Islands and Chains

[Lyngvi]

19th arrondissement, Parc des Buttes-Chaumont New Paris Il-De-France,
05/26/ 827 AS, 18:00

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The man watched for a second as Kalliste took a hit from the cigarette before approaching. He seemed surprised by her character at first, but that was probably the point. He was robust, and by his getup he appeared to be as straightforward as she was. He didn't quite carry the same "looming terror" gig that she did though. He was dressed formally, and spoke with a very neutral Libretonian accent. 'Good evening miss Silver.' He said before taking a seat in front of her.

As he sat down, he reached inside his coat and pulled out two folders. Both labeled with the same insignia that appeared over the communication between the too. He tossed them on the desk. Anticipating Kalliste would peak into them, he spoke up.

'I need you to recover some lost... products. Go on, take a look, I think you'll be more than interested. We need both of them alive. We'll allow any means necessary. But client confidentiality is something we'll also need to make clear.'

The man took one of the glasses of water from the table and took a sip. Waiting for Kalliste to eventually peek at the second file.

'I think you, and some others in your group will be very interested in this one.'

The man pushed forward the second file, the groups insignia was stamped over it just as it was on the other. The name to the side read: "Subject 777 Mk4 Annabelle Mychaela Heinrich"; the other: "Subject 777 Mk5 Una Freyja Kidman".

The man put his glass down, laying back in his chair anticipating either a surprised reaction, or an excited one.

'I hope that quenches your boredom.'

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