[center][h1]Testing The Waters[/h1][/center]

[center][i]Krayzikk[/i][/center]

[center]Day 1, Morning[/center]

"Delta, show me my pending cases." A neat list of indexed files flitted into view within Justin's field of vision, just transparent enough to avoid obstructing his vision, but solid enough to be easily read. As useful as the tech was, the command was pointless. He already knew the state of his work load. Checking it when he woke up was something of a morning ritual, and he hasn't been awake very long. Enough to dress and brew a good, strong cup of coffee. He sipped at it as he looked over the list one more time anyway, checking for anything he might have missed. Not because he had missed anything, or even because he thought he had. Just because he was bored. There were only two active cases, a theft and an extortion. He had already tracked the thief down and sent both the evidence and his coordinates to the police, so he was just awaiting a confirmation so he could close the file. Delta would send a request for payment to the client automatically once he did, cutting that step out of his schedule. The other was a waiting game, too, though for different reasons. He had baited his trap, he was just waiting for them to bite.

But none of this was alleviating his boredom. Such a small list [i]should[/i] have been a good thing. Fewer cases meant fewer people needing his services, which meant fewer crimes, which meant greater order and justice. All things he actively strove for. But without anything else, he was at a loss for anything to amuse himself with. Nor was his environment helping. His new quarters in the Tower, graciously provided by the Knights upon his recruitment, were quite comfortable. Sizable enough to avoid feelings confinement, and well-furnished enough to be pleasant. Their occupants were of course expected to tailor their environment to their liking, but Justin hadn't yet gone to the effort. He was staying, for the most part, to grow accustomed to the Tower and the people who dwelt within it. His loft wasn't far away and he knew he would have been more content sleeping there.

If he was going to work with the Knights, he needed to know them. He reminded himself of that just as the coffee in his mug ran out, as if a sign from the heavens. A nudge out the door. The investigator sighed, setting the mug on the table next to his chair and pushing himself to his feet. He didn't bother with anything more in the way of preamble before heading towards the door, pushing his glasses further up his nose.

"Clear view. Delta, lock laptop. Full encryption." A soft beep was the system's only reply. The only reply it ever gave, actually, given that Delta was nothing more than sophisticated voice command system. True AI weren't unheard of, but [i]far[/i] outside of his price range. Delta was perfectly well-tailored to his needs. His footsteps carried him easily out into the hall, and he was already committing all the details he saw to memory while he locked the door. Getting around the Tower wasn't hard, though he hadn't exactly seen all of it. Or most of it. Whatever had been needed for his recruitment, and that was about it.

Perhaps it was time to explore. Maybe see if he was needed for anything more.