(Re)Start Intermission A, Part 1

Clara sat in her office,thinking hard about what she had seen in her past, comparing it to what she had seen now.

She was staring at the surveillance cams of some of their most rebellish properties, checking for abnormalities, finding none.

„It all just makes no sense!" She quietly talked to herself „Why would those beings fight for freedom when they don't even know what it is? They are to primitive to even understand the value of freedom, so why would they fight for it?
I just don't understand."

When she had finished that thought, the communicator beeped.

„Clara Zyrox, Lead Field Operation Planning and Execution Manager, INSINE Ω Inc., how can I help you-oh, it's you sir!
Yes, I will come to you immediately."

„Today's the day I will finally impress him!" She went back to herself after hanging up, getting to her feet, moving to her bathroom to quickly put some make-up on.

When she looked into the bathroom mirror, she saw the person, she usually saw when looking into a mirror.
A young woman in a white work dress, her brown eyes and short brunette hair contrasting with the green vines on her head, looked back at her.
„Looking great today!" Clara forcedly joyfully said to her reflection, applying pale make-up to her face. (Her boss loved the looks of pale skin.)

When she had finished, she left her office and hurried off along the yellow path, attracting the looks of some of her colleagues which noted how great she looked today.

Up a few transporters, she had finally reached the President's office, ran through her hair with one hand and opened the massive carbon fibre door with the other one.

Beyond the office's red carpet floor (pure Flaptor feather fabric) she saw the usual bronze-colored desk, with the boss' chair turned with it's back to Clara, as the CEO was just watching the shooting stars through the huge silicon fibre windows.

„ ?" Clara made herself noticed and the chair turned a 180°, revealing the CEO in the full majestic look of his black suit with golden stripes here and there, his brown eyes accompanied by his pitch-black hair underneath his huge, purple vines.

„Ah, yes, Miss Zyrox-" -„Clara, please."- „Alright, Clara.

I have voiced you here to personally take a statement on your unforgivable failure down there, so tell me, what happened?"

„Sir, I am endlessly sorry, I, We did not expect-"

„Exactly! Why did you not expect?

Haven't you learned from our previous encounter with her?
Shouldn't you, as Lead Field Operation Planning and Execution Manager have invested a bit more money into precautions?"

„But sir,-"

„No „Buts"!

I want that planet clear and I want it now!
If you don't manage to get that simple task done in a week, you will be polishing cogs soon!"

„Yes,sir. Of course, sir." Clara backed out of the office „Have a nice day, sir!"

The door shut.

„He didn't even notice my make-up!
As for that meddling woman, I wasn't expecting her to be here so fast!
We all thought she was still busy on that other property of ours, but no, she wasn't.

Guess I have to make sure she doesn't turn up ever again, when we start our second attack, I can't risk another failure."

With that, Clara went back down to her office, asking herself if this really was her true destiny.