Shalimar said:
"I figure the reason it didn't work with Robbie is he is like he said special... is there a reason it might not work on Anika?"
“Ask the difficult questions,” she shakes her head, “well without delving too much into their personal files, Anika seems to be a special case, one of many special cases around here. I know that is vague and intentionally so, but I can’t really get into it more than that, all student records are classified, UNJE policy. Legacy members doubly so.”
Robbie adds, “Anika is a very special case, because she is so pretty.”
Jun Min smiles, “I suppose you could put it that way.”
Bishop clears his throat, “Mind if I sit here ladies, and gentleman?”
Robbie shrugs, “I don’t care.”
Jun Min speaks, “By all means.”
Bishop turns to Clover.
Cassie
James coughs, but does not stir from his sleep after the injection gets into his bloodstream. Ignatius stands over Cassie, “Will you be alright here?”
Cassie can count fifteen baselines, or at least they appear to be baselines in lose fitting clothing with wraps covering their heads and dark skin, obviously natives. They murmur to each other in Arabic, and watch the newcomer with cold eyes. There are what look to be possibly five elites. The rhino woman, a thin almost skeletal figure of indeterminate sex wearing a loose fitting robe, a normal looking woman of native descent pacing back and forth across the ceiling, and a Caucasian male playing with knives sitting with another man that looks like his twin.
Back in Mrs. Obana’s Office
“SARAH monitor the students but do not interfere with them directly, the last thing we need is an incident here on campus. Also freeze the assets and discontinue any security access for any student that involves themselves with this rogue operation,” she sighs holding a picture of her children, two young girls, ages six and nine.
”Well done, have you observed my toy?” a voice sounds in Mrs. Obana’s mind, sultry and seductive.
“He continues to show growth in his abilities, but nothing overt yet. It is only a matter of time I suspect before he carries out his objective.” Mrs. Obana replies while filing papers.
“How fortuitous, with this much confusion in the UNJE ranks I have no doubt we will be safe from investigation for some time,” the voice replies.
SARAH replies, “Affirmative, will you require anything else?”
“Not at the moment, I would prefer to not be disturbed unless it is Paragon,” Mrs. Obana says aloud.
“Understood,” the computer system replies.
“I know where your journal has gotten off to, by the way,” Mrs. Obana replies mentally.
The voice clucks in her mind,
“Do tell…”