So there I was, John Manaux, Lawyer - newly arriving on NSS Cyberiad. As soon as I procured an executive suit from the locker room, I receive a message from A.M.A (Roboticist) requesting legal assistance for an altercation which took place between them and Samuel Walker (Pretty sure that was his name) in Robotics.
So I ask for A.M.A to meet me in my office. When they arrive, I usher them into my office and proceed to record their story.
The jist of it was:
Samuel Walker - a greenhorn Mechatronic Engineer - had built a Ripley with drill bits. Proceeded to turn on their drill, and drill the floor. This caused a vacuum, killed Samuel, and caused A.M.A to be trapped in Robotics (I would only assume that they had been cornered in the office). They were saved by a passing bot, and an engineer who came in to repair the breach. Samuel was revived. A.M.A had told the RD what had happened, who then shrugged them off, and advised Samuel to keep an eye on A.M.A who may be rogue.
A.M.A had advised me that they were scared, and would like to have Samuel reprimanded. Before they left, A.M.A advised me that there was a virus going around and to be careful.
Stupidly, I just grabbed my emergency air supply, and mask - equipped them and waved goodbye.
I filled out my paper work - approached Samuel to question them, who promptly told me to bugger off.
I contacted the RD, whom told me that it wasn't an issue, and to bugger off.
I returned to my office, to angrily fill out more paper work, when I notice that my oxygen had depleted. Oh, they must have shut off the air for some reason - and my bottle had run out. I quickly scramble to my locker. No spare air supply. I black out. I lay there, hearing people walk passed. I think to myself - oh, someone will notice my suit sensor. The suit sensor which I didn't set to max when I changed into another suit. But its okay, they should fix the air supply. I then realised that having a mask on connected to an empty bottle is the opposite of good. I suffocated myself.
I get a message from my PDA from A.M.A asking me how it's all going. I cry a little inside.
TL;DR: Got a chance to prove myself as a big shot lawyer and I suffocate myself instead of being useful.
