31 2780-Space City Iron Lake 044165 -Fall 4 (1/2)

The buggy's had now approached security, and where being loaded through biometrics scanners that would be directly transferred into the Spaceships internal structure.

She would find that with the speed they were moving at, it wouldn't be long before she met her turn while being scanned through the base security.

Okay, the makeup had covered most of her life rhythms including temperature, only the X-ray and sound waves left to hide, Patrice was thinking while taking out a portion of her makeup. This concoction was called midnight emerald gold.

When prepared especially it could be used to disguise the sound waves and x-ray readings of a person by releasing some non-lethal radiation.

She lightly patted it between the joints of her limb and over her head.

This makeup didn't need so much powder has the other makeup— just a small administration on areas in certain sectors of her body. If she were under X-ray at this second, you would see segments of her skeletal image vanishing one at a time.

The right upper shoulder, the left upper shoulder. The left thigh and belly button, slowly disappearing in sequence to each other.

Patrice's passed through the screening in a room of security. The title of this office was called sectors 484-55 DSS (Division Security System). Security was done using sector and divisions based on the importance of the content priority of an area. This room of security was always maintained by the regular layer of the protective systems, so they weren't so hard to avoid when bypassing.

But has Patrice continued to by-pass the security systems; she would rapidly bump up in priority, because of logic systems. That means that a higher security department would pay attention to her. If that were to happen, she wouldn't be able to hide anymore.

She had the time it took for a higher division security department to report back to a lower division security department.

That was what the dresses were for; she could change her priority by changing her looks, figure, and mode of transport. If she changed dresses and makeup, it would make the lower department systems lose focus on her when searching for her activities, and that would slowly bump her in Priority to an upper layer department, with a Cargopath leader.

That was a department of specialized humans with augmented brain implants meant for perceptivity. (Cargopath.)

These guys were better than machines; they never had logic problems.

There was an element of brain augmentation to this career fields, but not to the layer of the Athenaeum.

A person would have to do a lot more training, to attain the level that Zatland did in a few seconds, based on the athenaeums ability. If the mind never had a limit to its perceptivity, Zatland could go on to become a god or a really smart vegetable.

Anyways Cargopaths were a part of the upper layer of security, slow to a reaction; they often called the local department guards into the action if they saw anything weird happening, and doing all this required time.

That would give Patrice an extra hour before anyone came after her.