Born Robot

[Helbaworshipper]

Joan took a deep breath. "Adam, Admina, send the list of reported malfunctioning robots in the school area. Make sure it is available as soon as we arrive at our transport." The two nodded, leaving the room to do what was necessary for that request. "Really, you think there isn't a back up list? You should rely on the national databases more." Her eyes closed, standing up with her folder. "Captain."

"Yes Miss Moretti?"

"Prepare for heavy gear, just in case we need to use force." The man who had defended her nodded, walking off towards the door as well to get everything prepared. Joan's eyes examined Quentin and Analise. For a moment she looked tired, as if she were barely able to stand. As fast as it showed, she was back on her feet and walking towards the transport they would use.

[Haseo{Terror of Death}]

Quentin was reading the folder in the transport garage when Joan walked in. "I don't think we'll need to use excessive force, there's about half a dozen 'reported' hostiles, and student's identified most of them." She said without looking up. "I don't want to arm myself. I hope that doesn't bother you." Quentin said as she closed the folder and checked her cell phone one last time before the rest of the team had made it to the transport garage. She opened the back door of the truck and entered it cautiously, as she'd never been in it before. "This has a lot more room than it looks." She carefully watched for wires and sat in a seat furthest to the corner.

((Breath of life =D))