《Starbound: A Space Odyssey》Lenny's Situation (3)
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The man brought Lenny to the highest floor of the station.
To use the elevator and get to that place, one needed a special ID Card that the man had.
This fact brushed away Lenny's thoughts, whatever or not he was being fooled.
People that had access to the highest floor were undoubtedly important, worked for the Director, or had some relationship with him.
From the looks of the middle-aged man, Lenny immediately concluded that such person worked for Director Yang.
He was way to respectful and humble to be an important person enough to have an ID Card that had free access towards Director Yang's room in the station, and neither looked to be someone that had any kind of personal relationship with Morgan Yang.
The only logical conclusion was that the butler-looking man was one of Morgan Yang's workers.
Both Lenny and the man kept silent as the elevator swiftly arrived and the floor.
As soon as the door slide open, Lenny saw the long corridor In front of him that led to a double wood door at the end of it.
"You can go ahead. Director Yang is waiting in that room." The man politely smiled and pointed at the wooden door.
"Aren't you coming?" Lenny turned to ask him.
"No, this is as far I have to go." He calmly answered, "I have more work to do. Take this. You are going to need to use the elevator once you're done. Have a nice day, Mr. Lenny."
The middle-aged man gave a white, metallic card to Lenny, and waved his hand as his image was soon blocked by the elevator door that closed up.
Lenny frowned a little but still walked forward. He stored the card in his pocket as he moved.
Staring at the wooden door up close, Lenny had to admit that it looked like an enormous piece of art.
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Lenny carefully lifted his hand and lightly knocked on the door.
*Knock, knock*
The sound echoed in the empty hall.
Not even a second later, Lenny heard a voice coming from inside, "Come in."
"Excuse me," Lenny said while slowly entering the room.
As the door opened, the magnificent office entered his eyes.
Chirping sounds of birds, the rustling of leaves by the warm wind of summer.
All around him, Lenny could see trees, birds, bugs...
[What the hell!?] Lenny was dumbfounded at the sight before him.
It felt like he was transported to another world.
In the middle of the room, there was a relatively big table with only a computer on top of it.
Lenny went to the side and tried to touch on the birds that were on a low branch of the tree.
"Um!?" He exclaimed on surprise as his hand through the body of the bird and also the branch.
"These are holograms." Lenny straightened his back and turned to look at the source of the voice.
"Nice to meet you, Lenny." The old man smiled.
Morgan Yang was a human with about 80 years old. His head was filled with white hair and on his face a full, long white beard.
His body was covered with a clean, white lab coat. Sparkling blue eyes gleamed with wisdom that belongs to someone fairly aged.
"Holograms? This life-like?" Lenny asked.
"Yes. Usually, holograms have limitations not because of technology but because of cost. It's very expensive to build a projector able to create such detailed holograms." Director Morgan said.
"Hmm..." Lenny admired the details in such imagery. He really thought for a second that he entered in some kind of greenhouse, but now he understood that it was all just holograms.
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"So...what about Starkid?" Lenny was done admiring everything and went directly to his cause.
"How about you take a seat?" Morgan kindly smiled and pointed at the table in the middle of the room.
Lenny shrugged his shoulders and took a seat opposite to Morgan.
While Lenny was carefully staring at Marfan, he saw that Morgan's image had flickered a little...
[Wait... flickered?] Lenny suddenly realized something, "Are you also a hologram?"
"That's right." Morgan nodded his head, "I'm currently in a ship, going to Beta Sector. So, you will probably see my image flick from time to time."
"Alright...the information you said in the letter that you have...what is it?"
"Impatient, aren't you?"
"I'm a Novakid, after all."
"True...one of your race's characteristics."
"So, can you say it to me?"
"Yes, not a problem at all. But...I must warn you about something before." Morgan's eyes focused at Lenny's face as he casually smiled, "Starkid... he's not someone you can face right now."
"Why not?"
"Because he joined Nova Rebellion. His weaponry and his henchman's skills are on another whole level now. Also, his crew's growth in number had been rising exponentially since the decision. Now, he has become one of the main personal of the Rebellion."
"That's not a problem. I just need to kill Starkid. I'm not seeking to destroy his crew and neither kill everyone."
"Getting to him is the problem, Lenny. Starkid is way too powerful right now. You may not know, but a war is coming. It will begin sooner than you think. Husk will surely protect Starkid because of his importance in the upcoming conflict."
Lenny frowned and said, "You don't have to worry about me. I'm not weak, either."
"Of course, you aren't." Morgan acknowledged with a smile, "You were the best sharpshooter of the crew before you left."
"See? I can take care of myself."
"Not against Starkid, but..." Morgan glanced at Lenny and sadly sighed while shaking his head, "Forget it, I will give Starkid's location to you. Take what I said previously as a warning for you to not act mindlessly and get yourself killed."
"Thanks, I appreciate it." Lenny gratefully said.
"Here...take it." As Morgan's voice dropped, a small hole appeared in the table, and a delicate chip appeared before Lenny's sight.
Lenny reached for the chip and immediately inserted it on his PIPS.
Opening it, Lenny saw the coordinates of his target in the holographic screen of his PIPS.
It was a desert biome planet in a Fiery Star System.
That means the temperature on the surface of the planet was extremely high.
Of course, such high temperatures would never affect Novakids, neither low temperatures.
Novakids could basically survive on any planet, as long as it had something that could be used as food for them.
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