"Lattimer! I swear, you touch these settings again and I will bronze you!" A woman with fiery red hair called from a table surrounded by small shelves that were filled with many information cards. She seemed to be toying with a ray gun made of crystal glass, bronze, and copper, giving it a very steampunky look.
"You said you could make it change colors!" The muscular man with spiky brown hair stuck his tongue out, like a child, even though he was near his fourtys now.
"What's going on down there?" A grumpy voice called from a room above the office they were in.
"Just Pete getting on my nerves for the billionth time this month.." The red-head muttered.
A large man, wearing brown, descended the spiral staircase. "What was that?" He asked. He had dark brown hair and a thin, short beard, both peppered with grey hairs.
"Nothing, Artie."
"Alrighty, then." Artie eyed her. "Claudia, have you seen Steve and Myka? They should have been back from inventory nearly two hours ago!"
"No, I've been to busy trying to fix Pete's failure in technoligy."
"Hey! it's not my fault that we can't all be techy-geniuses!" Pete pointed at her accusingly.
"Whatever. I'll deal with this, and you," She jabbed his shoulder with her finger, but in a sister annoying a brother kind of way. "later. I'll go find our partners.." Claudia plopped into a chair in front of a desk and started typing on the steampunk keyboard.
"Good. Pete, I need you to go get-"
"Hold up, something's not right.." Claudia waved Artie over to the computer moniter.
Pete and Artie stood over her, curiously.
"I tracked their body-heat signatures and I found them near the Bronze Sector, but there's something weird.."
"Which is?" Artie prompted.
"There's four heat signatures, all stationary."
"Can you pull up the Bronze Sector security feed?"
"Working on it.." She typed for a moment and pulled up the black and white feed. "What the [heck] is that?"
"I don't know.."
"What? What's what?" Pete stared at the screen.
"In the corner. See?" Claudia pointed it out to the agent.
"It's a... blue box?"
The techy zoomed in on the box, hidden in the corner of the screen. "Police box?" She read the label.
"We need to get down there.."
