“You got it, Major” was all he said before he leaned back. He seemed to stare at nothing while his mind reached into the depths of cyberspace. He dropped in on a busy street in old New York City, and watched the people go by. A studious woman with fair blonde hair and old styled horn rimmed glasses stopped next to him and gave him a smile. “BB, where the hell did you get that skin?” he asked rather amused.<br/><br/>“It was lying around the net. I augmented it to a double D bust though. Do you like them?” BB asked, arching her back so the cannons on her chest aimed proudly at him. He hadn’t a clue what to do with that, and only gave her a bit of a nod “You did good. Here, take care of this for me” he said while his envelope was passed to her. “Taxi to Heathrow, credits on delivery, and an airship to our destination…make it look like it’s from some delivery company...you know, the cargo kind of thing.”<br/><br/>BB looked at him questioningly “Cargo?” to which an agitated Oni simply replied “well, we gotta get past security -somehow- so we don't get hassled!” and left it at that. BB shrugged and continued on past him, getting lost in the crowd. Meanwhile, Oni took a last look at the rather two tall buildings side by side and smiled before his image disappeared entirely and his eyes blinked a few times following his short visit to the net. The time difference only meant that he saw Anne just as she got out the door. With a grin and small nod to the secretary, he hurried to catch up with them and out the door.<br/>