Heavy casualties.
She agrees to meet back at the Mech, and pushed her way into an overcrowded elevator.
As the doors close she sees the roof by the bar collapse in a solid glowing hot chunk. She hit the streets, things were still relatively calm , or seemingly so . She ran into the road, removing a man from their vehicle violently, speeding back to the terminus gate.
The further she drove the more things worse n . Like she was spreading some infection of chaos, sowing it like a pathogen as she
Her search for another way up appeared to be fruitless, the upper levels were self-contained by design, so it seemed anyway. She got a ring on her ionics, Basil.
“Hello Miss, I have completed a scan of all the public docking logs for the solar day. It seems no craft matching the MISA profile have reported in or docked today.”
“Quite strange Basil,” Lei answered, “Possible reasoning? A change in ships?”
“I did consider that Master Liang, along with the possibility that they were intercepted at some point along the route, and that we have failed in our objective…”
“It is too early to accept defeat Basil,” She said sternly,
“I understand Lei, there is a short amount of crafts that have entered at varying times, which could be positive indication of their successful infiltration. I will upload them shortly.”
“What makes these crafts special?” Lei asks .
“They are cargo ships that would be large enoug h to carry one or more of the Martian ships inside them.”
“Hmm, possibly…still, why keep us out of the loop?” Lei Liang thinks aloud.
“I cannot say, I’m afraid. Perhaps they misjudge our resolve.”
Lei thanks it for the report, Basil transmits the list, and they disconnect communications. Almost as soon as it closes out, she receives another notification. It’s a small message from a blocked origin.
“Sit at the bar.”
She looks around, scanning for the person. Nothing distinct, there is indeed a bar, shaped in a long curve around a fat pillar. Lei has a seat, she rebuffs the bar’s programmed responses, probing her for an order.
It seemed pensive at her refusal to order a drink.
“It’s a business you know.” A voice calls from behind her.
She pivots quickly, a man in a black outfit and a hood stands behind her. He takes a seat, and orders a synthalc.
“They get touchy if you aren’t spending credit.”
“Who are you?” Lei asks .
The man lowers his hood, revealing smooth olive features.
“I’m with the MISA team. What are you doing here?” He says quietly,
“You disappeared, I came to find you.” Lei replied sternly.
“Now you have, you’ve fulfilled your task, so go. Your corporate masters will be pleased by your performance.”
Lei blows past the rebuff, “Have you found the I ntel you were looking for?”
The agent sighs, “Try to have a little subtlety.”
She sits there silently, finally deciding to order a drink herself.
“We should leave soon.” The agent says finally, “You especially. No, no this isn’t good.”
He reaches into his sleeve, and pulls out a piece of metal. With a flick of his wrist it telescopes outwards and lights a burning high pressure torch at one end. The room quickly reacts to the loud fire jet. The agent jumps on the bar and sets the torch onto the ceiling. The metal hisses and melts against the high temperature flame.
“Go!” He yells at her, and returns to the carving. A similar flame bursts through from above, tracing his same pattern.
Lei starts away back towards an elevator, running in the crowd. Basil contacts her as she runs. A disturbance in the near space , t he perimeter defense forces have made contact with a hostile force. Heavy casualties.
She agrees to meet back at the Mech, and pushed her way into an overcrowded elevator.
As the doors close she sees the roof by the bar collapse in a solid glowing hot chunk. She hit the streets, things were still relatively calm , or seemingly so . She ran into the road, removing a man from their vehicle violently, speeding back to the terminus gate.
The further she drove the more things worse n . Like she was spreading some infection of chaos, sowing it like a pathogen as she
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