ATRA fixes: The U.N.S.C.
Planet Reach: Lagerburg City, 6th street.
Jan 5, 2517.
Catherine Halsey sat down in the rather uncomfortable chair of the waiting room. She had received a message, on copy paper she might add, three days ago. The message contained orders from a group known as ATRA, she was to report to their main office here in the small city of Lagerburg. She was surprised to say the least, this... city was a backwater moa farming community with few factories hardly a place for a high command office. But she didn't delay, she couldn't after all these people whoever they were, apparently had been given power over ONI themselves. So here she was sitting in a rather spartan waiting room, with only an automated receptionist and her datapad to preoccupy her.
"Mr. Sharmont will see you now Ms. Halsey." said the holographic receptionist. 'Finally' she thought. Halsey quickly passed through the door leading to the office of said Mr. Sharmont.
The office was filled with relics from the 21st century, everything from old cellular 'smart' phones to old combat rifles. In the center was a man seated at a desk, he appeared to be pouring some kind of liquor into a glass, whiskey she guessed from the color.
"Is this some kind of joke?" halsey said. for the first time since her teens halsey was dumbfounded, this organisation had the gall to claim priority over ONI, only to send her to some back water farm town, all so she could meet a lush.
"Depends, you consider your SPARTAN II project a joke?" mr. sharmont said, not even looking up from his glass. Sharmont then took a large gulp from his drink "'cause i don't see what's so fucking funny." he brought his gaze up to meet hers.
"Very well Mr. Sharmont you have my attention." halsey said quickly remembering her manners, it was obvious now that Sharmont was in the know about her and that meant he was in the know about ONI.
"Ok lets get down to business then." he said. Sharmont reached into a drawer and brought out a large file, he dropped the file onto his desk and slid it over to Halsey. "just follow the orders in these documents and you'll get all the funding you need." he gulped down the rest of his drink, burped and then stood "come with me." he said.