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Art by the lovely and talented MsPixelicious - Professional, Digital Artist | DeviantArt
Words by yours truly.
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Moira made her way to the designated server and pulled out her data cable inserting it into the available port. As the data streamed from the server to Moira's pouch, Niobe quietly and efficiently dispatched the posted guard. After 30 seconds, Moira untethered the cable and secured the information in her pouch.

"Ok...good job with the files. As expected, this guard tripped the silent alarm. If my timing is correct, which it always is, we have two minutes to exfil before this place is swarming with armed reinforcements."

Niobe's tone and demeanor was completely different from their initial encounter in the garage. She was all business. Her voice was steady and calm - direct and to the point. She was clearly in her element. Moira on the other hand did her level best to maintain her cool. Her heart was racing as she processed Niobe's words.

"Fuck me! I don't think I wore enough deodorant. I'm fricking sweating through my suit. Gotta keep my shit together. Gotta show Niobe I am not a fuck up!". Moira's inner voice made its presence known.

As if telepathic, Niobe reassured her companion of their progress. "You got this, kid. I will distract and occupy the guards. All you need to do is get out with that data stick. See you at the meet-up point."

Description
Art by the lovely and talented MsPixelicious - Professional, Digital Artist | DeviantArt
Words by yours truly.
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Moira made her way to the designated server and pulled out her data cable inserting it into the available port. As the data streamed from the server to Moira's pouch, Niobe quietly and efficiently dispatched the posted guard. After 30 seconds, Moira untethered the cable and secured the information in her pouch.

"Ok...good job with the files. As expected, this guard tripped the silent alarm. If my timing is correct, which it always is, we have two minutes to exfil before this place is swarming with armed reinforcements."

Niobe's tone and demeanor was completely different from their initial encounter in the garage. She was all business. Her voice was steady and calm - direct and to the point. She was clearly in her element. Moira on the other hand did her level best to maintain her cool. Her heart was racing as she processed Niobe's words.

"Fuck me! I don't think I wore enough deodorant. I'm fricking sweating through my suit. Gotta keep my shit together. Gotta show Niobe I am not a fuck up!". Moira's inner voice made its presence known.

As if telepathic, Niobe reassured her companion of their progress. "You got this, kid. I will distract and occupy the guards. All you need to do is get out with that data stick. See you at the meet-up point."