Snippet #2355592

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Aña pressed a button on her headphones to receive the call.
"What is it?" she snapped irritatedly. She already knew who it was before the caller replied.
"Commander," Rose Ann addressed in a nonchalant manner, "You ought to come see this. It's quite urgent."
Her voice didn't sound urgent at all. No matter what the subject was, Rose Ann always drew out her vowels in a casual, relaxed way. Aña knew there was no way to predict the urgency of the situation based solely on the tone of Rose Ann's voice. She had a way of sugaring her statements and making a molehill out of a mountain, so to speak.
"I am on my way," Aña said into the mic of her headset, then added, "And I have told you dozens of times before. You only need to press the button once to call."
"Mm-hmm," Rose Ann was clearly smiling smugly on the other end, "Well, it is urgent, you know."
Aña strode through the dimly-lit halls to the command center. Rose Ann was notorious for a little mischief, but she wasn't one for stupid pranks. She knew not to say that something was urgent when it really wasn't, especially when addressing her boss.
A group of about seven agents surrounding a large computer screen sensed her approach and moved out of her way. Rose Ann reclined in her swivel chair as if she was bored.
"What's going on, Agent Shackleton?" Aña asked the female agent who was operating the computer.
"Massive barrier weakening in Sector 5," Shackleton replied, her fingers rapidly tapping on the keyboard.
"I can see that," Aña shot Rose Ann a skeptical look, "How is this any different than the other big ones we've detected?"
"Well," Rose Ann sat up in her chair, "Just look at where it's at."
"We've had to clear public areas before," another agent explained, "But not in such a busy area. If you look here, you can see the weakened area's range—"
"We might as well try to evacuate Central Park," Rose Ann cut in, "We've slithered our way into law enforcement a teeny bit in the past, but we can't do this without taking over a whole police squadron, at least." She seemed more interested in how her boss was going to respond rather than the predicament itself.
{Oh, there's an emergency?} Enka's voice spoke in Aña's mind. Although she was now in the first dimension and couldn't use the life energy she wielded in the digital world, Enka and Aña maintained a strong, psychic link. They could still reach out with their minds and contact each other telepathically, even though they were no longer in the second dimension.They could also sense where their partners were located, depending on how far away they were. Aña quickly discovered that Enka was in his room.
{Ah, I see you are awake now, you lazy bum,} she chided, {Get down here. We have trouble.}
{I wasn't sleeping this whole time} Enka was quickly making his way to the command center, {I was on the internet, reading a fascinating article about cholesterol.}
{Cholesterol of all things?}
{Yes. You know as well as I do that we digimon don't need such substances to survive, unlike humans. Did you know that high concentrations in your blood (also an interesting thing we digimon don't have) can be very hazardous to your health, causing conditions like atherosclerosis, which is a–––}
{Yes, yes, I know! I am a biologist, you nitwit.}
Enka amusedly ignored the remark as he scampered down the corridor.