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This Week: Posting from my WiP "The Girls From Alcyone II: Freelancer."
This week I'm changing focus back to Sigrid (the real heroine of TGfA). On a mission for her mistress, Hitomi Kimura, Sigrid prepares to infiltrate one of the many factory compounds on Bellatrix for a little bit of industrial espionage.
The last of the barriers loomed before her; a five meter-high wall of blackened, filthy permacrete.
Sigrid unslung the thin cord at her waist, attached the grappling claw to the hook on the end. With a quick spin, she tossed the claw upward, gently guiding its trajectory toward the beveled edge of the wall five meters above. Sensors embedded in the claw's teeth instantly analyzed the surface composition, creating and injecting a bonding agent strong enough to hold better than a metric ton; more than enough for Sigrid's fifty-four kilo frame.
In a blink, she was up and over, scaling the wall in three easy strides, lowering herself to drop silently down into the factory-complex beyond.
As imposing as the wall might be from the outside, here on the inside Sigrid was confronted with the true nature of factory's design. Everything from the thick, towering walls, topped with razor-wire; the suicide-netting slung beneath the armored windows of the tenements; it was all designed designed to keep the indentured workers in rather than keeping the riffraff out.
Riffraff, Sigrid thought, with a smile. I've been called worse.