[Nexus] Inside 40

[The Alexandrian]

[Blue Zone - Private Sector -Crier Pharmaceuticals - Building 3 - Streets]

Hackers!

Spec, without warning and with deliberate celerity, backs away from from the flashy hostile. Is she backing off, thereby surrendering to her enemy? Could she be throwing in the metaphorical towel? The answer to that query would be a most definite no. Spec suddenly bursts forward in surge of energy, a blur lowering herself to the ground and sliding upon it, left hand snatching the Uzi as she skids past it. She slips under the heavy oaken desk in the center of the room and continues through the gap in its lower midsection at breakneck speeds. She brings her light-katana up to defend her torso, blade slanted diagonally across her chest. She takes a bead on Trium's chest and begins her attempt to pepper Trium with a thick spray of hollow-point bullets, smirking all the while.

Spec is probably going to zip right out the window if she doesn't slow down drastically very soon.