HEDION UNIVERSITY, DSC DAEDELUS
4.00pm local time
4.00pm local time
"You are not listening, Lieutenant! It is not that simple!"
Max ignored the man for a moment, turning to watch a peculiar perpetual motion model doing its thing on a side table. It was a funny little thing, as pointless and infuriating as the University Principal.
"I can assure you I am listening loud and clear, Principal Roe. Some of your students have lost the plot and you need me to dole out some discipline". He prodded the model with a gloved metal finger, interrupting its flow and sending its components into a tangle.
"No, no no!" the Principal fumed, his face turning red, one eye on the broken model. "These students are special, extremely special - I don't expect the likes of you to understand - but their abilities are extremely volatile, you can't just go down there being heavy handed-". The man stopped himself, looking uncertainly at Max's metal arm as if he might accidentally give offense. "I am not sure the Empire are the best people to handle this situation, we-"
"Your superiors think we are though" Max said with finality "so let's not waste time on what you think".
Indeed, when a whole section of Daedelus' prestigious psionic university had gone dark, seemingly at the hands of its most promising students, the authorities had turned to the Imperials for help. As the only power in the region, only the Empire had the resources to put down a serious threat of this kind, whether accident, terrorism or something else.
Max had hoped to get some useful intelligence from the Principal before his unit headed down to the University, but he was proving useless.
The door chimed and Max straightened, hoping it was his counterpart. He was glad to have a platoon under his command again, but this kind of mission needed more unorthodox talents. She had them in spades and he was pleased for an excuse to call them in. They had unfinished business.
@Sreeya