“I told you that it was gonna go well” Vivan said to her brother through the com. She was back at her own little “base” where she sat in front of several computer screens with different things on them. One had a drawing program hooked up with a large drawing tablet, one was filled several security camera footages that switched around between others randomly when things happened. Few others were looking at the stocks and following the progress of corporations and businesses. Other screens were emails and accounts where she watched her and her brother’s profits and currently it had just increased massively. The payment had involved a lot of zeroes and a new arms dealer in their contact list. The deal was to incriminate a major executive of a military arms corp by, from what Vivan could track down, another executive to further his promotion. Now they could use him to 

“Yeah yeah, you were right” Vivan’s brother, Baldur, said as he drove his hovercraft through the city of Insurrection. The small craft had a holo screen for a computer, the front being fitted with armor plates and cameras to compensate the lack of visual. The small hovercraft was a two-seater though there was no one in the other seat. “Though I must say, the evidence I had to plant are rather surprising. He probably won’t see the light of day…despite that there’s barely any daylight through this polluted shit hole” Baldur said, looking at the sky through the holoscreen of his craft. “And all you had to sacrifice was that security guard’s life and the fact that he shot the crap out of your left hand. Genius” Vivan joked which made Baldur take his left hand off the wheel. It was clearly busted as he wasn’t able to move his little, ring and middle finger and unable to grab the wheel properly. It had been a point blank shotgun blast to the hand when the security guard had gotten lucky and seen him with his peripheral vision. The guard was now dissolving somewhere in the sewers of Insurrection or even digested by mutated alligators if the local myths were true. “Admit it, you just let it happen so you had an excuse to meet Dr. Echo. What? Hoping she’ll be in a slutty nurse’s outfit?” Vivian teased her older brother which only made him laugh. “Hah, you and your imagination. You probably WANT me to hook up with her because she is practically your idol now” Baldur countered with a grin on his face. “As if” retorted his sister and they continued with their banter. 

As Baldur arrived at the complex Echo’s little surgery table was located he landed the hovercraft nearby before exiting the vehicle. He locked it tight and activated the security measures which shock the car thief enough to scare him away. He made sure that his big gun was in his holster and a new pistol in his shoulder holster. He placed a special helmet on his head that was fitted with 5 lences, one in the middle, larger than the other two while two were in the place of each of his eyes. He walked up to Echo’s facilities and rang the doorbell. “Echo, need my hand fixed. It’s Gideon” he said, using his current alias.