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<blockquote data-quote="Calinon" data-source="post: 1520433" data-attributes="member: 13737"><p><strong><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Arizona - Lockheed</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Johan</span></strong></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Anna takes the scanner and pretty soon is deep in conversation with Dr. Kentworthy and pouring over designs. Dr. Worthy is looking at you analytically. Without much warning, she reaches forward and holds your chin in her hand and leans in... getting closer, and closer and... </span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">...shining a light into your eyes. "Interesting. I've never seen such altered coloration of the eyes before. No really detectable pupils at all," she says with interest. "Is that a natural change or was it genetically engineered?" she asks. "I'd think you'd be able to see with very little light." She reaches over for some sort of swab. "It reminds me of the eyes of a species of monkey I studied not so long ago. I just need a little sample of the ocular fluids to compare genomes, so just hold perfectly still..." You can't but help thinking that she smells like apples and mango. Oh, and has a swab coming at your eyeball.</span></p><p> </p><p><strong><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Vince</span></strong></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">You find the terrain not suited to using super speed flight, and you're kind of glad you didn't. At first, the sandy soil is free of most roots, much like you'd expect in the desert environment, but as you get farther along, you find you have to slow down as some roots, then many more, start to appear. A few minor cave ins have occurred because of the loose nature of the soil and there are some critters flopping into the tunnel from above. Snakes, scorpions and ants.</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">There's a sharp turn at the end of the tunnel. You come flying around the corner and nearly run smack dab into a fairly obvious trap. Moving faster, you likely would have triggered it. There are wires criss-crossing the tunnel, spider thin and obvious a trigger mechanism for the four explosive filled cannisters located along the walls. You back up some and notice way in the distance of the tunnel, Simmons and Loki are still coming, though you can just barely make out the bobbing light of Loki..</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><em>Spot (19). Good!</em> </span></p><p> </p><p><strong><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Loki</span></strong></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">You sit in the dry, dark tunnel with Simmons.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Come on, kid," Simmons says. "The way he's flying, he'd miss any clues there might be along the way." He pulls you up by the arm and starts off down the tunnel. "Can you increase that light a bit? I'd like to have a good view of both walls, floor and ceiling."</span></p><p> </p><p><strong><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">New York - Methesda</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Straightjacket</span></strong></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Good on ya, boy," your Dad says. "There's a right and a wrong way to do things. It's one thing to kick down the door of a known criminal, or conduct some covert op, but another all together to raid a business like this in broad daylight," he says with a snort. "I see you're takin' after me in the tact department," he adds with a laugh and a clap on the shoulder. "Oh well, all the trainin' in the world aint gonna make someone into an instant tactician. Think your leader-chick demonstrated that, huh." </span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Kinda funny though," he says. "That Stephanie girl that has the hots for you has the same name as the company. Woah, heads up boy," your dad says as you get closer to the van. Looks like they didn't listen."</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">You see four security guards walking briskly to the main doors, and one of the flying battlesuit guards heading that way as well. A single female guard heads towards you, calling to you.</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Stop there, please," she says in an official but non-threatening manner. "I'll need you to come with me to the security office," she says.</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Daaaaaamn," you dad says, and you have to concur. That is a fine specimen of security guard approaching.</span></p><p> </p><p><strong><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Michelle, Sanjay</span></strong></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"I'll give it a go, sport," she says. "I don't think the comm will matter though," she says, starting to shift form. When she finishes, she's a small tiger, perhaps adolescent, the size of a lynx. Giving a little mrow, she jumps the counter and silently pads after Stephanie, Murphy and his men.</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"How about this computer?" Rebound says, looking over the counter at Stephanie's terminal. Lo and behold, it's not locked. </span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">A few quick keystrokes and you find it is connected to the network, though oddly enough, you have a feeling the network is not connected to the internet in any way. With only one terminal to work from, Rebound isn't much help, but you do manage to find the client records. (Computers 27). The list is lengthy, and doesn't detail sales.</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Hey!" Rebound says, "Search for project completion on the day we fought the Mole, and a few days before. Then we can match it up to the names maybe?"</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Running the search, you find four production completion reports. The reports themselves are locked with what appears to be a very difficult encryption key, but they do have client numbers on their front pages. Hacking directly into the client data or report data is going to be time consuming either way. Which do you want to do?</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Sanjay, you notice the two cameras in the computer room have stopped their sweeping scans, and instead are focussed on the computer terminal.</span></p><p> </p><p><em><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Spot (16). Good!</span></em></p><p> </p><p><strong><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">China</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">X12, Kevin</span></strong></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Yeah, well, we're supposed to look out for each other. Be a team and help each other, right?" Carl says. He looks a bit unsure about taking your hand though, and you have no idea why. "Uhhh...." Carl mumbles.</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Kevin has a pretty good idea why! After years of dodging work and turning being lazy into an art form, he recognizes someone milking something for all its worth. Carl is trying to milk that knock to the noggin he took, and he won't be able to if X12 'heals' him.</span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><em>What are you lookin' at?</em> Dara broadcasts mentally.</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Calinon, post: 1520433, member: 13737"] [b][font=Times New Roman]Arizona - Lockheed[/font][/b] [b][font=Times New Roman]Johan[/font][/b] [font=Times New Roman]Anna takes the scanner and pretty soon is deep in conversation with Dr. Kentworthy and pouring over designs. Dr. Worthy is looking at you analytically. Without much warning, she reaches forward and holds your chin in her hand and leans in... getting closer, and closer and... [/font] [font=Times New Roman]...shining a light into your eyes. "Interesting. I've never seen such altered coloration of the eyes before. No really detectable pupils at all," she says with interest. "Is that a natural change or was it genetically engineered?" she asks. "I'd think you'd be able to see with very little light." She reaches over for some sort of swab. "It reminds me of the eyes of a species of monkey I studied not so long ago. I just need a little sample of the ocular fluids to compare genomes, so just hold perfectly still..." You can't but help thinking that she smells like apples and mango. Oh, and has a swab coming at your eyeball.[/font] [b][font=Times New Roman]Vince[/font][/b] [font=Times New Roman]You find the terrain not suited to using super speed flight, and you're kind of glad you didn't. At first, the sandy soil is free of most roots, much like you'd expect in the desert environment, but as you get farther along, you find you have to slow down as some roots, then many more, start to appear. A few minor cave ins have occurred because of the loose nature of the soil and there are some critters flopping into the tunnel from above. Snakes, scorpions and ants.[/font] [font=Times New Roman]There's a sharp turn at the end of the tunnel. You come flying around the corner and nearly run smack dab into a fairly obvious trap. Moving faster, you likely would have triggered it. There are wires criss-crossing the tunnel, spider thin and obvious a trigger mechanism for the four explosive filled cannisters located along the walls. You back up some and notice way in the distance of the tunnel, Simmons and Loki are still coming, though you can just barely make out the bobbing light of Loki..[/font] [font=Times New Roman][i]Spot (19). Good![/i] [/font] [b][font=Times New Roman]Loki[/font][/b] [font=Times New Roman]You sit in the dry, dark tunnel with Simmons. [/font] [font=Times New Roman]"Come on, kid," Simmons says. "The way he's flying, he'd miss any clues there might be along the way." He pulls you up by the arm and starts off down the tunnel. "Can you increase that light a bit? I'd like to have a good view of both walls, floor and ceiling."[/font] [b][font=Times New Roman]New York - Methesda[/font][/b] [b][font=Times New Roman]Straightjacket[/font][/b] [font=Times New Roman]"Good on ya, boy," your Dad says. "There's a right and a wrong way to do things. It's one thing to kick down the door of a known criminal, or conduct some covert op, but another all together to raid a business like this in broad daylight," he says with a snort. "I see you're takin' after me in the tact department," he adds with a laugh and a clap on the shoulder. "Oh well, all the trainin' in the world aint gonna make someone into an instant tactician. Think your leader-chick demonstrated that, huh." [/font] [font=Times New Roman]"Kinda funny though," he says. "That Stephanie girl that has the hots for you has the same name as the company. Woah, heads up boy," your dad says as you get closer to the van. Looks like they didn't listen."[/font] [font=Times New Roman]You see four security guards walking briskly to the main doors, and one of the flying battlesuit guards heading that way as well. A single female guard heads towards you, calling to you.[/font] [font=Times New Roman]"Stop there, please," she says in an official but non-threatening manner. "I'll need you to come with me to the security office," she says.[/font] [font=Times New Roman]"Daaaaaamn," you dad says, and you have to concur. That is a fine specimen of security guard approaching.[/font] [b][font=Times New Roman]Michelle, Sanjay[/font][/b] [font=Times New Roman]"I'll give it a go, sport," she says. "I don't think the comm will matter though," she says, starting to shift form. When she finishes, she's a small tiger, perhaps adolescent, the size of a lynx. Giving a little mrow, she jumps the counter and silently pads after Stephanie, Murphy and his men.[/font] [font=Times New Roman]"How about this computer?" Rebound says, looking over the counter at Stephanie's terminal. Lo and behold, it's not locked. [/font] [font=Times New Roman]A few quick keystrokes and you find it is connected to the network, though oddly enough, you have a feeling the network is not connected to the internet in any way. With only one terminal to work from, Rebound isn't much help, but you do manage to find the client records. (Computers 27). The list is lengthy, and doesn't detail sales.[/font] [font=Times New Roman]"Hey!" Rebound says, "Search for project completion on the day we fought the Mole, and a few days before. Then we can match it up to the names maybe?"[/font] [font=Times New Roman]Running the search, you find four production completion reports. The reports themselves are locked with what appears to be a very difficult encryption key, but they do have client numbers on their front pages. Hacking directly into the client data or report data is going to be time consuming either way. Which do you want to do?[/font] [font=Times New Roman]Sanjay, you notice the two cameras in the computer room have stopped their sweeping scans, and instead are focussed on the computer terminal.[/font] [i][font=Times New Roman]Spot (16). Good![/font][/i] [b][font=Times New Roman]China[/font][/b] [b][font=Times New Roman]X12, Kevin[/font][/b] [font=Times New Roman]"Yeah, well, we're supposed to look out for each other. Be a team and help each other, right?" Carl says. He looks a bit unsure about taking your hand though, and you have no idea why. "Uhhh...." Carl mumbles.[/font] [font=Times New Roman]Kevin has a pretty good idea why! After years of dodging work and turning being lazy into an art form, he recognizes someone milking something for all its worth. Carl is trying to milk that knock to the noggin he took, and he won't be able to if X12 'heals' him.[/font] [font=Times New Roman][i]What are you lookin' at?[/i] Dara broadcasts mentally.[/font] [/QUOTE]
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