The projected image flickers again, disintegrates into pixels, and then resolves in a higher-resolution image of Agent Winter. This one is slightly more animated, and his features appear a bit more deeply etched. He passes his hand briefly over his mouth, and it rasps over his stubble.
“Greetings. I apologize, I was otherwise engaged.”
“It seems that things are…more complicated than we guessed. Apparently, the defense system employed on Atlantis is based on the Chaos…Entropy effect that marks every member of the Rogue Council. I was not aware of the exact nature of the effect – it is not my specialty. But it has been…brought to my attention” his eyes flicker to the side, then back “that the nature of the effect is such that…whoever is bound by it will be bound to the ‘fate’ of the Rogue Council.”
“So, among other things, we need to discuss whether we are willing to risk bypassing these defenses by some other means. Or, if not, we will need to come up with other options quickly.”