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<blockquote data-quote="threshel" data-source="post: 2039209" data-attributes="member: 5164"><p><strong>Kluge</strong></p><p></p><p><span style="color: YellowGreen">"Yes, fifteen minutes, please."</span> Kluge smiled from behind the mismatched lenses of his sunglasses. He'd gotten the call right on schedule. These guys may be brutes, but they were puctual brutes. The pretty asian girl behind the counter smiled back and took his money, then handed him a token. He nodded his bald head, and made his way back into the dimly lit interior, amid the loud music that was supposed to cover the cacophony of twitching, kicking, and tourettes-like barks that emitted from behind the privacy screens that shielded nearly half the booths. A young asian man caught his eye, but Kluge waved the attendant off, mouthing the word <em>buffer</em>. The attendant nodded, and left him be. Kluge idly wondered if he was the pretty girl's brother or husband. <span style="color: YellowGreen"><em>Husband, probably,</em></span> he thought, <span style="color: YellowGreen"><em>they don't look enough alike.</em></span></p><p></p><p>Kluge sat at the booth, fed the slot it's token, and jacked in. He remained as still as he could while he waited for his brain to adjust to the flood of information. His toes twitched, and the ringing in his ears picked up. His bio-buffer took care of most interface problems, but public nodes nearly always had filthy signals. At least he didn't need the straps.</p><p></p><p>While he could net from nearly anywhere, one did <em>not</em> conduct this kind of business over a traceable, identifiable transceiver. Kluge was about to conduct one of his favorites: digital fencing. He took a few nanoseconds to steal a succession of nodes, and set up a bounce routine to throw off traceback. Then he sat on the last node until the serial numbers started to pour in. As each poured in, he sent a forged bank request for authenticity and when the stolen property alerts came down the line, he piggybacked a virus on the acknowledgements that would change the numbers in their database then self-delete. Not only would that serial number never generate another alert, but the security forces would be tearing off to some cross-town bank looking for the thieves. They would find bewildered bank employees, but no criminals. The trick was completing all the numbers before the security forces and bank employees figured out they were being duped. Beads of sweat broke out on his face as his eyes REM danced beneath their lids. The guy feeding the optical scanner was competent, at least, and the numbers were coming at a brisk pace. They were done in nine minutes. Kluge acknowledged completion and the transfer of payment to his placeholder account, then backed out of his node chain and built another to launder his payment. That took five minutes, but was largely a routine process.</p><p></p><p>Even with the shades, Kluge squinted with the transition to morning light outside. He grinned in spite of it. He jacked back in through his transceiver, and walked down the street to a noodle vendor for a hot cup.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="threshel, post: 2039209, member: 5164"] [b]Kluge[/b] [COLOR=YellowGreen]"Yes, fifteen minutes, please."[/COLOR] Kluge smiled from behind the mismatched lenses of his sunglasses. He'd gotten the call right on schedule. These guys may be brutes, but they were puctual brutes. The pretty asian girl behind the counter smiled back and took his money, then handed him a token. He nodded his bald head, and made his way back into the dimly lit interior, amid the loud music that was supposed to cover the cacophony of twitching, kicking, and tourettes-like barks that emitted from behind the privacy screens that shielded nearly half the booths. A young asian man caught his eye, but Kluge waved the attendant off, mouthing the word [i]buffer[/i]. The attendant nodded, and left him be. Kluge idly wondered if he was the pretty girl's brother or husband. [COLOR=YellowGreen][I]Husband, probably,[/I][/COLOR] he thought, [COLOR=YellowGreen][I]they don't look enough alike.[/I][/COLOR] Kluge sat at the booth, fed the slot it's token, and jacked in. He remained as still as he could while he waited for his brain to adjust to the flood of information. His toes twitched, and the ringing in his ears picked up. His bio-buffer took care of most interface problems, but public nodes nearly always had filthy signals. At least he didn't need the straps. While he could net from nearly anywhere, one did [i]not[/i] conduct this kind of business over a traceable, identifiable transceiver. Kluge was about to conduct one of his favorites: digital fencing. He took a few nanoseconds to steal a succession of nodes, and set up a bounce routine to throw off traceback. Then he sat on the last node until the serial numbers started to pour in. As each poured in, he sent a forged bank request for authenticity and when the stolen property alerts came down the line, he piggybacked a virus on the acknowledgements that would change the numbers in their database then self-delete. Not only would that serial number never generate another alert, but the security forces would be tearing off to some cross-town bank looking for the thieves. They would find bewildered bank employees, but no criminals. The trick was completing all the numbers before the security forces and bank employees figured out they were being duped. Beads of sweat broke out on his face as his eyes REM danced beneath their lids. The guy feeding the optical scanner was competent, at least, and the numbers were coming at a brisk pace. They were done in nine minutes. Kluge acknowledged completion and the transfer of payment to his placeholder account, then backed out of his node chain and built another to launder his payment. That took five minutes, but was largely a routine process. Even with the shades, Kluge squinted with the transition to morning light outside. He grinned in spite of it. He jacked back in through his transceiver, and walked down the street to a noodle vendor for a hot cup. [/QUOTE]
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