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Meridian commonwealth wrote:

Virtual Design Suite
Dear Ira,
I understand that we haven't been on the best of terms for... the past century, I suppose, but I need your help. Please meet with me as soon as possible to discuss this matter further. There will be a new woman for your pleasure palace, if you need extra incentive to visit.
Sincerely, Samira.

"Assessment?" Ira asked the empty room, the glowing translucent figure of a leather-dressed troubled teenager manifested scarcely half-way through her word while blurting out an energetic, "Trap!"
"Not from her, she's far too sentimental..." replied Ira, standing up from her simple wooden chair to meet the gaze of the holographic Elise, "I take you've both already run the heuristical analysis of it?"
Threading her non-physical fingers together she answered, "Well it came from her terminal and her sign, so she's definitely in on it." pacing gingerly about the room as she spoke, "Also what's your pleasure palace and why am I locked out of it?"
"My youthful indiscretions are none of your concern, stick to the message."
A twirl and a shrug was the only response, leaving Ira to ask the room once more; "And your take, Emily?"
"Cross-analysis and ELINT surveillance reveals no plan conducted by any Intelligence Assets, My Conclusion based on internal observations that this is a personal call related to the prospect of procreation." the calm voice coaxed an expression of displeasure from Elise, who rolled her eyes and mumbled, "Oh sure if I had all that I could of told you too..." before settling in the corner and pretending to pout.
Ira quietly pondered as she paced over to stand besides Elise, "She's an adult, seems a bit much to come asking me this late in life."
"She wants an exceptional offspring."
Her contemplation continued, the moments of heavy thought leading her to offer a hand to Elise with a warm smile; "Well I figure we can show her some examples then... suit up girls, I owe it to her mother."
Elise's facade instantly shattered as the girl leapt to her feet and roared, "I'm driving!"
"I'll be along shortly, try to dress presentable."
And in that instant, the figured faded, leaving Ira alone in the room... after much deliberation she pulled the old white coat out of her closet, taking a moment to tie her hair back in a simplistic ponytail before departing further into ship.

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"My dear niece,
Old scars and the general animosity is so very tiring, I'll be along in due time... I'm sure my sister would preferred a positive reaction.
m.p.I.V."