CINEMATIC INTERLUDE ONE
Inside the Finger Snaps Maya Cafe and coffetorium, Consilium Prime
Control sat in the booth, paying only peripheral attention to the stories Jeeves, his geist was paging for his attention. His nose flared as he took in the rich scent of coffee from the pristine porcelain cup in front of him.
"Jeeves, stop the news. I have other things on my mind"
At once the news feed slowed and stopped. Jeeves voice sounding in Controls head in a precise clipped Neoterran accent "At once sir. If I may I could contact Miss Sonoda and find out what's keeping her."
"No need. She's always late." Control said as he sipped at the coffee, slowly, savouring the flavour of the rich drink.
"Ah..it is no matter, sir. Her method of conveyance should be arriving within the minute." responded Jeeves after a moment, almost timing to perfection the moment of maximum annoyance for Control.
The screeching of tyres as a heavily augmented superbike slammed to a stop outside the cafe caused Control to wince, closing his eyes in weariness and resignation. The young woman ran into the building looking around rapidly before her eyes settled on Control.
"Hey! What's up? How is it?" she said, swamping the cafe with her voice. "I'll have what's he's having" she said to a passing waiter as she slid into the booth opposite Control.
"Katherine. In bureau noir we favour the discreet."
"Yeah, but like...you're too discrete. Like your Maya profile ain't got nothing on it. It's like too clean. Like...look at mine. Dating sites and history and relationships and mayacast fansites and all . You're is like...I'm a creeper plain."
Control sighed heavily "You know why that is. In any case, it's not the reason why you're here. We're activating a new team... under you."
"Really?" Kat's voice sounded in amazement, surprise and joy. She took a double glance as the waiter arrived with her coffee, looking at the bill as it appeared in her filed of vision. "Just what in the hell are you drinking? I didn't order liquid gold to pour down my throat."
Control chuckled winking to Kat as he took her bill and waved the server away "But you did in many respects. Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee from Terra. Worth its weight in Teseum. I'll get this one, provided you don't lose this team."
Kat looked offended at the suggestion by Control "It wasn't my fault. The committee also didn't think it was my fault. Mercenary life just pays better I guess. I still managed to keep them going rogue, just if we want to use them we need to pay contracting rates."
"No. That situation is over and we have new ground to cover. A situation is developing that we thought we could ignore, but Aleph has bumped it up the list. Our seasoned operatives are covering other incidents, so our only option for this issue is a new team and it needs to be moved on fast."
Kat looked at Control trying to discern what he wasn't saying "Go on."
"Laird of Glaschu has a daughter. Due to marry in the near future. Aleph says things are drawing to a focus. Aleph has tasked some Bureau Aegis resources. Ostensibly they are there to fly the flag, be visible and make sure no-one does anything too overt. We're sending an Alpha unit to oversee the Aegis side of the house. Our team's job is to take care of the things that aren't in the public eye. Losing the Laird or his daughter would be a significant problem to us. We're trying to increase teseum supply to provide our troops with better weapons than the combined army on paradiso and keeping the laird happy will go a long way to seeing us meet that goal. We have booked tickets on the next circular in 3 weeks time...."
"Excuse me sir. Priority communique from Aleph. Transport will be on the OTSS Cassiopeia, a minotaur drive equipped cruiser, as soon as the team is assembled."
Control gulped, almost choking on his coffee. "I..uh....I think things may be accelerating more quickly than we first feared. Start assembling your team."
"Well....who do you have?"
"Risa Karim, He's from Barouk. Used to be in business, before becoming a police officer, then he worked for Haqqislam intelligence services. His dossier is clean. Too clean perhaps, but he looks to be..." Kat cut in with a big grin on her face "Ideal the word you're looking for?" Controls eyes narrowed tolerating the jest in good humour. "well suited to deal with this situation."
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