Lucen sat across from a cold slice of toast and a screen full of guild memos. His tray was balanced on one knee, left foot propped on the corner leg of the booth. The cafeteria was half-full, too early for the lunchtime crowd but too late for the morning rush to be gone.
He didn't read the notifications. Just stared at them until they got the message and closed themselves.
His system pinged.
[Assignment: New Mission Available]
[Type: Solo – Tactical Sweep]
[Location: Westbridge Greenline, District 8]
[Reward: 6,000 credits + item drop rights]
[Status: Claimed Automatically (Guild Rank Priority Override)]
Lucen stared at the glowing box.
Then slowly lowered his toast. "What."
Across the table, Gen looked up from his third protein bar. "What's up."
Lucen angled the screen toward him. "I just got assigned."
Gen squinted. "Already? It's your day off."
"That's what I thought." He tapped the map icon. "District 8. Greenline. Solo sweep."
