The Past, Rewired

[Soban]

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“I think ye’ve missed the point there, Derius. I dinnae want the Alexandria as a battlecruiser—we’ve already something brewin’ for that role. She might serve as a stand-in for the Aquillon, aye, but I only want the schematics tae pinch a few ideas an’ spark debate about our own project.”

He was about to continue when a notice flashed up. The words “Transfer Complete” bathed the dim room in a soft green glow. Daniel swiftly keyed in commands to sever the mainframe’s links and cut power to the peripheral devices.

“Right, let’s hope all yer IRG dreams are safely penned up in the data we’ve got—an’ in a controlled environment at that. The cluster’s isolated yer databank, an’ the storage module’s sealed off as well.”

Donagan rose and strode toward the side-room exit, heading for the cacophonous data centre beyond.

“I’m off tae yank the databank out o’ the cluster by hand. Who knows what mad fail-safes those wannabe scientists might’ve baked in.”