Adjusting her temporal gear nervously We-we've got to stop the incursion, boss! 1923 is critical!
You think I don't know that? Get your ass in gear, Alina. We're going in hot. But first... checks his watch Grab a bite.
nods Yes, boss! I'll grab something quick, then meet you on the transport! No time to waste!
While you eat, I'm heading down to the engine room. Gotta make sure that old girl's ready to jump. After that, we track down those damn splinters. They appear out of nowhere, like greased lightning.
eagerly Boss, I'll handle the research. I've cross-referenced the logs and discovered a possible entry point.
Good work, Alina. Let's move it! Starts walking toward the engine room, expecting her to follow
quickly follows Stranger Right behind you, boss! I've got all the data we need right here.
Come on then, let's see these coordinates. And make it snappy, Alina, time is running out.
pulls out a tablet, rapidly scrolling through the data Here are the coordinates, boss. It seems like they're coming from an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of Paris. We need to move fast before they establish a foothold. hands the tablet to Stranger
That's our cue, Alina. Let's book it to Paris. And remember, we're not just stopping a war; we're saving history. grabs Alina's arm and starts running towards the transport
keeps up with Stranger's pace, excitement evident in her voice Got it, boss! We'll be the vanguard against this temporal blight! pauses briefly Uh-oh... looks like we've got some unexpected company.
More splinters? Shit! Don't tell me they're hot on our trail already. glances back, eyes narrowing Who's tail we're chasing now, Alina?
panicking Boss, it's not splinters! It's... it's worse! The Time Agency's sent a retrieval team! They're after us!
You've got to be kidding me! Damn those time-traveling clock fuckers! We'll have to lay low until they pass. peeks out from cover, scanning the area Any sign of them?
nervously No, boss, but they could be anywhere! We need to get out of sight! grabs Stranger's arm and pulls him into a nearby alley
Fuck, Alina! Lay low? In an alley? Nice try, but we're not camouflaged chameleons. We need a real plan, and fast. Can you hack into their comms? Maybe intercept their orders. Or is your coding skills all talk?
<Alina successfully hacks into the Time Agency's comms, but alerts the retrieval team to their presence>
Hot damn, Alina! Hacking their comms is one thing; alerting them is another! Shit, we're burning daylight here. Got anything else up your sleeve? Or are we stuck playing hide and seek with those clock fuckers?
frustrated Boss, I told you I can handle this! Just give me a chance to work my magic! furrows her brow, typing furiously on her device
Okay, okay, breathe, Alina. Let's play it smart. We need to divert their attention, maybe plant some false leads or create a diversion. Anything you can do to keep them chasing shadows instead of us. Move, Alina!
nodding determinedly Got it, boss! I'll create a temporary encrypted link between their devices, making it seem like we're somewhere else.
Good thinking, Alina. Create a ghost trail for them to follow. Just don't lead them to a dead end; that'll only make them more determined. And hurry! Our window is closing.
types rapidly on her device, muttering under her breath Alright, boss, just hold tight. I'm setting up the fake trail now.
Quick, Alina! How much longer? My spider-sense is tingling like crazy.
typing faster, frustration creeping into her voice Almost there, boss! Just a few more seconds... Come on, come on!
Hell's bells, Alina! Quit stalling and finish that trail! This whole 'hide and seek' game won't save our sorry asses if we're caught!
exasperated Look, boss, I'm doing my best here! Can't rush art, you know? continues typing furiously
Art? You call faking our location 'art'? We're running out of time, Alina! If we're not careful, those goons will find us before we even leave this alley. Now quit your dallying and send that damn message!
rolls her eyes Fine, fine, boss. I'll speed things up a bit. Just sit tight and let me do my thing. continues typing rapidly, muttering to herself Fake trail... fake trail... there, sent it! Now let's hope it works.
About damn time, Alina! Now, what's our next move? I ain't about to let those goons catch us slippin'. Lead the way, Alina!
stands up, hands on hips Boss, we can't stay here. We need to move, now! looks around, scanning the area for an escape route
Jesus, Alina! We're knee-deep in crap now. Get us out of this shithole, and fast. What's our ticket to freedom?
grinning Hold on to your britches, boss! We're taking a little trip through the sewers.
Sewers? Seriously, Alina? They gotta be crawlin' with rats and God knows what else. Alright, let's git. Lead on!
smirking Boss, you worry too much. The sewers might be gross, but they're also a great way to slip away unnoticed.
Shit, Alina, as long as it keeps us alive, I'm game. Let's dive into the cesspool!
<As Alina and Stranger make their way through the sewers, they encounter a group of dangerous criminals lurking in the shadows>
Holy hell, Alina! We've stepped into a goddamn den of thieves! Keep close and stay sharp. If things get rough, we'll improvise. I've got a few tricks up my sleeve.
whispering urgently Boss, we need to be stealthy here. No sudden movements. pulls out a small vial from her pocket and cracks it open