The hum of fusion engines powering down drowned out all other noise but the odd slamming of compartment hatches and the crackling of welding torches in the rear of the open hangar. Standing on a raised platform above the recently landed shuttle, a pair of figures stood beaming down at the new arrivals bearing the blue and emerald colors of The Ingenuus Research Group.
Below, a guard escorted the research team to an alcove in the side of the hangar compartment to a staging room with a window overlooking the landing bay, just below where the catwalks that crowned the room met the wall. Back on the platform, the pair began to slowly work their way to the staging room.
The shorter of the two figures spoke first: " As little as possible. They're here to sort us out and accelerate the production process. Nothing more. "
"Oh come now, you have so little faith in me as to even mention it?"
"I've enough problems to deal with. I don't need classified tech getting it's way around the rest of Sirius because you got a little too liberal. Keep it minimal but be polite"
"I should be insulted that you'd think I'd be on anything but my best behaivour, m'am" The second figure bowed, and made his way towards the staging room.
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A brief exchange with a guard led the sharply-dressed man into the room; a lone technician in yellow cover-alls in tow, brandishing a datapad remained back while the man approached the Research Team, extending a hand to the one identified as the head of the team in greeting.
I take it you're Jennifer Byrne? I'm Inquisitor Harry Callahan, I've been asked to show you and your associates around and get you a little more familiar with our project." He stated calmly, offering a slight smile.
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/sīˈamək/
A simple, angry man casually working his way through life on a personal quest to acquire copious amounts of street cred.
