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[colour=gray]The soft cushion of the mattress is tempting, perhaps she could just lie down for a while and no one would notice? She could feel a heat rising around her as a sense of urgency kicked in. Suddenly, her eyes are wide open. The once quiet setting of the apartment was suddenly engulfed in flames! She jumps out of bed, covering her mouth instinctively, and runs to a panel on the wall. She frantically hammers the touch screen. [color=f49ac2]"Fire suppression was remotely disabled, shit!"[/color] She takes a moment to look around, searching for answers in the chaos. She runs to the door but stops short. The front door stands closed as if in defiance. Her face contorts in exasperation as the fires consume the world around her. She tries the door panel but it's black, as dead as she'll be soon if she doesn't get out soon. [color=f49ac2]"Oh, for fuck's sake..."[/color] She reaches under a table close by, retrieves a pistol, cocks the slide back, and puts two rounds in the panel by the door in a smooth motion. The door panel shorts and sparks loudly as the door itself hisses to life. Finally, she escapes. She presses against a space behind her ear as she briskly jogs down the hall away from the disaster. [color=f49ac2]"Badou, pull the surveillance from my building, I want network records access too, and get down here with a car." [/color]

[color=00aeef]"AND CUT! Great job everyone, that's a wrap for today lets set up for tomorrow and get the hell outta here. Ana, you're amazing..."[/color] The director, a man in his late thirties named Arthur Williams, continues dishing out orders to the crew as Ana exits the set.

The holographic flames flicker off and Ana walks over to make-up as the MUAs flutter around her getting rid of the pounds of foundation and fake soot from the fake fire. [color=f49ac2]"Linda?"[/color] A young woman briskly walks over from across the set and stands in view of the vanity so Ana knows she's there. [color=fff79a]"What's up Ana?"[/color] Linda replies, face buried in a tablet about twice the size of your average smartphone. [color=f49ac2]"Can you call a car so it's ready when this is done?"[/color] Ana motions with her arms at her face with what little range is permitted when two make up artists are scrubbing you down. Linda gives a barely audible 'mhmm' and makes a few motions at her tablet, efficiently performing her tasks as always. [color=fff79a]"Going home, right?"[/color] Linda asks without looking up from her tablet. [color=f49ac2]"Yeah I think so..."[/color] Ana pauses as an MUA removes her lipstick. [color=f49ac2]"It's so hot today I might go for a swim too."[/color] 

Once the MUAs had finished removing the glam she was back to her normal self, which frankly, was still a sight to see. She returned her white tank top and panties to the costume designer and donned a flowing sky blue summer dress, a pair of sandal wedges, a wide brim sun hat, her purse for the day, and the traditional 'I'm a super famous actress but please don't notice me right now' oversize black shades. A fairly typical outfit for someone her age in Eden. By the time she had finished the car had arrived to take her home. Linda lived in the same penthouse with Ana, because Ana didn't like to live alone, so they shared the ride. Once again she left behind the lights, cameras, green rooms, and voice-over booths of the industry. The rather large complex of TV and movie studios was intimidating at first, now that she was a star it was even more so. There were more eyes on her than almost anyone in Morvai and the pressure was an ever-present weight on her shoulders. 

The car itself was rather simple yet luxurious, the ride was mostly quiet as both of them were decompressing from the day. Ana was leaning on Linda's shoulder staring at her phone with the contact list open. She was focusing on a single name [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4622504][color=ed1c24]Klaus Devin Jarsdel[/color][/url]. Linda glances over for a moment. [color=fff79a]"Just call him."[/color] Ana makes a cute moan and rubs her face into Linda's shoulder. [color=f49ac2]"What am I supposed to say!"[/color] Linda rolls her eyes. [color=fff79a]"Have you considered hello?"[/color] Ana let's out another cute moan. [color=f49ac2]"Then what? We haven't had a real conversation in over a year! Besides, he's probably in a business meeting or something..."[/color]

Linda is more distracted then usual so Ana gives her a inquisitive nudge. [color=fff79a]"Look at this-"[/color] Linda presents her ever-present tablet to Ana with a broadcast playing from MorCo. [color=fff79a]"-some terrorists thought it was a good idea to set things on fire today, I wish they would do peaceful protests or something instead of destroying people's homes. What do they think this will get them?"[/color] Linda's face was one of disgust. [color=f49ac2]"Maybe it's like in season two when the cyber-terrorist group, Black Cell, uses hacked maid androids to kidnap a dignitary?"[/color] Linda looks baffled. [color=fff79a]"What?"[/color] Ana let's out a hardy laugh. [color=f49ac2]"You don't watch my shows at all!"[/color] Linda get's flush.[color=fff79a]"Of course I do! I just haven't gotten around to watching season two yet.... or season one."[/color] Ana reaches into her purse for a vape pen, takes a drag, and blows it in Linda's face. Linda pretends to be disgusted but it's actually quite a sweet scent. [color=f49ac2]"Anyway, in the show Black Cell uses the kidnapping to divert government resources away from the actual objective of diving into the treasury funds and stealing bank information from the whole country."[/color] Linda gives an inquisitve look. [color=fff79a]"You think the fires are a distraction?"[/color] Ana takes another drag of sweet honey-scented vapor. [color=f49ac2]"I dunno, maybe? I mean terrorists are generally upset with the people in power right? So why attack civilian locations?"[/color]

[color=fff79a]"Who can say..."[/color]The car pulls up to the curb of their building, a towering spire of glass and luxury, and the door is opened by an attendant waiting for them. Ana hops out enthusiastically and smiles in passing at the young man standing in the hot sun dressed in a suit, sans jacket. Linda follows closely behind as they walk through the enormous lobby. [color=fff79a]"Call him."[/color] The walls are lined with expensive art, a very bored young woman sits behind a service desk seemingly wishing to be anywhere else at the moment. Across the large foyer the gold lined lifts wait to take the two up to their home. They enter the lift and Ana places her hand on a touchpad, it responds with an outline of her hand and turns green. [color=f49ac2]"Penthouse floor."[/color] The touchpad chirps a confirmation and the lift rises quickly. [color=fff79a]"You really should call your dad, I bet he misses you."[/color] Ana shifts uncomfortably in the lift as it slows to a stop. It opens to reveal the penthouse, an entire floor dedicated to a single owner (plus one). Despite it's luxurious style it's rather welcoming. The living space takes up the largest portion of the first floor and is surrounded by crystal clear glass windows that pour in natural light. The kitchen takes up a quarter of the first floor and is fully stocked with every amenity imaginable. The second floor was mostly bedrooms and access to the upper garden. Outside on the deck the pool could be seen through the glass walls as well as the lower garden. Everything was modern in style. The penthouse has four bedrooms but the two unoccupied rooms were converted into an office for Linda and a VR gaming room for Ana. The two threw their purses onto a nearby sofa in unison and plopped down. [color=fff79a]"Here I'll help!"[/color] Without warning Linda presses the call button on Ana's phone and scurries off upstairs. [color=f49ac2]"Traitor!"[/color] With the deed done all she can do is wait for someone to pick up...

[@Polaris North]

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