Secure Conference Room FH-118 - Sparta Station

[Remnant]

A slightly familiar female stood outside of the meeting room. Her hands lazily in her pockets, eying the door. They were locked down? That's slightly disappointing. She had planned on crashing the meeting. It was mentioned that Finn was quite interested in something to rush out to Sparta to meet up with Brandon. Of course it would interest the other as well.

Slowly sliding down against the door, her back to the closed surface. Grabbing a sub out of the bag she brought of all things. Taking a bite of the food, she pulls out a tablet and enters in a few commands. With a quiet laugh, the send command pops by. The lights flicker inside of the conference room. The S.O.S code in Morse code flashes twice with the strobing lights. The co-founder merely continues to eat her sub sandwich against the door as she waited. She may be smart. Doesn't mean that she is professional in the slightest.