[Story][RFC --PLEASE!!!]The Gauntlet, Part 2

[Cobalt Greywalker]

RE: Power Levels. The problems with the relative power levels (although I try to keep them roughly in sync) are one of the ways A.C. knows something is wrong.

Rob, you may want to keep an eye out for things for our dear Martian cop to use. Oh, and whether or not you're correct as to the reason for the troubles in the game will only be revealed at the end of the story. Hopefully Illl get there.

So, next scene. There's some swearing in this one, so it's under spoiler block.

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**18**

Spoiler

It had taken a few tries to get enough time to finally hook up one of the landmate black boxes to a tricorder, but it was now downloading the data as she worked her way around the arena, avoiding where she could the roving patrols looking for her.

Herunterladen abgeschlossen [Download Complete.] Laevatein announced.

A.C. mentally growled, pulling the tricorder out and cueing up the recording. It took a bit to fast-forward through the recordings, but when she found it she stopped in shock. Ignoring the cries of surprise from her guardian familiars, she rewound the data-stream. And did it a third time in a different setting, just to be sure.

The cyborg paged through what the data recorder had picked up before sortie. She added at some of the items. A minute of intense review later…

If she could have, she would have pulled the plugs on the sim there and then, dumpshock or no. As it was, she was rapidly loosing her patience with the whole thing.

The increasingly annoyed player ranted over the neuro-com while she and her tactical computer worked through the data for an angle.

Deimos asked.

A.C. snarked, resetting the tricorder and linking it to Laevatein.