<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1.35em;">Darren thought about it.  He had to remember the person…the mind he was talking to had no knowledge of the last twenty-plus years.  “The Syndicate?  That is one I have not heard of in a long time.”  Watching as a chair appeared for Mechano-Lad.  It made sense he was more comfortable in the construct than Darren.  “I have no intention of making you a slave bot or doing anything against your will.”  He concentrated and made his own chair appear.  It took more effort than he had imagined.  </span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1.35em;">“I won’t even have to lie about the device only working for me.  I had to take some liberties with your brother’s original design to make it work.”  He sat down in the chair.  “The new host is completely organic.  They want me to revive you into a teleporter’s body.  And once you are in…it might be harder to extract you again.”  Darren wrestle with the thought of telling him it was a female body.  But perhaps he would save that for his next visit.</span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1.35em;">“I have some more work to complete.  I will leave your running until then.  When I come back I will have some more information for you.”  Darren’s image reached to lift something off his head and then he was gone.  </span><br/><br/>