06-04-2016, 07:47 AM
A woman is seated at her desk, a few paper reports ib front of her. She is in a sparsely furnished office, with a couple personal touches on the walls. As the video begins, she looks straight at the camera and speaks in a clear, commanding voice.
"Agent Protagonist. Good day. I trust you've received a missive from one "Karl Jak" recently, correct?"
Hiro is crouched behind something, a circuit panel open next to him, lights flashing and circuits pulsing. The low din of conversation and bleeps, bloops, and the hum of arcade machines filter into his voice communication.
"Commander. Yes, maam. I think everyone did. I'm debating going to check it out."
The woman smiles humorlessly and shuffles a few papers, pulling a datapad out from underneath, and tapping on it.
"Good. You are being included in a selection of agents being sent to investigate. Mr. Karl Jak, while enigmatic, is considered an ally of the state, and the Empire feels that this is also a lucrative opportunity to find out more about his personal Verse. Your mission is to aid the Syntech recovery team and collect any information that you can. I am sending you any pertinent details on past year contests, and the admittedly small dossier we have on Jak."
A small pause, and a few more taps of the datapad.
"These contests attract many Primes, from many different Verses. Including those that are currently fugitives of the Empire's justice. I trust you understand. Now....Do your duty, Agent. Caasjuun out."
Hiro saluted as the transmission cut off, and reached into his jacket. There was a small leather wallet sewn t the inside of his coat, and inside was a badge, made of black steel and shiny chrome. It authorized him as a Prime Agent of the EPD, and now it seemed he would get a chance to use it.
"Agent Protagonist. Good day. I trust you've received a missive from one "Karl Jak" recently, correct?"
Hiro is crouched behind something, a circuit panel open next to him, lights flashing and circuits pulsing. The low din of conversation and bleeps, bloops, and the hum of arcade machines filter into his voice communication.
"Commander. Yes, maam. I think everyone did. I'm debating going to check it out."
The woman smiles humorlessly and shuffles a few papers, pulling a datapad out from underneath, and tapping on it.
"Good. You are being included in a selection of agents being sent to investigate. Mr. Karl Jak, while enigmatic, is considered an ally of the state, and the Empire feels that this is also a lucrative opportunity to find out more about his personal Verse. Your mission is to aid the Syntech recovery team and collect any information that you can. I am sending you any pertinent details on past year contests, and the admittedly small dossier we have on Jak."
A small pause, and a few more taps of the datapad.
"These contests attract many Primes, from many different Verses. Including those that are currently fugitives of the Empire's justice. I trust you understand. Now....Do your duty, Agent. Caasjuun out."
Hiro saluted as the transmission cut off, and reached into his jacket. There was a small leather wallet sewn t the inside of his coat, and inside was a badge, made of black steel and shiny chrome. It authorized him as a Prime Agent of the EPD, and now it seemed he would get a chance to use it.
