Unsure of why he had been sent on this mission, Milo was leaning on the side of the walkway and looking down at Engineering below. He had his PADD in one hand, having just read the chatroom to see who was going on the super secret raid and to totally not be jealous at all. He spent a few minutes up here, before deciding to go back down to main Engineering and be useful. He barely had time to turn around when he noticed the words on the nearby screen. Milo was a verbal reader, and the last thing he did before a wave of tiredness swept over him, was mutter the phrase out loud to himself.
Agent 2205 snapped awake and took a moment to reorient himself. He already knew what his orders were; the way the phrase was structured made that painfully clear to him. Emotionless and Vulcan-like, Milo made his way over to the console and ripped out the panel underneath, tearing circuits left and right as he tampered with the ship's systems.
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