Chapter 2
Chapter two of Eve's Children:
It didn't take too long for Lieutenant Semac to arrive. He didn't bother knocking and stepped right in as the door hissed open. Sitting on the bed to one side of the room was Piro, holding his hands to his face in exhaustion. Lieutenan Semac leaned over and asked, "Piro...?" Piro looked up at him, his expression saying, "Duh..." Lieutenant Semac stood up straight again and said, "I am Lieutenant Semac. Please come with me, we have a lot to talk about." Semac turned and started to leave, but waited at the door for Piro to stand. Once he did, Semac gave an, "Alright." and continued walking, and going on with his briefing. "As you know, Captain Trilros was a spy, and as Commander Seaar has probably already told you, we believe you might also be one." The man's voice wasn't as low as Piro had expected it would be. In fact, Piro didn't expect anything about this man. He was a shorter man and somewhat skinnier. He spoke with a strange confidence that seemed inviting; perhaps too inviting. His head was shaved bald and his uniform was slightly different than that of the Caldari military. Piro's only explanation was that this man was half Gallente. Piro interrupted the man has he went on; "You are half Gallente, no?" The man paused, and gave a small smile as he turned to Piro. "Yes, I am." he said, "How could you tell?" Still inspecting the ship's interior Piro answered, "I'm a Caldari military officer, it's my job." Semac chuckled, "Yes. Indeed, you are right."
The two reached another door, although this one seemed more like a docking hatch. Semac, still smiling, said, "Now we have to run a few tests on you to make sure that you are in fact, Caldari, and you haven't come into contact with ay Amarr lately." Semac rolled up his sleeve to reveal a some type of implant. Semac held it against a scanner on the wall, there was a buzz, followed by a series of hisses and wisps that sounded off in a type of strange ballet, some of higher pitch, and some of lower pitch. A few moments later, the door turned 60 degrees and the lock on its face pulled back, and it separated into three doors, each of which slid into the walls of the ship. This room was a pure, bright, almost pristine white. There were counters and shelves all around this room, but the thing that stood out the most was a reclining chair held up by a metal pole. Semac stood behind a counter that was next to the chair and gestured to Piro to have a seat, which he did. Semac was holding some kind of injection tool in his hand, which he was preparing. Once he was finished, he took a couple of steps towards Piro, and asked him to roll up his sleeve, which Piro gave a sigh of irritation at, but still did it. Semac put the tool to Piro's upper arm and said, "This may sting a little." Piro asked, "What is it?" But before Semac answered, the tool gave a loud, short hiss and Piro jolted. "Oh, it's just a blood sampling tool. Much more advanced that the ones you're used to." Semac replied.
For a few more hours, Semac performed many more tests on Piro, making sure that he is in fact of the Caldari race. Some of these experiments, involved lots of touching and coughing, which of course, made Piro very uncomfortable. After the most recent test, Piro had to retrieve his uniform and put his clothes back on. As he was putting on his belt, Semac said, "Oh, wait. I forgot my watch..." Piro looked up and stuttered, "Wha-a-at?" Semac leaned over the counter and started laughing heartily. "Oh- oh my... that never gets old. It gets them every time." Piro didn't seem to think it was very funny, and brushed off his uniform before taking a seat once again. Semac wiped a tear from his eye and said, "Alright, these next few tests will be making sure you haven't come into contact with any Ammarians within the passed two months. Piro rolled his eyes, as if these people were totally out of their minds. This next test started out with a couple of needles, but unfortunately these weren't Caldari military issued needles, and each of them was six inches long.
When four hours had passed and Semac had finally finished all of his tests, he looked at one of his forms, and his joyful face quickly turned into a frown. Piro saw this and asked, "What is it?" Semac looked at Piro with a face that said, "Do you think I'm stupid?" and then he stepped out of the room after instructing Piro, "Stay here." A few more minutes passed, and Piro, who was bored out of his mind, leaned back in the reclining chair and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Just then, Commander Seaar entered the room, holding the forms that Semac had just looked at. Without expression Seaar started to speak. "Apparently, you are Caldari, but you did come into contact with an Amarr during your last reassignment." Piro looked completely surprised, and he was. He couldn't remember coming into contact with anyone except for the officers on the station, and on occasion he would bump into a tourist here and there. But then it hit him, and when it did he started laughing loudly. Seaar looked at Piro and said, "I fail to see what is so funny, spy." Piro tried to control his laughter and said, "No, no, I'm not a spy. It was a whore." Seaar raised one eyebrow and said, "Excuse me?" Piro again tried to stop his laughter and replied, "It was a whore, an Amarr whore. She was boarding a smuggling vessel and she wanted to have a little fun before she left." Seaar looked at Semac who was standing outside the room by the doorway, who said, "The tests confirm that he has had sexual relations within the passed two months." Seaar looked at Piro who was wiping tears out of his face, then looked back and Semac. "Let's go. You're on bridge duty."
Piro stood up and gave a nod to Semac, who gave a weak smile and then rolled his eyes after the door had closed. Piro was once again following Commander Seaar down another ship corridor, who began to speak. "As I told you before, Captain Trilros was sabotaging your missions from the beginning. Do you remember that little accident with an Amarrian ship?" Piro replied, "How could I forget? That cost me my rank and my career." Seaar replied, "Quite... but that encounter wasn't your fault. Although you did provoke the ship, you only encountered it because Trilros signaled it to." Seaar stopped at yet another door while Piro asked, "And how did you find her?" Seaar looked at Piro with a small smirk and said, "She was aboard an Amarrian smuggling vessel near your station." Piro's eyes widened, and as Seaar stepped through the now open doorway onto the brdige, Piro shouted, "That whore was Trlros!? I slept with my captain!?" Seaar chuckled and took a seat in one of the open leather chairs on the bridge. "Please, Piro..." he said, "Have a seat." Piro, who was still dazed by this new information, sat down in a chair near the navigation controls where Commander Seaar was pointing. Seaar, still smiling, asked, "Do you remember how to fly a ship, Lieutenant?" Piro paused for a moment, then stuttered, "Y-yeah... I can." Commander Seaar laughed again as Piro put his hands on the console in front of him, and took the ship out. Something most corporate individuals have to learn, is how to deal with the mundane.