2780-Space City Iron Lake (044165)-Fall (2)

*she has a sexy voice, with a light rasp, she talks tough often.*

P.O.V Patrice

[what am I supposed to do about this] I whispered aloud, this wasn't going to be easy as I expected it to be.

If only reconnaissance class was my first best subject instead of my second best subject. I would be a lot more confident about this. Anyway, I should know about, enough about recon, to teach the subject, so this probably barely matches my skill level.

I don't need to be worried about them knowing it's me. Instead, them finding me in the actions of it, before getting to my destination on the ground floor.. would be a bad headache. I'll take the fine and pay it off at the end of my school term. Now instead I had to camouflage myself in the process of traveling through the spaceships defensive systems.

Talk about a wreck; if I ran into another soldier, they could either take me to prison or earlier to class, if it's not class its bad.

[tch] sound with my mouth.

So I had to be sneaky in a way that could trick their several surveillance cameras and noise reading systems. I would have to slightly distort my face and change my gait in all the security cameras on the way there, to not be figured out.

Just how long could I do that in just maybe a few minutes?

before the surveillance system detect an obvious logic flaw, the alarms would be sounded, and they would sending the nearby security officer to my surroundings,

Only jurisdictive officers would be sent to this area space of the ship, so I had roughly an hour before all of them could surround me. 1 hour and 30 minutes, exactly what was the amount of time I'd be given from the moment I entered that door to find an exit that leads to class.

Not to mention id probably have to find at least three access ports from here. That would mean whenever I entered an access port; I would have to fool the based security.

Security, Security where forth out thou security, I scanned that area with my phone, id wasted plenty of cash, all into my phones recon applications programs, so to know the whereabouts of less hidden or more compromised security systems was easy.

*Snip! Snip!*

I started making indentations to some of my dresses; this trick makes it so that I can wear the same dress three times in front of a different camera by changing its shape. Like this, it would break away in certain places to blend. The last dress would be a miniskirt, so ill be showing off some ass.

Oh well, I hated my jeans, so I didn't pack any.

*snip! Snip! Snip!* and a bag full of dresses turn into 57 different outfits, and 19 permanent miniskirts.

oh the attention, Note to self-buy jeans.

I opened up my makeup bag, to see all of the choices I had, a few times more makeup sampling than the average girl, this was different from makeup, it was my battle gear. I could fool recognition systems for miles with them. If they didn't require DNA scanners. While the area was off access, it was still near civilian systems, so that the security would be more lax than fierce.

I just had to relax; I bet I could just hop inside the portable trenches and be fine. Those workers up ahead were probably delivering food to some sanctioned zone or something. If I can hop inside without them seeing me. I just had to figure out if they were civilian workers or student soldiers.

If they weren't soldiers, it would be easy to sneak around them. I had to disguise my biological readings well. Hopefully, they weren't carrying a box of crackers or some shit like that.

It's twisted, but you could hide human biologics in a mound of food. Scanners couldn't distinguish the two unless they take more intricate samplings.

I had to go get it, I finished my first disguise with a smudge to my face, it was a light covering, but it would be hard for them to discover me, and it left me more space to add makeup concurrently.

Here we go.

Narrator

Patrice donned a disguise and exited from her hiding place towards the group of fifty passing workers, they were taking a few secret pathways inside a couple of buildings, moving a few miles ahead of her.

replacing one of the workers would be a problem for her, as she didn't have any skills to fake an I.D., but if she could get herself put into their transport, she had a chance.

It would take a minute to catch up to them; then they would enter the Entry access point together. That way if they weren't a group of soldiers. She could get past them.

If Zatland were here, he wouldn't be able to tell who was a soldier and who wasn't, but Patrice who grew up around them here on Iron Lake; knew the answer to that problem

And it all stemmed back to a time; she had attempted to pull a certain practical joke, on a certain Impractical soldier...