One of the other doctors glanced over at the boy.
"You really are very young, aren't you?" He shrugged and turned back to his work, making the compartments in the boy's legs open up. Seema tilted her head at the boy.
"I'm sure your parents wouldn't agree with you, Kitt." She gave a growing smile, as the boy moved the subject to technology. "You'll have access to the entire galactic network," she replied. "Communication, personnel records, documents and investigations, phone bills and photos, even Google Street View. You're our agent and we need to make sure you have all the information you need, whenever you need it." She grinned, then looked over to the head doctor as Kitt asked about the Camouflage. The dog turned and pulled off his face mask, showing a slightly pudgy Alsatian.
"The technology basically grows fibres that act and react like real fur, except it's far more durable than any natural construction. The problems, however, are simple. The fibres can't replicate realistic shades, and they have a tendency of falling out, which is not good because it can't just grow back on its own. You need to gather the right materials for it, including silicon and basic carbon, which won't always be available to you out there."
The fox looked over to Annie, grinning and letting a little laugh escape him. Him and Jaack activated their own helmets and the four of them turned the corner, finding emergency doors holding in the atmosphere. The group stopped, and the rabbit slowly looked up at his friend. His eyes were drooping and he was dazed. The fox knelt down behind him, and looked over to Annie.
"That thing's locked down. You think you can open it?" Through the door, the scavenger swung into view, and down the corridor they had been through, the clacking of metal claws echoed towards them.
Tabby looked incredulously at the dragon.
"You can't make me choose between my boys!" She smirked, and giggled a little. "But if you insist, He's number one," she said, pointing to the crow. "Two," a human in the corner, packing up a deck of cards. "Three," a bulldog, with a drink in his hand. "Four," an oversized anteater with an impressive physique. "And five." For the last, she pointed with her tail, to a weedy little ferret, trying to stuff a dirty magazine into a gap behind the lockers. Tabby giggled and winked at him, making him smile. "Those are my faves," she said. "They do everything they can for me, short of taking a bullet." She giggled again and the men who were still conscious laughed with her.
The human recoiled, but only slightly, trying to maintain civility.
"The sphere? It'll take you a while, and you'll need to go through border checks." He and his friends tried not to stare at the hyena, as he pointed up the road. "The dealership is pretty close. Just on the edge of the city. Won't take you five minutes."