Debriefing- no, not like that.
WHO: Major and Slade
WHERE: High-end restaurant catering to the shady, specializing in the discreet.
WHAT: Slade reports on his reconnaissance of the HIVE. Naturally, he has his own agenda.
What a charming place! The Major was impressed with how well-suited it was. And Odysseus had gotten them a private room for them to discuss their business, which was perfect. Even off the network, the City had no shortage of prying eyes.
The Major tried to conceal his steadily-mounting excitement as he waited for what Slade had to tell. It was coming, it was coming, it was coming! After half a century of skulking in the shadows, after this so very inconvenient and unexpected detour, he could hear the rapturous melody of war beginning to sound again. He could almost smell the stench of piled corpses, hear the tramp of marching boots! It would be magnificent! In a way, it had already begun. And the man in front of him had fired some of the first salvoes. The Major smiled and smiled.
WHERE: High-end restaurant catering to the shady, specializing in the discreet.
WHAT: Slade reports on his reconnaissance of the HIVE. Naturally, he has his own agenda.
What a charming place! The Major was impressed with how well-suited it was. And Odysseus had gotten them a private room for them to discuss their business, which was perfect. Even off the network, the City had no shortage of prying eyes.
The Major tried to conceal his steadily-mounting excitement as he waited for what Slade had to tell. It was coming, it was coming, it was coming! After half a century of skulking in the shadows, after this so very inconvenient and unexpected detour, he could hear the rapturous melody of war beginning to sound again. He could almost smell the stench of piled corpses, hear the tramp of marching boots! It would be magnificent! In a way, it had already begun. And the man in front of him had fired some of the first salvoes. The Major smiled and smiled.