FangTheCat the_guy545
((I feel like this is going to be some mini-event before factions start communicating with the A.R.S.E. so...))
[ACT 1]
Conflict of interest
tap... tap... tap... tap-tap, tap, tap... tap... tap... tap-tap, tap, tap...
That's DOVAN tapping his left foot actuator to some mellow beat - he seems to have a fragment of a simulated individual whom is musically inclined. Waiting alongside him on the elevator are two Striker-model Sim-Program androids, armed with scary claw-like apparatuses and a wrist-mounted contraption with a "flammable" sign on it. For some reason, those contraptions are welded shut by some safety mechanism, but the claws aren't. Squad Leader DOVAN himself is brandishing some sort of fancy assault rifle, has three ocular outputs (what humans mistake as mechanical 'eyes') and heavier-than-average armor. Still not enough to match a power suit, though.
The elevator they are riding on slows and then stops. Floor 350 - CEO suite. Showtime...
...or it would be if the elevator BESIDE the one they came out of didn't open up as well (FangTheCat). DOVAN raised a mechanical fist, signaling the Striker-Class androids to stop for a moment. They brace themselves for a surprise guest...