Guard: Morning, Mr 9.
The guard opens the door.
Guard: It looks like you're running late.
9 doesn't say anything as he's often mute like always.
They then walk toward the entrance of Sector C.
Guard: You know, 5's been pretty scarce about these parts.
Guess his bar tab must have finally got up to him.
9 knew 5 may have a drinking problem before.
Plus, remembering he started a bar fight once.
And every time he leaves, he always says, "Hey, catch me later I'll buy you a beer."
The gaurd walks towards the panel to open the gate.
9 goes inside the entrance, the other guard at the door.
The guard was on a phone call with somebody.
Guard: Aww, man, you cut the ponytail.
He hangs up.
Guard: Sellout.
9 doesn't know what he meant.
The gaurd opens the other gate.
Guard: Go on across, say hi to 7 for me.
Now 9 reaches his work, late.
Inside, a scientist waits beside a computer waiting for a message.
A circular table with a guard and a scientist on a computer, 9 goes up to them to check in.
Guard: Hey, 9, I had a bunch of messages for you but...
We had a system crash about... i don't know... minutes ago, and I'm still trying to find my files.
9 starts wondering if this facility is having issues with everything.
Guard: Just one of these days, I guess.
9: [One of these days, I am really gonna teach that guy a lesson.(Administrator)]
Guard: They were also having some problems down in the test chamber... but
9:[Did they cancel the test?]
Guard: I think that's all straightened out.
9: [No >:(]
Guard: They told me to make sure you headed down there as soon as you got into your hazard suit
9 then walks to the next hallway. He sees two scientists talking.
Scientist: There was a coolant leak earlier, but the thermal protection system seems to be online now.
Scientistpunk: Those TPS reports have gotten progressively worse.
Scientist: Hard to find good help these days.
Scientistpunk: Yes, about that... we're gonna need you to come in this weekend.
Scientist: What!? I already made plans!
Scientistpunk: Don't worry, you can always attend the next convention.
The scientistpunk just walks away. The scientist just sits down on a nearby bench.
Scientist: Drat.
9 heard them, and he feels a bit suspicious somehow.
Then beside him he went to another room just for a quick look.
He goes in, some computer tech, and there were 2 scientists and a guard.
Guard: Oh, would you look at that.
9 turns to his left to see them beside a security corner.
Guard: 9 actually did show up for work this morning.
A female scientistpunk walks in.
Scientistpunk: What is that symbol there?
Guard: That one?
Points at glitched screen.
