[h1][b][color=yellow]"Omega"[/color][/b][/h1]

Omega raised an eyebrow beneath his helmet before looking at his bracers. Sol was silent, giving no insight to Omega. What Tia had said seemed legitimate, but it didn't make sense. 

"Roger that." Omega replied solemnly before flying down. He cursed when he moved too fast through the atmosphere. [i]It's so fucking hot
 I guess that's another improvement that needed to be made.[/i] He surrounded himself in a telekinetic barrier as he picked up speed. [i]Much better.[/i] 

Omega landed atop the HQ only to see that what Sol had informed him of was true. The military versus Conspiracy. Omega reached Tia and his helmet lifted from his head so she could look him in the eyes.

"What the hell is going on? How can they just take her by force? Can't your boss call them off somehow?" Omega's frustration was apparent.