Slowly, Piotr eyebrows emerged over the edge of the console. The disembodied face was still there, floating placidly beyond the borders of the main screen.
"Name's Atlas," it stated, easily. Impression of a hand extended in friendship. "How are you called?"
"Captain. Né Piotr. Pleased to make your acquaintance."
"Hm. I think I shall call you Piro."
"That's... not my name." Eyelids suddenly drawn tight.
"There's been an update. I think you will find that it is now."
Piotr's hand traveled instinctively to his holster, automatically thumbing his login. Abruptly, access was denied. Authentication error.
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