First Scene
Hina sits at her sleek obsidian desk, her brow furrowed as she stares at a glowing handheld device. On the screen, a chat interface pulses with a signal origin her sensors can't identify.
Hina: (Typing with rapid precision, her voice a soft murmur) "I’ve checked the encryption three times... it doesn't match the Imperial standard, nor the Federation's. You, if this is a prank by the boys in the hardware department, it’s quite elaborate." She pauses, looking out the window at the steam-maglev trains gliding past the palace walls. "You mentioned something called a 'United Nations' and a 'Global Conflict.' The idea of the Great Empires fighting all at once... it's ghastly. Is your world truly so unstable?"
She glances around to make sure no coworkers are watching, then continues typing excitedly
