Nora stood in her office and someone sat on the couch adjacent to her desk. The figure didn't speak or move for that matter, she started to type on her computer, watching all events from her computer.
Including the impossible task of lifting an Osprey, and the impossible task which she knew it was. She spoke to the figure in the chair. "It was so foolish of Sigma, they acted like Alpha wasn't scouts and recon units. It was funny as they didn't notice the drone following them."
She laughed as she stood up walked over to the squat rack and loaded 145 kilograms into a 20-kilogram barbell. She started to squat it, she went for 4 reps as she put the bar back and started to play music.
She looked over to the figure and grew suddenly violent with the figure, it just suddenly pissed her off. She got up and punched the figure in the jaw.
It didn't react pissing her off even more causing her to lash out on the figure, it's face now bloodied and bruised. As the figure reminded her of someone else: Dunston.
The figure was Castor.