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Cicero group labs, Planet Sentarus, Spartan Border space, Present period
The massive shape of the Aratech BRT Supercomputer filled the majority of the space in the laboratory. The systems could store countless terabytes of data, could run over 13 billion scenario equations in .8 seconds. And that was only using 1/10000th of its capabilities.
They system also had a secure laboratory deep inside it’s armored housing, in addition to access ports and monitors dotting the outside. The system was criss-crossed with coolant pumps to keep the delicate matrices in running condition.
Two scientists, one human, the other with the pale blue hair and white skin of a Schetischian female, sat overseeing the results of an experiment the computer was aiding them in conducting.

Neither of them took their eyes off the screens except to speak to one another. Neither of them thought to look behind them, to a space between the first coolant pipe and the housing of the Supercomputer.
Neither of them noticed a small electronic mesh feeding data into the microcomputer housing of the Agent’s nyclon suit…as the other hand meshed to form the menacing port of a plasma launcher….

Description
Cicero group labs, Planet Sentarus, Spartan Border space, Present period
The massive shape of the Aratech BRT Supercomputer filled the majority of the space in the laboratory. The systems could store countless terabytes of data, could run over 13 billion scenario equations in .8 seconds. And that was only using 1/10000th of its capabilities.
They system also had a secure laboratory deep inside it’s armored housing, in addition to access ports and monitors dotting the outside. The system was criss-crossed with coolant pumps to keep the delicate matrices in running condition.
Two scientists, one human, the other with the pale blue hair and white skin of a Schetischian female, sat overseeing the results of an experiment the computer was aiding them in conducting.

Neither of them took their eyes off the screens except to speak to one another. Neither of them thought to look behind them, to a space between the first coolant pipe and the housing of the Supercomputer.
Neither of them noticed a small electronic mesh feeding data into the microcomputer housing of the Agent’s nyclon suit…as the other hand meshed to form the menacing port of a plasma launcher….