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<blockquote data-quote="Iron Sky" data-source="post: 5932152" data-attributes="member: 60965"><p><strong>Just Because You're Paranoid...</strong></p><p></p><p><img src="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs43/f/2009/142/1/2/captured_by_the_void_by_eWKn.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></p><p></p><p>Sieran glanced at the others, frowning as he saw Raikov and Ishmael toggle their safeties over tacticalShared.</p><p></p><p>"Remember, use of weapons is a <em>last</em> resort. Business and gunfire don't mix."</p><p></p><p>"What if your business is shooting people?" Ishmael said, his grin revealing too-perfect teeth.</p><p></p><p>"Today it isn't," Sieran said, triggering calming pheremones to keep the seemingly trigger-happy mercenary cool.</p><p></p><p>The tram stopped and Ishmael leapt off, shimmering into invisibility as he went. </p><p></p><p>"Scouting ahead," he sent over tacticalShared before Sieran could say anything.</p><p></p><p>"Already there," AltecLansing(1) said, his swarmoid crawling out of the tram. "I've hacked all the video spimes and cameras in the area and it looks pretty tame. There's a few dozen people scattered about, mostly passing through looks like. Sphere's still pretty messed up - what exactly did she use to do that?"</p><p></p><p>"Years of training and probably weeks of planning," Hacron replied.</p><p></p><p>Sieran glanced at the Olympian with his suitcase and clunky-looking old revolver and wondered again exactly why the man was here...</p><p></p><p>"Hm... interesting..." AltecLansing(1) said over tacticalShared. There was a long pause.</p><p></p><p>"I'll bite, what exactly was interesting?" Ishmael replied. "In position by the way, not much going on here. Looks clear to approach."</p><p></p><p>Sieran grabbed a float-line and pulled himself towards the Sphere - or what was left of it. Raikov's androgynous and heavily-armed Sylph floated close behind, followed by Hacron as AltecLansing(1)'s swarm seethed along behind them in a metallic mass.</p><p></p><p>As the tunnel opened into the Sphere's cave-like 0-g chamber, AltecLansing(1) piped in again over tacticalShared. "It looks like... yep, someone else is accessing the feeds in this area too. Mesh alias <em>WingNuts</em>. Whoever it is just got a good look at all of us."</p><p></p><p>"Damnit," Raikov said out-loud behind Sieran.</p><p></p><p>Sieran turned to him/her. "What's wrong with that? We're just going to talk to her after all."</p><p></p><p>"Not the end of the world I guess, just don't like when people I might have to kill are one step ahead of me."</p><p></p><p>"No killing! Jeez, everyone does remember we're just trying to make contact and have a little chat, right?"</p><p></p><p>"I'll remember that as long as you remember that the last people that went to have a 'little chat' with Ridley are splattered all over the inside of that," Raikov said, pointing at the blackened, sealed-off remnants of the Sphere. "This isn't my favorite morph, but it's all I've got so I'd like to keep it intact."</p><p></p><p>"Fine. Think of those things, just don't shoot first." Sieran looked around at the people drifting by. Their expensive morphs drew some curious glances, but for the most part they were ignored.</p><p></p><p>"WingNuts just disconnected, before I could get a trace or any further information." AltecLansing(1) said. A moment later, Sieran got a message from OmniCorp:</p><p></p><p><em>Contact from Ridley - meet at the following coordinates...</em></p><p></p><p>Sieran shook his head as Archangel threw up a diagram of Extropia over tacticalShared in a swirl of virtual golden feathers.</p><p></p><p>AltecLansing(1) commented as their destination became clear. "Great. That's in a remote ventilation access. Almost no feeds - data, audio, visual, or otherwise in the area... and all the ones I can find are offline. Looks like the area where we're supposed to go is just off a three-tunnel junction next to a heavy filtration system. There could be anything there right now..."</p><p></p><p>Sieran shook his head and ordered Archangel to plot the fastest route to where Ridley is at. "Doesn't matter what's there except that we aren't and we're supposed to be. If you don't like it, I'll let you step out of your contract now."</p><p></p><p>By the time the golden beam of their route had finished tracing its way through the diagram of Extropia's passageways that spun slowly before them in VR, there was no further dissent and they were pushing their way towards another tram.</p><p></p><p><em>Let's just hope I'm right and they are wrong in their paranoia,</em> Sieran thought. <em>What profit would there be in Ridley blowing me up?</em></p><p></p><p>The thought comforted him until he reminded himself that they were on the border between the Inner System of Hypercorp profiteering and the Outer System of anarchist ideology where reputation was everything and profit meant nothing...</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Iron Sky, post: 5932152, member: 60965"] [b]Just Because You're Paranoid...[/b] [IMG]http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs43/f/2009/142/1/2/captured_by_the_void_by_eWKn.jpg[/IMG] Sieran glanced at the others, frowning as he saw Raikov and Ishmael toggle their safeties over tacticalShared. "Remember, use of weapons is a [I]last[/I] resort. Business and gunfire don't mix." "What if your business is shooting people?" Ishmael said, his grin revealing too-perfect teeth. "Today it isn't," Sieran said, triggering calming pheremones to keep the seemingly trigger-happy mercenary cool. The tram stopped and Ishmael leapt off, shimmering into invisibility as he went. "Scouting ahead," he sent over tacticalShared before Sieran could say anything. "Already there," AltecLansing(1) said, his swarmoid crawling out of the tram. "I've hacked all the video spimes and cameras in the area and it looks pretty tame. There's a few dozen people scattered about, mostly passing through looks like. Sphere's still pretty messed up - what exactly did she use to do that?" "Years of training and probably weeks of planning," Hacron replied. Sieran glanced at the Olympian with his suitcase and clunky-looking old revolver and wondered again exactly why the man was here... "Hm... interesting..." AltecLansing(1) said over tacticalShared. There was a long pause. "I'll bite, what exactly was interesting?" Ishmael replied. "In position by the way, not much going on here. Looks clear to approach." Sieran grabbed a float-line and pulled himself towards the Sphere - or what was left of it. Raikov's androgynous and heavily-armed Sylph floated close behind, followed by Hacron as AltecLansing(1)'s swarm seethed along behind them in a metallic mass. As the tunnel opened into the Sphere's cave-like 0-g chamber, AltecLansing(1) piped in again over tacticalShared. "It looks like... yep, someone else is accessing the feeds in this area too. Mesh alias [I]WingNuts[/I]. Whoever it is just got a good look at all of us." "Damnit," Raikov said out-loud behind Sieran. Sieran turned to him/her. "What's wrong with that? We're just going to talk to her after all." "Not the end of the world I guess, just don't like when people I might have to kill are one step ahead of me." "No killing! Jeez, everyone does remember we're just trying to make contact and have a little chat, right?" "I'll remember that as long as you remember that the last people that went to have a 'little chat' with Ridley are splattered all over the inside of that," Raikov said, pointing at the blackened, sealed-off remnants of the Sphere. "This isn't my favorite morph, but it's all I've got so I'd like to keep it intact." "Fine. Think of those things, just don't shoot first." Sieran looked around at the people drifting by. Their expensive morphs drew some curious glances, but for the most part they were ignored. "WingNuts just disconnected, before I could get a trace or any further information." AltecLansing(1) said. A moment later, Sieran got a message from OmniCorp: [I]Contact from Ridley - meet at the following coordinates...[/I] Sieran shook his head as Archangel threw up a diagram of Extropia over tacticalShared in a swirl of virtual golden feathers. AltecLansing(1) commented as their destination became clear. "Great. That's in a remote ventilation access. Almost no feeds - data, audio, visual, or otherwise in the area... and all the ones I can find are offline. Looks like the area where we're supposed to go is just off a three-tunnel junction next to a heavy filtration system. There could be anything there right now..." Sieran shook his head and ordered Archangel to plot the fastest route to where Ridley is at. "Doesn't matter what's there except that we aren't and we're supposed to be. If you don't like it, I'll let you step out of your contract now." By the time the golden beam of their route had finished tracing its way through the diagram of Extropia's passageways that spun slowly before them in VR, there was no further dissent and they were pushing their way towards another tram. [I]Let's just hope I'm right and they are wrong in their paranoia,[/I] Sieran thought. [I]What profit would there be in Ridley blowing me up?[/I] The thought comforted him until he reminded himself that they were on the border between the Inner System of Hypercorp profiteering and the Outer System of anarchist ideology where reputation was everything and profit meant nothing... [/QUOTE]
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