022.

[brokenweapon]

Lots of familiar faces coming back among the new arrivals. Interesting.

[Private to the Admiral.]
Slade wants a new lock on his door, a retinal scanner. Please make this happen.

[Private to Slade, a little later.]
Lock come in yet?

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[Private]

[terminates]

It's on.

[Pause. REALLY LONG PAUSE. The raging, internal debate is practically audible over here. AND THEN:]

Thank you.

[Private]

[brokenweapon]

[Don't think for a second he didn't notice that pause, Slade. It is the soundless sound of progress.]

You're welcome. I hope it works.