It was unusual to have a guard assigned to an expedition of this nature. Penelope was beyond excited to be headed back out into the field so soon, possibly on the trail of a major piece of the Doomsday puzzle, but the added State presence made her uneasy. It was added pressure she wasn’t interested in. After all, it had been hundreds of years since the last team, unsuccessfully, went in search of this... whatever it is. There was an above likely chance that whatever Vadasz thought he’d found, wouldn’t be there waiting for Penelope and her team. She was nervous; this was something important.
The State assigned their top agent to The Black Fish. Blue was his name. He was an off-worlder, a fancy way of saying he came from outer space.
Penelope was no defenceless lab-geek. She was a hardened field agent, herself. There wasn’t a weather condition or terrain she hadn’t survived. She was an expert survivalist. Additionally, she was skilled with a sword. Security seemed entirely unnecessary, to her, but standing there alongside the giant creature assigned to her safety, and the safety of their mission, she felt comforted.
The Black Fish slipped feverishly, silently, through the dark waters.
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