Blood Money - Blues and Chits

[Haste]

Cerulean had only been half-listening to Silver ever since the files appeared on Titanium's data-pad. His gaze was focused on the two dossiers on display. The room briefly fell silent as he skimmed through them. The muffled sounds of life on the rest of Poena continuing as usual were all that was left, until he spoke up:

"So. That's what we're dealing with, here? A pair of test-tube super-soldiers?"

He cracked his neck and stretched his back. His last trip in a small, cramped escape pod had left him sore.

"I knew something was up with that Bobcat. Put up way too much of a fight, even for an LSF pilot."

Knowing Titanium, she'd already come up with some sort of plan of approach, so Cerulean turned to her.

"I haven't got much to add. I can't say I've ever seen this Heinrich in person. How do you propose we move forward?"