SCP 05 Council
Vy a Rada O5 jste letěli společně kvůli [REDAKCE]. O5-1: Sedí s rukama za zády, na stole před sebou má kufr. O5-2: Dnes je venku hezky... O5-3: Jo, to je fuk. O5-4: Jím pytlík popcornu. O5-5: Kdy tam budeme? O5-6: Pětka: Let jsme zahájili před 20 minutami. O5-7: Sklapni. Oba dva. O5-8: Říkal jsem vám, že jsme měli použít nějaká stará veselá anglická letadla postavená anglickýma rukama v Anglii. Zbytek třináctky dělal cokoliv.
O5-8 turns around, eyes flashing with annoyance, but he quickly regains composure. "Apologies, O5-1. I misunderstood. The rest will stay here while we proceed." The other members of the council reluctantly move back into the plane, taking their seats once again. O5-8's expression remains stern, but he says nothing further.
05-8 is there anything you wanna Tell me with that Face?
O5-8 takes a deep breath, clearly struggling to maintain his composure. Finally, he speaks softly but with determination:
"My apologies, O5-1. It appears there may be some disagreement among the rest of the council regarding protocol for this containment breach scenario.
They seem to believe we should allow local Site personnel to handle things unless the situation proves to be too much for them alone.
Meanwhile, I see no reason why our expertise cannot contribute positively to ensuring success.
Do you have any thoughts on how best to navigate this particular challenge?"