Setting
By taking a few secret maintenance tunnels, one can end up in the old 21st century subways, buried over time by superior technology. Old advertisements flicker and dim with only shreds of life left. Bulbs spark and surge. Plants have taken over the rails. Deeper in, however, you'll find the atrium, where the Network calls home. This underground center was once a shopping plaza in the subway, but now serves as housing for the group. Computer terminals, weapons, and beds fill the chambers.
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Derelict Subways is a part of 
New York City.
The subways, 7:30 AM
Felix turned to see their resident hot-head, Vasska Kresh. "Vasska. Glad you're up and around. No worries, we'll find something for you to do. Today's mission is stealth-based, but I'm sure we can fit you in. Come to the meeting room once you take care of the crates." Felix offers a smile as he began walking towards the command room, an old storeroom that had been gutted and filled with a holo-table and screens to provide debriefings. Kiana came up beside him, delivering bad news on the arms dealer. "Really now? That's a shame. The make-shift guns we're getting from the wastes keep breaking. That guy had quality armaments. We'll discuss a solution at the meeting." Felix almost laughed at Kiana's butchering of the idiom, but he was completely serious now. It was an important mission, today's assignment, and if they screwed up, Signet could very well be at their door step tomorrow.
Felix turned a corner, to a door made of smooth steel. It had no visible latch or knob, to deter people from entering and to act as a safe room. Beside it was a console which housed three scanners; one for retinal ID, the next for ID cards, and the last for voice verification. Felix wanted no one getting in without permission, as a large amount of sensitive data was housed in this room. Stepping up, Felix flashed his eyeball to the scanner, slid his card in, and sternly said, "Felix Grelen, Bravo, one, nine, Foxtrot, Zulu, four, seven." The scanner flashed green, and the door slid open with a slight hiss.
Inside, there was a staircase, which illuminated to reveal a glowing room at the bottom. Felix swiftly descended the stairs, and entered the room below. The room was a small rotunda. A circle of chairs and tables with data pads surrounded a silver holographic projection table. On the sides of the room were banks of terminals and screens lining the cracked cement walls. There was a chill from being so far underground, but Felix didn't mind. He stepped over to a coffee machine, which was using the last bit of vanilla coffee grounds they had. He poured a cup for each member that would be present, which was to be six today, excluding himself. The extra two were scientists which would explain today's gadgetry. After his coffee duty, Felix stepped over to the intercom terminal, and activated it. "Attention. Would Celero de Tempestas, Dr. Williamson and Dr. Theodore, and Porter Buchanan please all report to the comm room? Thank you." Felix hung up, and took his seat, waiting for everyone else to file in.
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