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Location: Rocktech Main Complex; Rock-Tower
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The swift intervention of the MSU and local police had prevented a much greater tragedy from unfolding, and while information was still sparse, it pointed towards one specific terror group being behind the attack, but who was still unknown. Thankfully, it seemed that it was only the one attack at the site, as sad as the tragedy was, to have more elsewhere, well, one couldn't be blamed for a sigh of relief. Emergency services had arrived as soon as it was confirmed to be secure, and relief services had stepped in, along with disaster clean up, in the form of Rocktech providing their services to tend to the wounded, and construction crews to remove debris. But in the eyes of the CEO, it wasn't enough, and tendrils of discussion had been pushed out towards the MSU and Azure City authorities discussing the possibility of coordinating efforts in the future, with the offer of new equipment, or even the deployment of the still in development Urban Pacification Units(aka those drones I spoke of in her profile). The only thing asked for in return would be information or access to files for future research, such as data on the mutants involved in the attack, or future matters. While an outsider might find it odd, she wanted the information accessible so Drake could datamine it and hopefully detect information traffic that could spot and predict attacks before they happened, and hopefully, with enough advance notice, stop future plots. What Drake thought of Serene's plan was a mystery...

Regardless of how upcoming talks went, from the comfort of her control room overlooking the entire complex, Serene mulled, having ordered efforts on the new drones and her personal power suit to be accelerated. On the one hand, she wanted her robots ready to assist in defending, even if they weren't the strongest, to be better prepared, on the other hand...her desire to help others drove wanting to have the suit ready. And if it helped her get closer to other mutants or people, that would be good. She wanted to fit in...even if she was probably that one type of Mutant everyone was afraid of due to her powers. Oh well. Fingers tapped against the arm rest of her control room chair, her colorfulness at stark contrast to the gunmetal grayness of the room, mimicking a certain villain's own command center. She was waiting, but for what, couldn't be said. She was a genius sure, but sometimes, all you can do is...play the waiting game.

The past two days had left her a lot to think about, that was for sure. Drake was busy allocating more resources to the drone and armor programs, mostly assigning more scientists who specialized in the right fields. Sure it meant pulling them away from other projects, but the latest smartphone could wait, it wasn't like kids would need it. Same for other programs. One step at a time, towards the future. Whatever that future held...