MortixCorp HQ
Freya had spent most of the night at HQ, going over the information Enigma had managed to upload to her computer, as well as replaying the surveillance videos. Myrias himself, she left alone for the most part, as he’d had to work considerably harder than usual today. The thing about working for Freya was, though she most often personally treated her employees with a form of aloofness, she truly did believe in looking out for their health whenever possible. Of course, this was naturally interpreted somewhat loosely due to the fact that life-endangering tasks were somewhat necessary, but that’s why she paid them so much.
Being the best gig in town was also a good way to get the best people in town, even if they wouldn’t all agree to think as much of each other as well as themselves. It was actually rather amusing when they did not. Having been inside the headspace of each of her employees, down to the night cleaning staff (a kind old couple named Henry and Beatrice Jones, as it turned out), she also had a fairly good notion of who she could trust with what, and who would be useful in what situation.
She spent quite a few minutes staring at the map Wesper had generated for her. Chances were, they weren’t as remote as the first location. They’d probably want to be closer to the action, somewhere that all their daily commutes wouldn’t draw attention, so to speak. A central location would also suggest greater tactical flexibility, with reinforcement much more possible should an operation go drastically wrong. It was what she would do, which was an uncomfortable realization in and of itself.
Still, she’d be sending teams to all three locations, regardless of her own personal hypotheses. She had enough people to handle it, certainly. Even if the people accounted for in the day’s encounters did not constitute the entirety of the Insurrection, she was willing to bet there weren’t a whole lot more.
Absently popping the joints in her hands and fingers, Freya glanced from the computer screen down to the legal pad on her desk. Some things just made more sense when you wrote them down the old-fashioned way. Presently, there were three empty columns on the yellow, lined page, all of them empty, labeled Weapons Facility, Warehouse, and Zuna Apartments respectively. She didn’t like the chances of anyone of note being in the apartments, so she’d reduce that team to the minimal number of operatives. The other two, though, were still-
I’m bored. Can’t we do something else now? Freya sighed. It figured that this would happen now.
Bored? Bored?! Why don’t you shut the fuck up and let us figure out here these bastards are hiding?
What, so someone else can kill them? That’s no fun!
Come now, you two, surely there is not need to argue…
Oh shut it, you.
That did it. Freya needed to see 42, and sooner rather than later, and then she needed to go home and sleep. The rest of this could wait until the morning; she was always here long before anyone else, anyway. Whoever had said running a company was easy had been lying through their damn teeth.
The next morning, each employee would find a memo on their desk addressing their tasks for the day. Valter, Babayaga, Francis, and Michael were to take the warehouse location, whereas Kayne and Alex were sent to the old weapons facility, now an abandoned building just like any other. Daphne’s team would be handling the Zuna slum apartments.
As she felt each enter the building, Freya further informed them that they had their pick of platoons from the barracks and weapons from the armory, but she was leaving how they carried out the directive to their own discretion. The directive itself was simple: find the Insurrection, and kill them. She did add a caveat, however: there were two members in which she was particularly interested, and if given the chance, the teams were to attempt to subdue and capture them instead of killing them. One was the gravity-manipulator with the strange mask Alex had described, and the other she was able to send an image of: the blue-haired electrokinetic.
There was a hypothesis Freya wanted to test that involved that one. If it turned out that either of these people were encountered and subdued, the teams were ordered to call HQ immediately, and a specialized extraction team would be sent.