LXXXVIII: A Hole In Plug
With graceful steps, a beautiful woman in her thirties proceeded to enter a room after walking past a mixture of Syndicate guards. A blue and orange coat suspiciously watched each other at the entrance. Although, there were no head movements, their eyes constantly rolled in every direction beneath their helmet and would eventually end up on each others throat.
Pushing open the door, the woman walked in and tightly shut the door behind her, before scanning her surroundings. The room had a single source of light.
On the round table at the center of the room was a projector, producing a glow that was enough to give visibility on the room.
The silhouette of a blonde man could be seen leaning on the table with a hand. A raise brow before a soft smile instantly introduced the man to be Erik, one of the Exalted High Prince of Rygorant Syndicate.