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We'd love to.
*Stands as well with a smile, cup in hand*
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I—...
*Glances over to Vector*
*I turn and head for the door. As we pass through, space warps and seethes for a moment, and we are somewhere else.*
*We stand atop the flat concrete roof of an office building, its tinted windows gleaming in the city lights. Overhead, the night sky roils with dark clouds; it's not raining, but it's not far off from it either. The surroundings form an endless sprawl of urban construction, a yawning monster of steel and glass and asphalt. Jumbotrons mounted atop the various buildings display advertisements for all manner of luxuries, from the mundane--fine dining, cruises, exotic entertainment--to the fantastical--domestic service androids, autonomous cars, and pleasure journeys across the Solar System. Interspersed between the ads are recruitment messages depicting men in mottled camo exo-armor and icons of a black flag with thirteen gold stars arranged in a circle, a single larger star in its center.*
The Sol Cooperative. The City of Union, to be more specific. Beautiful, isn't it? In a brutalist, technocratic sort of way.
This is an illustrative tool of sorts; I'll bring us back in a moment.