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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Iron Sky" data-source="post: 5875080" data-attributes="member: 60965">All for One<img src="http://www.coveroid.com/wallpapers/01324_newyorkcitybypaulobarcellosjr-800x600.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />Bose(2) sent a message to his prime with the interesting tidbit he'd just teased out of the mesh. A moment later, Bose was beside him in the virtual copy of their New York penthouse where they'd meet up to collaborate and share info."So Omnicorp is sending someone to contact some person named Ripley? Why is that interesting?" Bose said, walking over to the kitchen and mixing himself up a virtual mi tai."Two reasons. One, I'm pretty sure this 'Ripley' is the one from this."He played a clip from the cNews mesh archive, some story from a few days ago about a disgruntled Menton blowing up The Sphere bar and restaurant."Damn, I liked that place. Maybe they're expecting Ripley to pay damages on some Omnicorp personnel that got blown up," Bose said, lifting up his mi tai and quirking an eyebrow.Bose(2) shook his head and Bose shrugged, taking a sip. Bose(2) knew that Bose's drink was real as they all had access to the XP of the last five minutes of Bose's life on Earth that he'd recorded and had transmitted into an orbital dataSat for later retrieval as a postmortem Infugee."Well, that could be, except there was a mention of Earth..."Bose rubbed his lips as that sank in. Not that there were actual lips as they were both purely digital egos slumming in Extropia's freeHost sections of the Mesh, but Bose(2) knew the gesture as it was his exactly as much as it was Bose prime's."Okay, well let's do this. You do some research and see what you can find out about Omnicorp's legal personnel and I'll dig around and see what I can find about any recent hires in case they hired a freelancer to scope this out. Any idea where Bose(1) is at? He's copied himself somewhere in freeMesh that I can't find and hasn't been responding to queries."Bose(2) shrugged. "You must have had some sort of predominant rebellious thought when you forked him off. I shared this info with him too, so maybe he's already out somewhere looking for it."They both looked over at the window of the penthouse as a light flickered there. They exchanged a quirked eyebrow in almost exact unison, then walked over to the windows. As they neared, the window opaqued to hide the perpetually burning virtual New York 'outside', replacing it with a view of the storage locker where the Boses kept their morph.A hundred little robotic insects were scurrying across the wall, while a dozen others worked together to secure the lid to the stasis shell where the Swarmoid was kept."Um... Bose(1), what's going on?" Bose said."Following a lead of my own, keep me informed and I'll let you know what I find," Bose(1) replied, adding an unnecessary insectoid chittering sound to his speech that made Bose and Bose(2) chuckle."There might be some profit to be made out of all of this, so be smart," Bose said."I'm just as smart as you are and if I get some hard money, I'm keeping it," Bose(1) replied.Bose shrugged. "Fine, then I'll just integrate back into you instead of the other way around, just stay in touch."Bose(1) signed off, the window returning to its familiar view. Bose(2) shook his head. "See, what I tell you? Next time you fork, keep your mind calm.""Well, if I end up merging with him, I'll hold that thought on the forefront to be sure it sinks in. Anyway, meet back here in a few hours and we'll go over what we figured out.""Sounds like a plan," Bose(2) said.With a simultaneity born of nearly identical instincts and conditioning, they vanished from the shared VR space and shot off their own ways into the Mesh.</blockquote>

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