The mission.

Lydecker sat down putting a small folder onto the table. He looked up, admiring his perfect little creation. He had chased her for so long and he was overjoyed to finally have her back. Standing in front of him at attention. Her chest pushed out, shoulders back, her skin tight Manticore uniform hugging every curve of her firm body, she really was perfect.

He couldn't help the lust and desire that washed over him, knowing that she would obey every command he gave her, no matter how degraded or bizarre. But he shook those thoughts away. This was neither the time or the place, he would deal with those needs later.

In the meantime a mission had trickled its way down the chain of command. A perfect mission for his new solder.