Anne was woken by her message box pinging once.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=79824.msg3713482#msg3713482">Quote from: Amazon on 02-10-2010, 18:19:35</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"> "Nikita Stack, in." <br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Anne did not acknowledge the message. She simply looked around. Oni and Maria were both sat, quite immobile. Lyn was asleep close to the cargo hold. Anne contacted her AI.<em>Iffy, I take it you are monitoring discreetly?</em><br/><br/><em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Of course, Major. They are unaware of my presence. Oni is carrying out your instructions to the letter but not to the spirit. He is still squeamish about killing.</span></span></em><br/><br/><em>Hmm. Have to do something about that...</em><br/><br/>Anne shrugged and set a subroutine in her implant to explore possible scenarios where Oni would be forced to take another human life using his skills as a hacker, then turned over and went back to sleep.<br/><br/>She awoke several hours later feeling much refreshed and in need of a piss. The airship's toilet relieved that need. Oni and Marie were not in the cabin, but quiet noises were coming from the galley. Lyn was still dosing quietly. Anne headed for the cockpit, to check their position. The autopilot had them exactly where they were supposed to be, just about to enter Trinidadian airspace.<br/><br/>She smiled and contacted Air Traffic Control, giving route and destination. It would be time soon. She stayed at the controls for now. It was good practice flying an airship anyway. The weather in Trinidad was, as ever, hot. There was a slight overcast this morning, and they were flying above it. The early morning sun was, at this altitude, just beginning to tint the Eastern sky a pretty shade of pink.