Meeting with security

Once again, Mike finds himself in a car, although with Damon along, it’s a much quieter ride. Alicia drives once again, and though he’s seen it once already, looking out on the city and seeing it seem so familiar is an interesting experience. Though the people look different, the activity is similar to what Mike knows from earth. The difference being that he could poke his head out and probably cause quite a stir.

Mike notes the lack of huge traffic jams that he’s used to seeing in major cities on earth. When he questions the others about it, Damon explains the extensive subway system that runs throughout the city. In fact, most people only own vehicles if they live well outside city limits. And even then, most outlying communities have shuttles and the like to bring people in. It’s all quite efficient, and it leads to seeing very few cars on the road.

Before too long, they pull up in front of a squat, rather ugly building, with an unusual seal on the side.

Damon nods. “This is it. Let’s head inside, best not to keep them waiting, whatever it is they want.”

The three of them get out, walking into the building. The lobby is rather empty, a few obvious security officers walking around and a few office worker types, all of a variety of races. Most of them pay little attention to Mike, but the few who do have mixed reactions, just like Damon said earlier. For the most part, it’s mild interest, but there’s a couple sneers directed his way.

Despite that, when they arrive at the reception desk, they are greeted kindly, and guided to a waiting room. The receptionist tells them that Donna will come collect them momentarily. As she leaves, Mike turns to Damon and Alicia.

“So, no idea why we’re here?”

Alicia smiles. “It was only a matter of time before this meeting happened, Mike. Of course they’re going to want to know you, especially with the strange changes you’re undergoing.”

Damon nods. “It’s in everyone’s interest to ensure that you’re not a threat. This is harmless, if they wanted to imprison you, they wouldn’t ask.”

Mike nods, seeing the logic there. And before he can ask anything else, they hear footsteps approaching. A woman walks into the room, tall, blue skinned, and with horns and a tail, she’s clearly a Dunori like Kyrie. A well dressed and attractive woman, with white hair and a well shaped body that her business attire does little to hide. However, what catches Mike’s attention are her eyes.

They seem to glow faintly, and are a pure white color! A closer look reveals that they appear to be some kind of metal, an implant of some sort. However, before he can ask anything, she speaks.

“Thanks for coming here on such short notice. I’m Donna, head of public relations for this division. Follow me, we can talk in my office.”