"And remind me again, why are we dressed up like we're going to the opera?" Senior Staff Liaison Holt is having none of this. She can't wear her leather jacket, some meaningless liars had the audacity to demand her presence, and to top it all off, her adoptive family is utterly convinced that the people docking with Carpenter's stockpile of booze disguised as a business venture are honorless backstabbers intent on killing as many innocent people as possible. Going off of Teresa's call from Liberty, they're also wantonly slaughtering BAF personnel and calling them "infected" after the fact in some twisted parody of Core propaganda depicting The Order. "Actually, scratch that, why are we even humoring their outrageous demands? They clearly want a position of power over us, going off the thermal scan. Look at 'em, expecting us to walk into a killbox."
Carpenter as the local Ego speaks up. "Well, if they do anything stupid, our suit cameras will record it and a, ah, very good friend of mine will be watching it in real time." "Oh goody, she can watch her boyfriend get infected live. This whole thing smells rotten; they could just as easily arrange a meeting with actual, you know, furniture."
Teresa laughs again before gesturing to the comically-oversized cooler. "Then we will definitely have something they don't. Bwahahahaha. Now get ready to meet them. Control, open 'er up. Let's meet these people."
The three Senior Staff members, Teresa in the lead with Willow and Elroy lugging the big blue cooler, watch the airlock open up to allow access to the Carrier. One way or another, this ends soon-ish.
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