Pico was still frozen. Had been for many years now. He knew nothing of the human who had subjected herself as a volunteer for experimentation. Nothing about the human who made herself an experiment. He was not aware of anything. Not even the passing of time. He didn't even know the man he had called Pops had passed away the year prior to this. He was oblivious to anything. He wasn't even breathing due to being chriogenically frozen. He began to dream. This was the first time dreaming. It was a strange dream where he was walking through an area he had never seen. Staring at the place where the lab was. He had never seen the outside of it but his summon had. He was seeing through her eyes right now. There was trees but he could tell that it was where the lab was. There was so many trees now. <<span style="font-style: italic">What is that Mexoa? -It is the area where you were born.- Where I was born? Is there other places like it? -Yes many. One day you may see them. For now...for now you are safe.- Safe? Safe from what? -I cannot say. I merely know you were in danger before now and you are still safe. Safe like that old man wanted.- I do not understand...</span>><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">~~~~~~~~~Inside the cooperation~~~~~~~~~</div><br/><br/>Name: Mixer<br/>Age: Unknown<br/>Race: ???<br/>Gender: ???<br/>Eye color: Unknown is always seen with shades on or color changing contacts<br/>Abilities: Fake Id making, Breaking and Entering, Under ground networking, Guns, Scaling walls, Using objects to scale ceilings, soft foot steps, getting in and out of places unseen and unheard, Information Recon, Voice changing, disguises amongst many other things known only to spies.<br/>Flaws: Has a life debt complex towards Ka, Bipolar (keeps balanced by created shots), Minor schitzerphrenia<br/>Appearance:<a class="postlink" href="http://i727.photobucket.com/albums/ww276/watersprit03/l.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Short Bio: A person who neither exists nor ever existed. A spy in all rights gone rogue. Given leave yet still has all the resources and talents of one. When Ka saved his/her life he/she developed a complex about owing her and will help her with anything. Even changing her identity down to a social security number and everything involved with it.<br/><br/>Mixer slipped in past the security. They barely even noticed that more a soft thumping when he went into the air conditioning. Which he timed to be right when the air conditioning would kick on. Then he crawled through the air ducts until he got over the file cabinet. Watching through the grates until the occupant of the room left in a hurry. Locking the door. He pried the grate up and set it to the side. Attached something to the wall of the air vent and lowered himself out of it. Landing in the head man's office and saw the file he was looking for. The one on Project PICO. Interesting. He shifted his gaze left to right. Not a movement. He replaced it with a folder with the same label and false documents. Pulling on the lever and pulled up into the air grate. Putting it back in place. He then made his way back out the building. Vanishing into the night.<br/><br/>An hour later he slipped in through the motel room by breaking into her second floor window. He walked over to her. "Mission completed. I brought the top secret file I told you about." He handed it to her. "Something called Project PICO. Looked it over. Merely contains documents describing the general location and clues of a rare item hidden deep within the hidden lab." He said. Reading in case she struck out at him as she tended to do.