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Marlene simply scowled from behind the visor, of course the black opaqueness of the combat skin’s helmet meant that her face couldn’t be seen.

“Obviously yours didn’t teach you to respect authority.” Marlene quipped, as they were enveloped in a flash of white light, the interior of the Ghost Dance melting away to the interior of Marlene’s Reverence S, Bright interior lights replaced with dull red interior lights and black cooridors.

Marlene briskly tugged on Rei’s arm once more, leading her through the claustrophobic halls of the Aschen warship, dim lights interrupted briefly by flashes of sparks from damaged conduits.

They walked for what seemed like a good twenty minutes, until Rei was lead towards a room, where the door opened with a crystalline sounding chime, inside was a simple room, with a table, and two chairs. As Marlene lead Rei into the room, two assistants moved in behind her, one of them carrying a bright yellow briefcase, and a second carrying a vial and cotton swabs.

Marlene then gestured over towards the chair and nodded. “Sit, and open your mouth.”