STS Intruder

[Pyromaniac]

Alex sighed and after a few more minutes left the bridge. He hadn't known Rufus particularily well and it seemed unlikely that he ever would know him now.

With nothing to do he went back to his room and booted his computer. There were a few notifications that some of his malicious programs had been removed from various servers across Sirius but he was past the point where he cared.

It had been a rough few months for The Society, first Joseph ran off with McCarthy, then Blain retired, and now Rufus was comatose. There goes the entire leadership and now Zack and he were expected to pick up where they had left off. No easy task to be sure.

He plugged in his headphones and started up one of his playlists as he surfed through the neural net looking for anything of interest. After a couple of minutes he closed out. It was all boring anyway. He ran a quick check to see if any of his spyware had picked up anything on Julian Creed. Nothing. He heaved a sigh and turned off his computer.

He sat there in the darkness of his room and silently contemplated what to do and silently longed for his old life. How much easier it was then. He wasn't expected to amount to anything, his days were easily split between the boredom of patrol, and a rather neglected personal life...

He shook his head. What The Society needed now was a leader, not an emotionally conflicted youth living in the past. He grabbed the starter chip to his Eagle and headed to the hangar. He spotted Bonnie and Zack from across the hangar and approached the pair.

"Hey guys," He greeted. "What's up?"

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