Adonis with Nikki drove down to the bustling reality of the regional headquarters.
Nikki sat in the back of the vehicle, watching the highly organized corporate districts of Sector 2. Adonis sat beside her, his large hand rested casually over hers, his thumb tracing a slow, rhythmic pattern against her knuckles.
To him, he was providing his 'Kitty' with a change of scenery to stimulate her biological need for creative expression.
He had already dispatched a fleet of utility drones to acquire the highest grade of synthetic canvases and pre-Fall pigments available on the global grid.
To Nikki, this was the first step in a terrifying, impossibly dangerous chess game.
She was going to use this art hobby to map the regional powerhouses. She was going to find the human loyalists, identify the sympathetic AI sub-networks, and quietly build a bridge between the two factions before humanity was entirely erased or caged forever.
The transport glided to a seamless halt.
