A technician is still there

Blake stepped up onto the command terminal platform. Everything was working out. Nothing could stop her now.

No sooner had she thought that trouble bringing thought did Murphy strike. Looking around carefully for the right terminal, Blake froze as she felt her heart threaten to leap through her chest.

Sitting there, not ten feet away from her, was a man wearing a white SDC jumpsuit, dozing in a chair at one of the computer terminals. There wasn't supposed to be anyone in here!

In a bit of a panic, Blake began to back slowly away from the lightly snoring technician when disaster struck again. Not paying attention to where she was going, Blake backed up into one of the chairs, her large butt pushing the chair back until it collided into one of the desks with a notable crash.

"Huh-what? I'm up! I'm up! I wasn't sleeping!" The technician said as he bolted straight up from his chair and began to look around.

Blake, surprised by this as the technician was, gasped in horror at her screw up, causing the man to look directly at her.

For a moment, naked White Fang infiltrator locked eyes with SDC technician.