... And the cogs start turning.

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Stepping down from the transport, the enigmatic Coalition Scientist blinked at the harsh lights of the Liberty Naval facility, rolling his eyes he fished out a cigarette and lit it wishing that he had thought to bring a cup of tea.

"What no bloody welcoming committee?" he murmured as he stood there looking at the marines who were staring back at him carrying the latest issue Detroit munitions side arms.

"Well then, take me to your leader," XiaoBei intoned dramatically.

Nothing.

"Fine, take me to MY leader, then, humourless apes..." XiaoBei rolled his eyes.

Still Nothing.

"You know, I though you Libertonians were supposed to be hospitable, instead you're all a bunch of Jack..."

"Excuse me, Doctor," an aide hurried out of an elevator. "Doctor Holliday is in the main medical facility. I am to guide you there..."

"Finally," XiaoBei said with a smile. "I have the equipment..." he lifted a duffel bag.

"Certainly Doctor, if you would be so kind..." She motioned to the elevator, and in a few short minutes they were standing in a lab.

"Make yourself at home, Doctor Holliday will be with you shortly." And with that she left.

XiaoBei glanced with a certain level of contempt at the lab around him, so mediocre... everything patented and shiny... no spirit to the place. He preferred a vibrant lab, something far more interesting and far less... clinical.

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