It's been two days since your last talk with Relius. You've been taking it easy compared to others, as Relius told Ironwood he would be indoctrinating your help, meaning you were busy. At least, it says that in the report. Truth be told, you've spent the time browsing the intelligence data base and you found some real good stuff. And you mean real good stuff. Of course, you would need just one thing that you don't have access to: Ironwood's identification. See, tons of special security in the online identification database has been put to keep Ironwood's clearance in unbridled protection. So any hacking from an outside source is nigh impossible. But from his own computer on his own account, then maybe you'll have a chance. Which is why you're ringing Relius up right now.
Relius: "Hello Grazama."
Y/N(G): "Ah, colonel Clover! Have you told Ironwood about the project being ready to ship out soon?"
Relius: "No, I have not."
Y/N(G): "Oh, that's great! See, I was hoping to schedule a meeting with you about that and was wondering if you were available?"
Relius: "Of course. We can meet up in my office."
Y/N(G): "Great. See you then."
You hung up and immediately went to his office. It didn't take long and you only passed by a few scientists. As you knock on the door you heard a "come in". You enter and shut the door behind you. Relius is standing, looking out his window.
Relius: "So what did you need?"
You take a seat on his chair and lean back.
Y/N(G): "You see, I have a few projects , you could say, and for one of them I need Ironwood's Identification. Of course, hacks from the outside may as well be impossible but what about from his own console?"
Relius: "An interesting take. How will you even attempt to get his ID from his console?"
Y/N(G): "That's where you come in! See, I was hoping you could modify my Atlas scroll to get into Ironwood's console and pull his ID into my scroll."
Relius: "I suppose that's possible. How will you connect the scroll to his console without raising suspicion?"
Y/N(G): "Well, I plan on showing him a hologram of our little floating rock that is the altar project and will connect my scroll to his console during my display and explanation without him ever thinking twice."
Relius: "Very well. I can modify your Atlas scroll. It will be done by tomorrow. I also will not inform the General about the project and leave it to you."
Y/N(G): "Great! Here's my scroll. I'll see you tomorrow."
You place your Atlas scroll on the desk and Relius nods. You get up and leave.
Now with that all set up, you have one last thing you need. You pulled up a hologram of a top secret building somewhere in the middle of the tundra, guarded by hand picked Atlas soldiers and always updated androids. Admittedly, pulling up actual files of info was more troublesome than you originally thought.
*Flashback*
While spending all day sitting behind a screen was nice, you got something very, very interesting. During your scrolling of the intelligence database, you found a file of something so classified that details weren't allowed on the computers. The only thing you know is this: Atlas and sector seven are both involved and it is named operation Chilled Horror. So, of course, that meant actual info was to be found on paper at the actual intelligence department. Seeing as how you were pretty known due to your sudden rank and being a specialist, everyone knew you weren't gonna be in the department that often. So when you entered, while you did bat a few eyes, no one asked any questions. You used your ID to get into the back, where all the stuff is on paper. There were only a handful of people and you entering grabbed all of their attention.
Agent: "Captain Grazama. May I ask what you are doing back here?"
Y/N(G): "Just looking for some documents, nothing huge."
The agent nodded.
Agent: "Alright. We are currently writing on paper about the current operations in this room. If you need something older, it'll be behind that locked door over there."
Y/N(G): "I already know what I'm looking for is older, so... How do I open it?"
Agent: "You're in luck. A few select intelligence operatives have the key to the door and I happen to be one of them. Incase you were unaware of the rules, documents can't leave the room unless the General gives approval and that we like to keep things organized, so put back documents where you found them, alright?"
Y/N(G): "Got it."
The agent nods and opens the door for you. You enter and look at all the massive amounts of paper that is... everywhere. Luckily, he wasn't kidding when they kept things organized because it all seems to be organized alphabetically. So all you need to look in is the C files. After flipping through some of the other operations, you found it. Operation Chilled Horror. Opening the file, you were finally able to read up on the papers. The first thing that caught your eye was the fact that Atlas worked with sector seven. The two worked together to create a facility that held what was most likely the most powerful cryo chamber known on the face of Remnant. A ridiculous amount of ice dust and resources quickly stockpiled to build the facility. One thing that caught your attention was full clearance from Ironwood and it was being lead by sector seven scientist Kokonoe... Kokonoe!?! But that should be... Impossible. You shook your head and put the matter in the back of your mind to deal with later. After the construction finished, a large android was built. The purpose was to distract and be destroyed, meaning this thing was made to be fodder. This begs the question of who or what they'd want in conditions so cold, it'd make the tundra look like Vacuo? Well luckily, the next page states it right there.
The person they were trying to capture and put into a cryo-prison was Azrael, the mad dog.
???: "Captain Grazama."
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