[ There are a few words that will always catch Agent Maine's attention. "Agent" and "Maine" are two of them. "Freelancer" is another.
Maine isn't close enough to catch every word of what's said. Part of that is because he's dealing with his own ... thing following him around. An advanced hologram, Maine guesses, though he can't figure out what its source is. It doesn't seem to do much other than stand around staring at him without reacting to a damn thing, like it's some kind of life-size windup toy. But it's still annoying to have the fucking thing clomping around after him.
The giant Freelancer rounds a corner in time to catch the tail end of the conversation. A conversation that's apparently taking place between two seemingly identical men. Are they twins or something?
His gold-domed helmet catches the light as Maine tilts his head slightly in curiosity (his doppelgänger remains utterly motionless at his side), wondering what he's walked in on. ]
The True... Shelf
Maine isn't close enough to catch every word of what's said. Part of that is because he's dealing with his own ... thing following him around. An advanced hologram, Maine guesses, though he can't figure out what its source is. It doesn't seem to do much other than stand around staring at him without reacting to a damn thing, like it's some kind of life-size windup toy. But it's still annoying to have the fucking thing clomping around after him.
The giant Freelancer rounds a corner in time to catch the tail end of the conversation. A conversation that's apparently taking place between two seemingly identical men. Are they twins or something?
His gold-domed helmet catches the light as Maine tilts his head slightly in curiosity (his doppelgänger remains utterly motionless at his side), wondering what he's walked in on. ]