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Post by Flex on Aug 5, 2012 6:19:48 GMT -5
"Might as well..." Natasha muttered, making her way to the place the had the neon sign. With nothing but her clothes and a bag containing her meager belongings she pushed through the front door of the 'hotel'.
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Post by Marie on Aug 5, 2012 9:12:26 GMT -5
Somewhat lost in her own thoughts, Morrigan headed off in the direction of the sign, following Natasha at a slight distance. It was her habit these days to keep to herself where possible. People you loved either tried to take advantage of that love, or else they died, so there didn't seem to be much point in caring. Animals were less judgemental. So she huddled under her cloak, speaking to no-one as she walked.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 5, 2012 9:45:00 GMT -5
Nathan nodded, and began striding across the parking lot with Malcom not far behind.
"Yes sir," Tabitha replied, One moment please, I am initiating a user search of the nearby grid. Curious..." The IGenius paused a moment as it some times did when accessing a particularly large file.
"Sir, Tabitha began I see no evidence of the girl's avatar at our current location... however... something here is drawing an enormous amount of bandwidth... I would postulate that this is our anonymous user. I can not quite describe the situation to you as it would be produced in 3D graphics, I propose you sign on yourself and examine. An alternative method would be to attempt to interject a message into this data stream, and presume it will be picked up by our intended recipient.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 5, 2012 12:24:43 GMT -5
Sam thought, of course exactly as I should have known. He sighed and said, "Tabby can you hack into auto bus and take my name off the manifest or am I going to have to call Daryl?"
Sam kept walking, but took out his genius and turned to record the scene getting as clear images as possible before putting his phone away.
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Aug 5, 2012 13:05:34 GMT -5
Tyler followed Sam,"I can carry her while you try to talk to her." It seemed like a good idea since the girl was less than half his size. He noticed that he was still holding the gun, so he flipped the safety on and tucked it into his waistband.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 5, 2012 18:37:28 GMT -5
One moment please, Tabitha said. Passenger manifest altered. Of course this would not alter video images from the security cameras which are uploaded immediately to the central Autobus Transport Hub. Acquiring that data would require a personal touch."
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Post by The Smith on Aug 5, 2012 18:45:11 GMT -5
Sam looked at the other man who put away a gun. "Dude... I do not know you. Take a hike." Sam kept moving but kept his eye on the guy with a gun, and wished he had his piece and it was not locked up in his office.
Then he said to Tabby, "Define personal touch?" Some times the english Tabitha was programmed to speak was not the English he had learned crawling around his parents thee bedroom corp dorm.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 5, 2012 20:40:26 GMT -5
"It would require a great deal of specialized knowledge, a substantial time commitment, and the violation of three federal laws and numerous regulations, which I am, due to Terms and Conditions, prohibited from engaging in. You would have to jack in and do it yourself, although I could provide some level of assistance." She explained, sounding somewhat sympathetic.
"Your Social Butterfly App wishes to remind you that you have entered an Unregulated Urban Sprawl Zone, which has, per capita 156 violent crimes per thousand residents every day." Tabitha said, "In addition you have already suffered from one attempted homicide within your first five minutes of arrival. Perhaps the promised aid of an accomplice with a firearm would not go amiss?" Tabitha added, in her usual cheerful voice.
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Post by The Smith on Aug 5, 2012 20:55:33 GMT -5
"Tabby have you seen this guy. Him having a gun is not exactly a promising thing." Sam moved along, and he said, "Alright if I hack it myself I am just going to screw it up, there is a reason I got a talking phone. Call Daryl."
While Tabitha was dialing his best computer hacker contact, he looked over at the other man, and said, "Alright come along." He looked down at his phone thinking about Daryl. Whenever he called the man he was asleep, no matter the hour, no matter the day.
When Daryl groggily picked up, Sam spoke, "Hey Daryl, do I owe you or do you owe me?"
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Post by Ser Aemon Tully on Aug 5, 2012 21:14:45 GMT -5
Tyler shrugged,"Whatever dude." He quickened his pace and took a left at the nearest street.
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 5, 2012 21:18:30 GMT -5
"You Miserable piece of drek-eating scum," Daryl replied, which sort of answered Sam's question, "The nerve. The utter nerve that a creature like you has to have to call me after what you did." There is a long sigh and a sound of what is probably sheets moving, and then a girl groaning in annoyance, "Do you have any idea how long that bitch from CorpSec parked her shitty little corpsec-mobile outside my house after your last "Simply request? Six Days. Do you have any idea how much money it cost me in lost business? Five thousand. Nu-Yen. Min." There was a sound of heavy breathing, and then a clank, and what sounded like a man urinating. "You call to finally make good you miserable freeloader?"
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Post by The Smith on Aug 5, 2012 22:05:13 GMT -5
Sam walked along, and took a turn so the bus was no longer in sight, "What do you think? If I had a cred to my name I could offer a good decker, not some lazy piece of shit who spends more time in Azeroth then in the actual Matrix." He smiled, and said, "Now I need your help so stop whining and jot this down."
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 5, 2012 22:16:43 GMT -5
OOC: I'm assuming you still have the girl by the hand?
IC: "No you jot this down you fragging anachronism." Daryl said. "No freebies till I get what's mine, 5K. Wire transfer." There was a sigh, and than a flushing sound, "Tell me what you need, and I can start coding, but I'm not delivering on it until I get my money."
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Post by The Smith on Aug 5, 2012 22:23:56 GMT -5
"I need my image out of the autobus security. And I need it fast." Sam licked his lips, and you know in the end you are not going to charge me 5k for what you gave me. It didn't even work." He squeezed the girls hand, "Do you remember that time when I went into A-town alone, and dragged your beetle brained sister out alive. And you remember when I sat with her in rehab clinic for two days." Sam walked as fast as he could with her hand in his hand. He could see his street
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Post by The Stranger on Aug 6, 2012 8:08:44 GMT -5
"Frag my sister, I need cash." Daryl replied. He hung up.
" sir, you have another call, I'll connect you now. .
"Hello, Mr. Wheatfield," said a slightly accented male voice. "I understand you've had a difficult night. Fortunately we are in a position to assist you."
Sir Your account is showing a recent wire transfer of Five thousand Nuyen.
"Do I have your attention?"
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