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A Storm's Coming (Domino)

Ivan Caelian

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Ivan was nothing if not a practical individual. His extensive cybernetics were likely illegal to possess in most worlds because some of them had more militaristic applications to them. In fact, his cybernetics had been made to make him a living weapon. To be exact, it had been akin to torture when the scientists had implanted him with all the cybernetics they had. Several tests had been ran by Ivan on himself and he still did not know all of what had been done to him, but he knew he could not allow those scientists to roam free unharmed. Long story short? Ivan needed credits, and plenty but was not about to gamble. No he was here for a different reason.

It was time to put a team together. As he entered Station Six he looked around. Some of the patrons were wasting hard earned credits. It was almost a shame they were this stupid. But he supposed that's what kept places like this in existence. Since he knew he was going to visit someone who had survived several assassination attempts, he pulled out a device he had brought. It would short out the enhancements granted by his cybernetics making him essentially a normal human except for brain power. Replacement cybernetics would then have to be obtained.

Finally after hours of walking, he approached the office of Domino. It was time to make his suggestion and form his team.
 
It was funny, it was the first time in weeks that Domino had managed to steal a little free time for herself, and she'd chosen to spend it squirreled away in the study off her office and work on mind-numbingly boring metallurgy algorithms for combining shaped phrikite and alchemical force-inlays into armor. Turned out that you couldn't just slap alchemy on any old thing. Well you could but you might break it, at best you'd just end up with something less than what you wanted. Conversely, the more effort you put into material selection and shaping (right down to the atomic level in some cases) the better the 'enchantment' took. Now Domino was running the equations she'd half guesstimated into existence through a simulator.

Leaning back in her chair, she rubbed at her eyes as the computer crunched, she already had a pretty good idea of what would happen, she just wanted to see if the computer agreed with her about where things would go wrong. The polite ding of an arriving notification roused her from her reverie. Her five o' clock was coming up the elevator. After muting the computer, she half-closed the door leading back into her office, just enough for some privacy while letting her keep an eye on it, and then took her seat behind her desk. Waiting.

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