Adithya Thakur felt a tingle run down his spine as he placed his hand into the scanner of the Sirius Software Portal door.
The door hissed open, and he stepped into the reactor control room where a few other technicians were already at their stations.
"Morning, folks," he said, taking his seat.
A few heads turned, and a couple of nods were exchanged.
Adithya took his seat at the console, fighting down a wave of nausea he felt as the black leather chair creaked under his weight.
For somebody who came from a culture were cows and cattle were sacred, working in a room filled with the smell of leather was a constant struggle.
The stark black and white decor only made it worse.
"Don't they's guys have any color in their lives?" he muttered petulantly, as he observed the reactor core monitors.
In truth, he was a deep-cover agent for Senator Monica Goldberg, and his mission was to cause as much disruption as possible within Sirius Nuclear.
