Down the rabbit hole

[Omicron]

“I see. Maybe we will be able to do something about it later. For now, I think I’ve got everything I needed out of this meeting. We can drop this charade.”

She leaned forward now, both hands on the table. She held out a small, almost disposable stick that fits into most models of datapads available on the market: be it civilian or military. She put it on the table and gently pushed it into his direction until it would reach his side.

“I work for The Order. For very obvious reasons, giving out this information beforehand could’ve changed your perception of things, as well as skewed the answers if you knew who you are dealing with. While the original Hellfire Legion was someone we could trade with, relations became… much colder when they allied themselves to Technocrats. Bering branch of Insurgency had displayed unreasonable levels of hostility towards The Order, which should satisfy your curiosity concerning the extra layer of secrecy. This shard I gave you has all the contact details and encryption necessary to contact us in the near future without drawing attention to yourself.”

“Now then.” She returned back to her previous position where she was condescendingly judging Perez’s poor situational awareness in the Edge Worlds. The situation would be reversed however, she expected Perez would have some questions that she now could be in position to answer plainly and without dodging the matter at hand. “I expect you will have questions as well.”

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