She lies in a room completely clad in combat armor with emblems of Crayter. The rented room is an ordinary room made of steel sheets. Cold light falls from above, making the atmosphere even harsher. On the same metal table, a holographic model of a light fighter was standing by the porthole, concealing an endless space, and a laser rifle with numerous improvement modules lay.
Finally, she got out of bed and went to the mirror, taking off her helmet. She was looking at the red-haired girl, pretty appearance. Gray eyes looked carefully and coldly. Sighing, she threw the helmet on the shelf, returning to the bed. A second later, she took out her PDA.
[Copper12]: Cephalon? [Cephalon_A]: Always here. Where are you now? [Copper12]: Ames. I stayed there after this race, because I had some kind of engine troubles. [Cephalon_A]: Did you solve them? [Copper12]: Exactly. Serious Repairs were kind enough to help me with it. [Copper12]: What's our next step? [Cephalon_A]: Materials. We need someone, who are ready to work with... Restricted materials, if you understand, what I am talking about. [Copper12]: People who will do the work and will not ask unnecessary questions? [Cephalon_A]: Clever girl. [Cephalon_A]: It's time to dissapear now. [Cephalon_A]: Take care, Copper. [Copper12]: You too, Ceph.
A lonely fighter is slowly flying through the gas clouds of the Sigma-13 system. On the hull of the ship there are several potholes and scratches from the journey to Omicrons and the exploding gas. Inside is a woman completely clothed in armor with a helmet. Sighing, she activates the communicator with her free hand.
[Copper12]: I'm on my way from Omicrons [Cephalon_A]: Long time no talk. What did you bring for me? [Copper12]: Good news. I found some... Samples from this droids from Kappa, as well as I contacted with Lane Hackers and one person, who agreed to help us... Also I ordered materials from Freelancer Escorts and Repairs. [Cephalon_A]: Interesting. Tell me more. [Copper12]: You know, I can't into research stuff, so I will show this samples for you personally. Lane Hackers... It seems, that they agree, but they are very careful and ask pointless questions. It can ruin everything. Seth is my old "friend", who is seeking for the easy credits. He is ready to do everything to get them. Our partners are ready to help, it seems, but they know, that Leeds is the warzone, that's why they are careful too. [Cephalon_A]: Good job. Something else? [Copper12]: I'm not sure... [Cephalon_A]: Be sure, you promised me this. [Copper12]: Well, during my trip I met one girl and... It seems, that I fell in love. I want to return to her. In omicrons. [Cephalon_A]: ... [Cephalon_A]: What? Did you meet someone in Kappa? There are only nomads, robots and little zoners research station. However, probably you saw her there... Or you are under nomads influence. They are good at mind-control, I assume. [Cephalon_A]: Concentrate on work. I have prepared for you a package of data about your past. You'll get it as soon as we're done with the project. [Copper12]: I... I got it... [Cephalon_A]: Now let's meet at the Yama. Is it everything? [Copper12]: No... One more thing. I would like to have one of GMG fighters. [Cephalon_A]: Don't ask me, deal with it by yourself. [Copper12]: Sure. That's all... [Cephalon_A]: I need to return at the lab. Take care, Copper. [Copper12]: You too, Cephalon.
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