Your chariot awaits

Something between a tank and a stretch Limo is waiting patiently in front of your Mega Tower’s entrance, your guard standing in front of the passenger side door. Believing the guard is average height from a distance, as you approach closer you see they’re actually much shorter than average, and a woman.

Although you are expecting an ex-pro wrestler that looks more machine than man, with retro-viral genetic enhancement and cybernetic augmentation, women are no longer automatically the weaker sex. However, thousands of years of social conditioning still hasn’t changed the average person’s assumption about gender roles.

You’re a rather enlightened person but are still unable to contain your disappointment upon seeing your bodyguard up close. Frustration overcoming politeness, you ignore the bodyguard and ask Barry, ”Is this right? I ordered Spartan?” Before returning your gaze to the bodyguard.

Her height being about 5 feet, you’re a head taller, Barry towers over her. Her features outline her Asian heritage, which is somewhat unique in itself. The Earth being under a unified government for centuries now, ethnic distinctions have been fading away for a long time. You see other races in her features but she primarily looks to be of Japanese genetic stock. She almost looks like a gymnast but slightly more well endowed and curvy. Wearing head to toe leather with steel toe combat boots, the look she gives Barry is quite severe. It’s like she is blaming him for your insult. After a few seconds of staring down Barry, whose unwittingly backed up a few steps, she switches her gaze to you, and you wilt a little as well.

“I am Keiko, I will be guarding you tonight. Please enter the vehicle and choose your destination, I will join you once you have made your selection,” Keiko says with the script reading professionalism of a telemarketer and the emotional content of a tree stump.

You and Barry realize it’s best to just get in the car, you can look into getting another bodyguard once you reach the Hotel. As you reach to open the passenger door you realize you the weight of the Bitcoin Key is missing from your coat pocket. You and Barry must have left it in your haste.

“Shiiiit....Shit! I forgot the fucking key, the slab with the bitcoin keys on it.”

Barry looks at you gravely but with no indication of action. You believe the situation is catching up with him finally and he has no desire to return to your ransacked room.