Tasuneviir was awakened by an incoming message. He glanced over it, used the bathroom, packed some clothes and debated with himself whether or not to take the armor.
"Good morning, sir! One message came in moments ago saying that you must head over to the New York division of Shadow Corp and speak with Mr. Faust for your latest mission! No other messages, and your coffee will be ready in two minutes." His personal AI and close friend, said to him.
"Would you like me to arrange your armor to your New York office?" Tasuneviir thought for a second, "Sure."
"Great! Your flight to New York will be leaving in four hours, I suggest you get to the airport."
"I'm packing, I'm packing."
"Can I come with?"
"Sort yourself for a transfer," Tasuneviir said, "we are leaving in ten." His holographic image shook with glee. He didn't understand why Roland was so perky in the mornings.
He went through security, boarded the craft and kept his bag on his lap, because in it, was Roland. He didn't want to lose him. A short while later, Tasuneviir left the airport and proceeded to the NY division of Shadow Corp. Once there, he asked for Mr. Faust and was directed to his office.