Maya Hajsafi hated the cold. One could blame the Persian blood that coursed through his veins, one could blame his general distaste for the real world and all the trappings that came with it. Maya blamed the fact that the cold was terrible in general and he needed no explanation for it. It was this tendency to avoid the frigid wind and rains of the winter that almost led him to skip the breakfast meeting this morning under the guise of an illness or something of the like. But Meadows-sama really wanted everyone to be there, and he couldn't turn down an order like that. Especially from one of the few people he actually respected and somewhat liked. She was a breath of fresh air in the Tokyo sector when she came in, and for her and the group, Maya would endure Mother Nature's chilly temper tantrum.

The discussion had soldiered on without many contributions from Maya. There wasn't much for him to say. Spending a bunch of time locked in a flat, studying coding languages and eating whatever the daily special was of the rotating stable of delivery places around Aoyama didn't make for a gripping narrative. He could talk about his latest excursion into the DgtWld as a patron. He made a couple alterations to the beach side cabana in Antigua he frequented, merely by subbing the Arty remix of "Piece of Mind" in the playlist out for the Myon and Shane 54 Summer of Love version, but he doubted that was stirring either. The plan was to merely eat his hash browns and drink his orange juice, nodding in time when it was called for and contributing some brief opinions. The buzzing of everyone's phones at once was almost welcome as it meant an opportunity to work and actually be productive for a change, although it did mean he would be doing it hungry.

After Meadows-sama led the way to a nearby cafe, Maya plunked down on one of the forest green bean bag chairs in the corner and logged in, materializing behind the others as digital forms replaced flesh ones. Atomik was a bit confused at first to see the gentlemen in the sunglasses standing before them. "This doesn't seem-" she started to say as static filled the area around them. "What the..." It was more than a random burst of interference as the man soon disappeared in a cloud of data, dispersing into the ether. [i]Even if this agent wasn't Gvn-sanctioned, there's no way he should have been cut out so easily...[/i]

As the suit faded away, Crystal seemed willing to take control of the situation herself. Atomik would have offered the opinion that she didn't think he'd be coming back soon after that, but she never had the chance. The static from before seemed to be manifesting itself audibly now, and it was downright painful. She was normally sensitive to other sounds, but this was overwhelming even for Atomik. She instantly dropped to her knees and held her hands to her ears, trying desperately to block it out, at least long enough to try and make an escape, but it was too much. She couldn't even move. She could barely think! It wasn't long before her body was completely shut down and she collapsed onto the grid below.

Crystal was talking as she came to. About what, it was tough to say for now. Atomik was just concentrating on rebooting her body after such a dreadful experience. She was splayed out on the ground as she woke up and she struggled to get up into even a push up position. The soft violin and piano music playing in the background helped assuage matters somewhat, it was definitely better than that horrible screeching, but as she rolled over to see Crystal sitting up, BreGle still groggy and...no one else, she grew worried about the fate of the other two.

The leader was convinced of Hacker work at the root of this problem, and Atomik saw no reason to disagree with that assessment. Crystal reached up to the sky as if to get a feeling for the surroundings around them. "It feels better than winter, that's for sure..." The breeze and the sun worked in conjunction with the surroundings to try to generate a sense of calm, and it was working for the most part. The terrain suggested a Himalayan retreat, the buildings suggested a restoration of Angkor Wat, and the statues around them...almost seemed like Ancient Egyptian deities? It was a weird mishmash of cultures and it kept the sense of unease alive in Atomik. It wasn't prevalent but it was there. And other questions persisted. [i]If we were Hacked, why were we brought here? What Hacker would want us so at ease? Why would they go through such lengths to create this for us?[/i] Atomik was clearly puzzled.

The plan seemed to be to move on, try and locate Cypher and Apex and get some bearings on where they had been sent. Atomik finally clued in that maybe her cannon would be a good thing to have on this excursion and luckily it rested near where she landed. Crystal had settled on the large building with the halo surrounding it. Surely whether it held a vantage point or the head honcho it would provide some answers. Atomik settled in line behind Crystal and started to move behind the leader, weapon drawn and set to 4 for the moment. Keeping quiet was a bit more of a challenge though in the face of all these questions running through her head. "Crystal, what is this? This place, it's nothing like I've seen before in the DW. I'm pretty sure it can't be all sunshine and eagle dudes."