[b][i][u][color=39b54a]PLX-395[/color][/u][/i][/b]

	Plex followed Griffin up the stairs, but he did not climb the stairs like his fellow agents. Rather, he leaned forward, as if preparing to leap. Automatically, two very small thrusters emerged from his pack, and he began drifting up the stairs, just fast enough to keep up with the group. Once they arrived their destination, someone designated as "The Elder" informed them of their mission. When the item lists were handed out, Plex quickly scanned the information, logged it away in his mission files, and, following Griffin's example, burned the list using a small precision laser that extended on a thin metal arm from his tool pack.

	As Plex logged more data on their mission, more people began showing up. The more people arrived, the more information he had to scan, catalog, and in some cases, set up short cuts for. He had been caught in an analytical cycle, but something broke him out of it. There were two incorrect files. No, not incorrect, [i]additional.[/i] Files of people he had not yet encountered, files he knew he had not created. Before he could figure out what was going on, however, a vibration shook the room, somehow disrupting Plex's HUD. 

	The rumble become a howl, and Plex's HUD sprang back to life. It was locked onto Griffin, the source of the howling. Plex's HUD glowed a dull red as a single word flashed across it; [b][color=ed1c24]OBEY[/color][/b]. Plex's thrusters immediatly shut off as he stood at attention, facing Griffin. Any lingering loyalty to his mother ship faded entirely. Of all the individuals he had met so far, Griffin was the only one trying to do things as a unit, rather than multiple individuals. His comments about the Elder showed that he valued each member for their specialized skills. There was no doubt in Plex's mind, Griffin, though inexperienced and slightly temperamental, was the most suited to lead.

	After that, more people arrived. One of them, an older gentle men, seemed to be vying for the leadership position. Plex couldn't help resenting him ever so slightly for it. He also suspected the man's cocky nature may be compensation of some sort. The man's age suggested wisdom, but the improvised weaponization of his own arm seemed to indicate he wasn't one to plan ahead. Before following Griffin, Plex made sure to stop in front of Micheal, and make direct eye contact for exactly one second. He intended to subtly convey through body language that he did not respect the older man as a leader.

	As Plex drifted along after Griffin, he hoped his message had not been misunderstand. He did not disrespect Micheal as a member of the unit, just as a leader. He also did not harbor any personal dislike for him.



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