Skeith Takahata II
Lesbian Anarchist
- Joined
- Feb 26, 2009
- Location
- Elsewhere
In the darkness of a small studio apartment, the silence was broken by a loud alarm. A woman's grumbling voice could be heard as she fumbled for the holographic screen, blindly trying to find the button to answer the call. An irritating beep could be heard as she hit the right button. She sat up slowly, turning to face the screen. She wore little more than her lingerie, and her dark hair was a mess due to uneasy sleep. "This is Wilson." She muttered as she ran her hand through her hair, yawning loudly.
"Wilson, it's Jack. We need you at the station as soon as you're available. There's been another attack." The man who appeared on the screen was a young man with messy brown hair, stubble, and a pair of glasses. His voice was quite soft, and he certainly was no soldier.
"Jack, it's three in the morning..." She groaned before kicking the sheets off. "What was the target?" She asked, conceding to the fact that she was going to have to suit up.
"Solomon's Archive. It was bombed a little over an hour ago. The terrorists have already claimed responsibility." He responded, thumbing through some documents on the incident.
"Any demands?" She asked.
"Only what we usually hear. The sooner you get down here, the sooner we can get to cleaning up this mess." He said finally.
"Alright, I'll see you soon Jack." She brushed the screen aside, hanging up the call. As the screen faded, she looked outside to see it was raining heavily. She sighed heavily as she rose to her feet. "Computer, deployment preparations."
"Understood." Came a mechanical female sound. "Coffee: Black. Adrenaline Patch: Large. Nutrient Paste: Small. Is this procedure correct?"
"Yes." She groaned as she rubbed at her eyes.
"Very well. Your breakfast will be prepared in twenty minutes." The computer responded.
"Time enough for a shower then. Two turns to the right, and one to the left." Jade responded as she walked towards the bathroom.
"The water is already running. Shall I do something about this weather?"
"Yes. Authorization code 11973, Atmospheric location code 992." Jade spoke aloud as she stripped her panties and bra from her pale body before climbing into the shower. Roughly a half hour later, she slapped her adrenaline patch onto her arm, and began drinking the coffee as she descended the elevator to the garage. She climbed into her squad car, before turning the key. The engine roared to life as the car lifted up, hovering three feet from the ground. She turned on the siren and began traveling towards the site of the attack. Her eyes panning out the window towards a large holographic bill board of the city's ruler, Nicolas Solomon. The caption, "Trust in the Wisdom of Solomon" was flashing beneath the image. She took another sip off of her coffee before returning her attention to the road ahead.
She could already tell, this was going to be the start of a very bad day.
"Wilson, it's Jack. We need you at the station as soon as you're available. There's been another attack." The man who appeared on the screen was a young man with messy brown hair, stubble, and a pair of glasses. His voice was quite soft, and he certainly was no soldier.
"Jack, it's three in the morning..." She groaned before kicking the sheets off. "What was the target?" She asked, conceding to the fact that she was going to have to suit up.
"Solomon's Archive. It was bombed a little over an hour ago. The terrorists have already claimed responsibility." He responded, thumbing through some documents on the incident.
"Any demands?" She asked.
"Only what we usually hear. The sooner you get down here, the sooner we can get to cleaning up this mess." He said finally.
"Alright, I'll see you soon Jack." She brushed the screen aside, hanging up the call. As the screen faded, she looked outside to see it was raining heavily. She sighed heavily as she rose to her feet. "Computer, deployment preparations."
"Understood." Came a mechanical female sound. "Coffee: Black. Adrenaline Patch: Large. Nutrient Paste: Small. Is this procedure correct?"
"Yes." She groaned as she rubbed at her eyes.
"Very well. Your breakfast will be prepared in twenty minutes." The computer responded.
"Time enough for a shower then. Two turns to the right, and one to the left." Jade responded as she walked towards the bathroom.
"The water is already running. Shall I do something about this weather?"
"Yes. Authorization code 11973, Atmospheric location code 992." Jade spoke aloud as she stripped her panties and bra from her pale body before climbing into the shower. Roughly a half hour later, she slapped her adrenaline patch onto her arm, and began drinking the coffee as she descended the elevator to the garage. She climbed into her squad car, before turning the key. The engine roared to life as the car lifted up, hovering three feet from the ground. She turned on the siren and began traveling towards the site of the attack. Her eyes panning out the window towards a large holographic bill board of the city's ruler, Nicolas Solomon. The caption, "Trust in the Wisdom of Solomon" was flashing beneath the image. She took another sip off of her coffee before returning her attention to the road ahead.
She could already tell, this was going to be the start of a very bad day.