An unnatural occurrence in the City is closer to rare than it is to uncommon. A flying vehicle had breached the atmosphere and landed itself in a secluded area around District 18.
This was a shuttle carrying the makings for a mini-FOB, which happened to allow direct access to —
—returned. Be it foul play or genuine disappearance, maybe even long term recon, the company has sent out a single scout this time. One who is knowledgeable in engineering, based on the noise reports of mechanical objects being heard.
Her arrival hasn't gone unnoticed . . .
There's a familiar presence in the sky. One large ship the size of a war ship, yet mixed with the style of being a transport ship. If the Gamma Lady remembers well enough, it also houses a familiar woman.
A transport ship has been sent from the ship to the surface.
@alwaysfrwd
"Unfortunately put into the business by my old handler and boss. I keep it running since the empire is vast enough to be considered a major faction in the galactic wars."
Leaning back against a chair.
"Pay's well, recruits aren't complete wastes of time, and the people I take -
- in like lost puppies usually have a bright future when they claim it for themselves.
Unlike how the others originally did it, I don't enhance my people. I let them train themselves to reach their own skillsets as naturally as they can.
They can choose to enhance themselves -
"A traitor? I've heard that flung about like an insult to many people. It was even flung at me at one point. Before I killed my old boss and took their organization for myself."
She'd reel in a few more fish for her basket. A faint smile appeared on her face as she did so.
"Being an experiment as a child really does wonders to the mind. Feeling the endless stabbing followed by the low success rate. This was certainly the worst experience of my life.
But it paid off. I got my revenge.
I can safely mention that your face hasn't popped up on my -