Rushing out of home [standard]

"OMG! OMG! OMG! Why must those $%^@ at Weyland be doing those kind of things", thought the martian mother while rushing out of her home.

"Honey, please be a dear and go to the Citadel Sanctuary, it will a fun day for the kids", while unlocking and starting her Sports Hopper.

"Yes madam, I'll tell Jak Sinclair to bring you some Rezeki while you are at the Security Nexus" said the bioroid nanny in a too perfectly melodious voice.

Rezeki, again. That man and his Office Supplies will be the end of me. "I've Had Worse" she said out loud, in a sigh.

Zooming past the traffic below in her Sports Hopper, she thought about how she'll Jailbreak the truth from Weyland.

If those ^$%^@ try again to use their connection with NBN to do an Hard-Hitting News, they will see that it will cost them dearly. Even if those nasty reporters would buzz at her place, they will soon see No One Home.

At least, she'll be watching in peace her show Deuces Wild, while browsing her family watch their Daily Casts, while The Turning Wheel does its thing.

After a sip of the best martian coffee (no other soil can produce such quality coffee in the solar system), she murmurs her prayers, before settling in her office. "Aumakua", in memory of her distant ancerstor from the pacific ocean, "guide me", she whispered under her breath.