Who: Reileen Kawhara and Leo Fitz Where: The Labs When: Morning What: Unpacking Warnings: it's Rei? Status: Closed, In Progress
Reileen had finally had all the parts delivered that she'd bought while on the cruise. There were boxes stacked in her corner of the labs, all marked in neat, perfect handwriting. She was humming some old, ancient tune as she started unpacking. A stack of high-end video cards sat on one table, the kind that cost a few thousand a piece. Do not ask how she funded this, Fitz, you don't want to know who she scammed in Morrocco to do so.
A box labeled processors also sat next to it. They were the newest, fastest ones she could get her hands on. Boxes of RAM were not far away. She was building these new work computers from scratch - so they could do more, research more, experiment more. She liked the freedom. There was going to be an AI helping out once she finished the programming.
This is what you get, Fitz, for making her second under you and basically making her more important than she was previously.