Danny wondered if it would be that simple, if they would be able to find someone through the security feeds, those who had access to the machine and herself included.<i>They</i>; she appreciated his insight into her concerns. “ It is a good idea.” She would need his help in the following days and she would see to it he will be rewarded in the manner he deserves.<br/><br/>She smiled and her body swayed with the light motion of the lift. It was quiet tonight, the music wasn't playing like it usual did during the day.<br/><br/>The lift would stop and the doors would slid open with a pleasant chime. She had barely stepped past the doors, but paused. “Seriously?” Danny didn't know how to react to being called beautiful. She cleared her throat when he mentioned if she was even a Conway...<br/><br/>“I suppose we could get something to eat sometime? I mean you look you like to eat.” She gritted her teeth at how awkward that was but continued walking dawn the illuminated hallway. “ It be good for me to get out more and away from work...anyway.” Her apartment was six rooms down from the lead way, the door like all the others in the well numbered, hers was 100; the first housing level of the well.<br/><br/>She'd face him. “Thanks for spending some time with me and for the drinks.” If he'd want to contact her he'd be able to by her room number; of course she wouldn't let him know she'd be seeing him tomorrow anyway, he might change his mind about her...it'd be really ballsy after all.  Danny had to refrain from saying she'll see him tomorrow at the meeting.<br/><br/>“Have a good night.” She waved her hand and him, the door sliding open as she stepped backwards lights inside flickering on and then they closed.<br/><br/>She'd stand facing the door for a while with a smile on her face. Going to the club turned out not to be so bad.<br/><br/><i>Beep. Beep. Beep.</i>The sound came from her computer it was a message from the hospital. The message informed her about the pilots condition. When she was forcefully sent home by a relieving doctor the pilot had been stable, his wounds disinfected and treated accordingly. However the injuries he sustained where beyond anything they could do and he passed during the night.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center">- - -​</div><br/>Exhaustion made her eyes dark and tired; she laid in bed awake staring at the ceiling with the lights off. She wanted to drift away but sleep never came. Instead she got up. To much had happened today for the worse and the good, the gears in her head still spinning and they weren't going to stop. She decided she'd go take a look at the mech..why not? Only three more hours until 6 am and she'd have to see Case 149A.<br/><br/>The appointment would be changed from her office in the hospital to her lab in Conway tech. He'd be informed through a memo, of course as a precaution she sent the memo to Dr. Mitt just to make sure Case 149A got it.<br/><br/>Mo, Danny's little A.I kept guard of the remains, snoozing right on top of the pile. The doors slid open with a eerie hiss and the lights automatically came on. She'd spend those three hours going over the data Mo pulled from the security and the data she took from the monitoring station. She also examined the pieces of the mech looking for anything unusual.<br/><br/>Something occurred to her while looking over Obsidian and it was in concern with Case 149A. The purpose of that particular project sent the hairs on the back of her neck to stand up. If he fell into the wrong hands, if something were to happen to him the outcome could be devastating.<br/><br/>If this was an inside job; whoever it was may know about Case 149A, the entire system was breached. With the intentions not only to ruin the mech but to harm several dozen people in process meant it was a small attack. He was one of their deadliest weapons.<br/><br/><i>Obsidian</i>. Danny delicately traced her hand along the broken bits of the machine's arm. There deep within the metal and remaining strands of data, the ghosts; she sensed currents of electricity. She would rebuild him.<br/><br/><b>5:50 am</b>. Danny sat in her desk chair snoozing, Mo who had changed his shape from the gecko into a miniature mech was draped over her shoulder, also sleeping.