He grins and nods at the intercom before stepping past the now open gates. Background, references, who needed that? Pedigree worked just fine.
He arrives at the front door, and shoots that lopsided grin again. Lucky, he got the team leader. So much easier to deal with the main man himself.
"Buck Rogers huh? You don't have that shield do you? Pity, I kind of wanted to see that thing for real for once." It certainly had popped up in quite a few people's dreams. And nightmares of course, though usually that was a bloodied, beaten up version of the shield.
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