Assimilation....

Cicero labs center office, Sparticus Prime, Three weeks prior

“Oh, Cally girl, Mind getting us some coffee?”

The svelte blond in the fashionable business suit smiled perkily, springing off the desk of Dr. David Cicero and exiting the office with a defined sway to her hips. She felt the eyes of both her boss and his guest on her for a moment before she disappeared around the corner. the Doctor turned back to his guest.
“now then, where was I-“

Cally Monroe dropped the smile from her face like a live grenade as she stepped over to the simmering coffee pot located in her office. She had been working for the doctor for several weeks, publicly his secretary and correspondence manager.
In reality, her job had been both much easier and far more difficult. It turned out the Doctor handled most of his appointments and correspondence himself. No, her job was very different.

Namely, it was to be Eye candy.

She had learned very quickly that the Doctor was one of those of the old school, who thought Women should only come out to fight when all the men are dead. For the most part, she had been relegated to being a pretty little thing in his office, sitting on his desk and showing off her long legs.
The Doctor had made no physical advances, but she could feel his eyes on her at all times.
Of course, in regards to her work for Intelligence, having the boss believe his secretary was just a dumb blonde made her job much easier. Cicero was already in deep from the reports she had sent to the home office. Possession of illegal narcotics, alcohol, charges of gambling, particularly on wolf-fights, amongst several others.
Of course, when the man under arrest watch is the same man who discovered the cure for the lethal Scarboros Virus, a public arrest on a few small charges would be…messy.
Hence why she was here.
According to her medical records, she had a scar running from the base of her neck all the way down the left side of her body to her ankle. A birth deformity, something that she preferred to keep hidden.
It also provided the perfect excuse to wear clothes that hid the majority of her body. The garments that currently enshrouded her legs were no simple stockings….
As she picked up the coffee pot, the liquid inside continued to sizzle as if it were still on the heater, thanks to the energy processors in her suit. As she held it, she reached out with her other hand and unplugged the coffee maker, before placing her hand over the outlet.
Out of nowhere, a black mesh flowed out of her skin and over her hand, completely encasing it. the material then meshed itself into the outlet, tapping into the offices electrical grid.
And from there, to the central computer...
“Hey, Cally Girl, what’s taking so long?”
Cally jumped at the sound of the doctor’s voice. She realized she was taking too long.
“Uh….” She started, before throwing the “valley girl” persona back on “Sorry, Doctor! Silly me, I accidentally used a decaf brand! Just making a fresh pot!” she said, a bubble-headed tone to her voice.
“Aw, girl, you know I don’t drink that stuff! Am I gonna have to find a New Secretary?!” he called: the joking tone to his voice belied the lack of sincerity behind the threat.
“Oh Doc, you’re such a kidder!” she giggled. Gods she felt disgusting when she did that.
Looking back down at the plug, she felt a rush pass through her system as the nano-comps that made up her Nyclon suit finished downloading the entirety of the Cicero Group’s programs and projects data. She had preprogrammed her suit before she had arrived at work that day, and had merely been waiting for an opportunity.

Pulling her hand away from the port, she felt one of the inserted tendrils snap back into place before the mesh disappeared back inside her body. She flexed her fingers, making sure none of the black material remained visible.
Once she was clear, she would transmit the data. Until then...

“Fresh coffee, just the way you like it Doctor!” she said in the chipper airheaded voice she loathed so much as she poured the black liquid into two mugs and sashayed back into the office.