<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/9JXYlnH.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>The Ray<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Headquarters, Main Briefing Room<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>2 weeks after the Epoch War, 2 Days Before First Mission, Middle of the Night.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Content:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Sat of the floor, back against the wall with a laptop sitting beside him and the only current source of light in the briefing room. Multiple cords were connected into his adapters and in turn connected into the main server, lines of code, diagnostics, security checks and all manner of other check ups were being performed as he watched over each other them. Something about this scene brought him back to his youth, "Night Boy" but the truth of the matter was this place really reminded him of his days in the Watch Tower. He'd helped then at that time doing as he was doing now, easily regarded as one of the best programmers on the planet though truthfully he was a second string in that capacity too. Cyborg had nearly everything on lock and key. Not that he minded, he learned so much from him, from all of them. He had felt that he was so close to being invited as a more active member and pulled from the depths of the reserves.<br/><br/>Now that would never come.<br/><br/>The darkness cloaked the table, the chairs and all the things he wasn't yet ready to see or remember. Sure, he accepted the invite. How could he not? It wasn't how he wanted it. Nothing was.<br/><br/>He was impressed though, this place was state of the art and all security checks were passed as he familiarized himself with the ins and outs to make sure that he would be able protect this place from any sort of attempt to compromise the systems. Closing the security console and administrator terminal he rose up to his feet and shutting the laptop closed. He hadn't yet met any of the others who had volunteered, though he had heard about a few of them. One of them he was familiar with, they had worked together before in a limited capacity. Ryan Choi. It would be good to see a friendly face. Once he finished with making sure all of their electronic security concerns were at least not a concern he could spend a bit more time to meet and greet. Not that he really needed to do any of this, someone had kept this place very up to date. He didn't bother trying to figure out who or why at the moment but that would be a question he wanted answered as he didn't want some one being able to just pull the plug or override their defenses just because they felt like it. Even if he had to go line by line, he'd figure it out.<br/><br/>Stepping over to the table, he began to unhook everything he had step up. He kept telling himself he was ready for this. He had to be.<br/><br/><br/>