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lobby, instead it was utilitarian rough aluminum and good ole crystal matrix glass.
                Mark and Tyler said one another's names, grinning to one another.
                “Do you have an account or wish to make one?” The robot asked.
                Mark pulled out his account details and pushed them through the slip at the bottom of the blast-proof glass.
                “Account verified and updated to your chip. Proceed through to sanitation and depository to your left.”
                The group pulled together again and headed for the door. They headed into cubicles on the other side.
                “Place all belongings into storage box to your right,” a voice said, Mark did so, and Quentin had talked them through the process of signing up so this didn't alarm him.
                He stripped down, leaving only his smart-cloth bands on his upper arms and the blades under his arms. “Are you done?”
                “Yes.” The box disappeared with all of his belongings and a spray covered him. His skin tingled as he washed himself.
                The hair covering his body seemed to dissolve, he reached up to touch the hair on his head in alarm. It felt clean but not much shorter than its usual length.
                The water, or whatever it was stopped and dryers started. A new box with a plain grey smart-clothes appeared. He put them on, the cloth forming to his body. It felt as if he was wrapped in a thick sweater, it was comforting.
                The fact that Mark knew it was marginally bulletproof made him even more comfortable. He'd been forced to leave the armor he usually wore under his clothes back at the tower.
                A door opened as soon as he was done.
                People all with the same haircut and smart clothes were moving to the only door in the room.
                Mark waited for Tyler and Alexis.
                Tyler came out of his cubicle, rubbing his head, clearly unhappy.
                “I was hoping the boss was lying about that part,” he said, grieving for his lost hair.
                Alexis came out her hair trimmed but not shortened.
                “She gets long hair, why couldn't I?”
                “You still look fine pretty boy,” she said, rolling her eyes while Mark laughed. Tyler shot dirty looks at the two of them.
                “Before we go on, let's agree that the past is the past, unless we're on leave or done with this, the gangs stay on Earth,” Mark said, offering his hand to Alexis.
                “Agreed,” Alexis said, offering her first real smile that Mark had ever seen.
                “Onto the transport,” Tyler said jumping in the middle, putting his arms on both their shoulders and propelling them forward.
                Alexis pinched him, getting him to pull away.
                “Ow! What was that for, I thought we were friends!”
                “Doesn't mean I want your arms all over me,” Alexis said with a smile.
                “Too soon eh?” Tyler said with a wink, he moved on before she could say anything else.
                Mark saw the look of outrage mixed with perhaps just a little note of curiosity.
                Interesting. Mark thought, looking between the two of them, before shrugging and following Tyler.
                Elevators waited for them on the other side. These elevators held seats as soon as one was filled then the doors would close and rise upwards, a new elevator rising up out of the ground.
                Tyler led to a newly arrived lift. They quickly took their seats. People looked around in wonder; most of them had probably never been told what was going to happen when they touched their chip to the