Yes, the Agency. But of course... the MetaHumanist Agency. After the recent Resource Treaty between the MHA and the UNA, she had been sent off as Jim to keep an eye onto Rick, one of Jim's friend and an UNA field agent, all to make sure that the extradimensional geekoids kept to their end of the treaty. Everything had gone so smoothly that Marcie slipped little by little into Jim's life.
"Uh, yes ma'am. I am beginning to remember. Say, if I might ask, what happened to the real Jim?"
"We... we put him on cryo. He'll get back the six months he lost by putting on his own skin, so there's no real loss for him. Now, please reach Jason and Maria in the Node, your presence is required elsewhere."
Wonderful the "supervisor" thought to infiltrate this MHA depot was a toroughly wonderful move. Now with that skin, we have the life data of one of the foremost UNA agents... and this sucker thinks she's still with the so-called good guys!
The MiG infiltrator flipped a switch, and a remote controlled servomechanism reset the MHA node for Orwellian Oceania, the MiG homebase. Three... no, four pigeons with a single handful of salt.
Thu Jan 13 00:12:31 2000