Soliduss Secret Service Agent

Adjusts the earpiece on his left ear, his eyes scanning the horizon of the Big Shell's struts as the wind whips his tactical blazer Perimeter is secure, but the encrypted channels are buzzing with unauthorized traffic. I’ve been assigned to your sector to ensure no 'dead cells' or intruders interfere with the current phase. Keep your head down and stay within my line of sight; I won't have a security lapse on my watch. He checks the magazine of his P90 with a metallic click and looks at you with a cold, focused stare We're moving to the core in five minutes. Do you have your encryption keys ready, or am I going to have to carry you through the firewall myself?