[center][h1][color=6ecff6]The Institute - Day Two[/color][/h1][/center]

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[center][i]Sanctuary Hills, The Commonwealth[/i][/center]
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[url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/21/e3/be/21e3befb722126954503fd0a2be11506.jpg]Z9-23[/url]

A disguised Z9 sat amongst the ruins of Sanctuary Hills, having only arrived in The Commonwealth hours before. She'd been ordered by The Directorate to take a small team and hunt down the location of the Beryllium Agitator. The Enclave had not yet responded to their inquires, and time was of the essence. They could wait no longer. 

Coursers were not meant to blend in, but Z9 only needed to pass for a wastelander at a glance. The rest of her team consisted of three specialized Gen-3 SRB operatives, and each were armed and armored in slightly better weaponry than your average wastelander, but none of it was Institute based. In keeping with the lockdown protocol, no trace of The Institute's involvement could be known. 

The individual they were waiting for, colloquially known as "Trashcan Carla" was a merchant who had previously been a cooperative informant for the SRB, and she'd often passed intelligence reports and sightings of escaped synths back to them. As a well connected merchant in the north-west Commonwealth, they were hoping she would be able to provide some insight on the matter of the agitator. 

As she and her pack brahmin approached, Z9 stood up and walked over to greet her,

"Carla," She began, "I'm afraid we require your assistance once again. Rest assured, you will be well compensated as always. Nothing has changed in that regard. We've heard some intriguing reports of a valuable piece of technology having been recovered by Commonwealth scavengers. It may be making the Caravan rounds as well. Its known as a Beryllium Agitator. Have you heard of it?"