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Post by Aminee Starlight on Apr 9, 2012 20:55:53 GMT -6
"Not what I meant." Aminee answered Grimm before looking over to 201. "Are there any spare rooms available for them to sleep in?" If not she could always offer Sam her bed while she slept on the floor, she wasn't as willing to share her room with Grimm however. Maybe he could sleep in the library. Until now Aminee didn't even know they had a library. Looked like she was going to have to ask for the full tour at some point.
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Post by grimmhallows on Apr 10, 2012 3:17:06 GMT -6
Grey suddenly jumped up and down excited and his scythe flashed about, displaying in full the excitement reflected on his rather childish and even immature face at the time. While it did flash and slash about, it did not damage or impair anything; more just danced about wildly and flashed, occasionally shooting small sparks. Grey recalled the large scythe, and grinned viciously, took 201 by in his arms and hugged the captain; though sort of roughly, considering how uncontrolled he was.
After releasing 201, he ran right past her, and began almost ripping through the corridors of the base, trying to find that "sacred" library. A few yell's and scream's of discomfort and anger could be heard as he raced off, and a the occasional tearing of metal could also be heard as he reached dead-ends; his scythe quickly making a neat new doorway to the other side.
"The books! Up back, the cap says. Alright, finally. I'll be able to figure out the magic boxes and how to read thier pages!"
When he got to the research room, he almost tackled down the door; the hinges groaned and the slam from it hitting the other side of the wall must have been heard by the better half of the base. He dived at the books he sore and began almost ripping through them, 4 pages a minute, his eyes mysteriously glowing and scanning the pages.
"Computers . . . . computers . . . " He spoke softly to himself as he calmed his whole self down and began reading. As he finished a book, he took up two more that he saw sort of connected to ech other in terms of info, and he began scanning them both, reading them both a page at a time.
His grin turned from the usual malicious smirk to a sort of calm and gentle joy rarely witnessed by anyone; something even books rarely brought.
As he scanned through the books, his eyes stayed alight, his hands furiously reaching for more books.
He seemed really happy; hard for someone with so much hurt left in him after the years.
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Post by Ayen on Apr 11, 2012 23:14:17 GMT -6
"Are there any spare rooms available for them to sleep in?"
“We have one currently vacant.”
201 looked over to Sam and noted his size compared to that of their other guest before looking back at Aminee.
“Shouldn't be a problem.”
In the next moment to pass Grey would grab 201 into a tight hug while overwhelmed with joy at the news that there were real live books in this place. All the woman did in response was pat his back slightly before being released and watching him run off to the library.
“Guy really likes his books.” |
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Post by Aminee Starlight on Apr 12, 2012 22:51:56 GMT -6
The Pop Idol couldn't help but noticed that 201 was eying Sam's height after she asked her question. Hopefully Sam didn't notice as he had already gotten through with getting on Grimm about his height on more than one occasion. Walking over to her, Aminee leaned into her ear and whispered, "It's rude to stare!" before taking a step back and watching Grimm excitedly leaving for the library while shaking her head and laughing lightly. "Yeah he does." She turned back to Sam. "Are you hungry? Want anything to eat?"
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Post by shireling on Apr 13, 2012 0:40:17 GMT -6
"I could use some food". Sam said, standing. He half-glanced over at Grimm ad shrugged. Books were great and all, and Sam loved to hear folklore and all that, but he lacked the sheer relish that Grimm had. Besides that, Sam struggled through books and had just given up some when it got too hard on more than one occasion. His father had not approved of books in the slightest.
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Post by grimmhallows on Apr 13, 2012 3:02:50 GMT -6
Grey was quite relaxed as he finished turning the last page of some research papers he'd discovered attached to just about everything; his eyes no longer glowing, but seeming both relieved and a little scared. At least he now knew all there was to know about computers; from the smallest of binaries to the usage and maintenance of entire defense systems and networks. He walked rather casually out, and looked for a computer to test his new-found knowledge. Grey's darker hair and casual stance was wildly contrasted to 15 minutes before, when he'd gone almost on a witch hunt for the books; he figured he should probably fix the holes he'd made, now that he had a schematic of both the base and the city of Isafaro burned into his mind.
'What a nuisance I've been . . . Tch, best go apologize a'fore someone's gets to blaming me."He muttered to himself as he walked off, sealing off any walls he'd busted through and moved back tot he entrance. After a quick look at his watch from the confines of his jacket (which still remained a mystery even to Grey), he wandered into what looked like a corridor.
"Dorms" was what the map had said, and he remembered them being somewhat small and more like a barracks. Shaking his head, and recalling the map, he decided he should stock up on food before looking for the others he'd met; specifically Sam, whom Grey thought might like another little gift and another little show of "magic".
His considerate mood was broken when he realized something, looked for his sisters book, and knocked himself on the head to remind himself that he'd lent it to the odd pair he'd met in the library.
"That was a pretty silly thing for me to do, now wasn't it, Lia?" He scolded himself and sighed. Shaking his head, he thought of where else to go for now, where to explore, and if there was anyone he should meet.
Suddenly erupting with egocentricity again, he raced to the nearest computer, and began typing madly. He grinned as he found everything was in working order; except he noticed a considerable amount of traffic between a certain file and an 'unknown server'.
Eyeing the monitor suspiciously, he got up, and walked calmly to find someone of importance; it might be a 'glitch', or maybe someone sending intel to some field agents or such. But Grey didn't want to assume a positive outlook either.
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Post by Ayen on Apr 13, 2012 17:05:03 GMT -6
"It's rude to stare!"
“I wasn't. Simply noting that his small size gives him a unique advantage.”
"I could use some food."
“Come on, then. Let's head to the kitchen.”
201 led them out of the room and into a narrow corridor. At the end of the corridor they would be able to smell food cooking as 201 entered into a small kitchen that once upon a time used to be an experimental room for Bio-Weapons. Now the only experiments it performed were with recipes and 201 mixing sodas together.
“What are you two in the mood for? Baked beans? Chicken? Pasta? Tuna?”
Fortunately for Grimm he wouldn't have to search long for an expert as he would run into Imai Katayo who was just passing by, an eyebrow cocked and wondering what the man was doing here. She was updated on the arrival of their new guests but would've thought he'd still be with the others.
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Post by grimmhallows on Apr 13, 2012 20:11:59 GMT -6
Grey was a little apprehensive at first; eyeing the young lady rather suspiciously, and shrugging.
"I've only just read all your books on computer systems, and all the databases, and after doing a quick check to see if I could notice anything, something seemed a little off with one of the temp file in your cache, you see." Grey sort of fumbled a bit with his jacket, and screwed up his face in a sort worried expression which didn't really suit him; far better to the eye when he had that trademark smirk.
"Temp files shouldn't be sending data right? But you guys have a file in your network cache that is transferring a rather worrying amount of data. I thought maybe it might be some intel you guys are sending out to field agents, or whatever, but it could be more malignant, don't you agree?"
Grey hummed a little, seemingly to calm himself down, his eyes flashed a little in a pang of excitement, but faded quickly. It might be a hacker, or it might be a glitch; either way, he was interested in where the data was going.
"Tch, I just learn how to read the books on the computers, and already I'm finding problems with them. What a nuisance."
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Post by Aminee Starlight on Apr 16, 2012 3:35:41 GMT -6
Aminee stayed by the entrance of the kitchen, leaned up against the wall and folding her arms as she looked towards the others. "I'm good, thanks." She was more or less just here so Sam had a familiar face nearby. The Pop Idol didn't like leaving someone who were still new to everything with people they may not have trusted entirely yet. "We should probably prepare something for Grimm to eat later. Just in case."
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Post by Ayen on Apr 21, 2012 19:58:10 GMT -6
"I've only just read all your books on computer systems, and all the databases, and after doing a quick check to see if I could notice anything, something seemed a little off with one of the temp file in your cache, you see."
“What?”
"Temp files shouldn't be sending data right? But you guys have a file in your network cache that is transferring a rather worrying amount of data. I thought maybe it might be some intel you guys are sending out to field agents, or whatever, but it could be more malignant, don't you agree?"
Imai's eyes widened in horror as she ran into the room Grimm came out of and looked at the computer to see with her own two eyes what the man has been saying.
“Shit!”
Imai got out her radio and spoke into it.
“We have a breach! Repeat, we have a breach!”
"I'm good, thanks. We should probably prepare something for Grimm to eat later. Just in case."
“All right. Chef! Get me some pasta for the little guy here, chicken for me and some baked beans and tunic for my friend over here.”
201 looked to Aminee.
“You can give it to him. Wouldn't that be sweet?”
Beep, beep!
“Of course. Right while I'm getting ready to eat.
201 grabbed the radio from her pocket and spoke into it.
“What?”
“We have a breach! Repeat, we have a breach!”
“Shit.”
201 turned off the radio and then headed out of the kitchen.
“You both stay right here, got it?”
201 didn't have time to wait for their confirmation as 201 fled from the kitchen and ran to the nearest computer available to help the other computer techs stop the breach dead in its track and find out where it was coming from. |
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Post by Aminee Starlight on Apr 23, 2012 2:41:54 GMT -6
The Pop Idol's eyes went wide to what she heard Imai say on the other side of the radio. Had they've been found out by the Crimson Vulture or was it another group of attackers altogether? She moved to follow 201 but she told her and Sam to stay put which only made the Pop Idol fear of the situation increase. "201, wait. What's going on? 201!?" No answer. 201 was already gone and Aminee was worried. Unable to stand there and just wait, Aminee ran after 201 and found her working on a computer. "201, what's going on? What are you doing?"
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Post by grimmhallows on Apr 23, 2012 3:47:56 GMT -6
Grey quickly joined the young computer tech team on the network, creating himself a rather temporary user name and loaded the "cmd" box; his fingers faster than lightning, he replicated himself at every computer available. All began working furiously, but Grey's face already showed slight fatigue at controlling so many of himself.
"Tch, this guy's computer skills are a real nuisance. Remind me to go overboard when it comes to giving no mercy to this ingrate . . . " Grey muttered, which echoed from every Grey in the immediate vicinity. loading all sorts of networking commands, he began trying to seal the files privileges off one by one, beginning with a virus that disabled all network connections on files.
Quickly realizing the virus would spread, he locked the file in a self coded quarantine; while at first it didn't work well, he managed to correct any codes he mis-typed and raced for the next part; tracking.
It didn't take him long, after having created a dummy file that acted like the original leak; only sending false information.
he noticed several teams must have been helping during this team, as even Grey wasn't able to type so quickly with as many clones as he had.
After coughing a little, his clones vanished, and he nearly collapsed. But the location had indeed been found; the palace at Isafaro the source.
"They hacked you directly . . . What a nuisance . . . " Grey said as he fainted and screwed up his face in disgust; obviously aimed at his own lack of strength and stamina.
He fell to the floor and closed his eyes, his last thoughts being of his own incompetence, and his library.
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Post by Ayen on Apr 23, 2012 8:06:52 GMT -6
Imai watched unnerved, advanced computer tech like this not being her forte so all she could do was watch and hope her team would be able to stop whoever were hacking them.
"Tch, this guy's computer skills are a real nuisance. Remind me to go overboard when it comes to giving no mercy to this ingrate . . . "
“Let's focus on one thing at a time.”
Imai began to bite on her nails, watching as Grimm went to work and then freaking out when she saw the copies of hims at other computers.
“H-how did you do that!?”
"They hacked you directly . . . What a nuisance . . . "
Imai watched as Grimm collapsed on the ground.
“What a nuisance.”
She then called in others to help her pick Grimm up off the floor and get him to the infirmary.
"201, what's going on? What are you doing?"
“A little busy right now...”
201 helped to stop the virus dead in its track and while the hacker was being fed false information 201 was tracking down his location and printed it out on a map for the resistance to use later to track him or her down and get answers.
“We had a security breach. A hacker got through and attempted to shut us down. Had they succeeded the holographic imagery shielding us from the rest of Isafaro would have went down and we'd be sitting ducks.” |
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Post by Aminee Starlight on Apr 24, 2012 9:16:33 GMT -6
Aminee wasn't happy with that answer but she said nothing more as 201 worked on the computer. Her eyes looking at the screen anxiously. This was where being computer illiterate sucked ass. The printer would be the next thing to catch the Pop Idol's attention as she immediately set her sights on that and the paper 201 now held in her hand as she explained more about the breach. "Someone got through? Are you going to use that to find him?"
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Post by grimmhallows on Apr 25, 2012 3:25:29 GMT -6
 Lia of the Eclipse was awake; more than that, she felt Grey alive and well. Her pistol remained with him, and she remembered suddenly her own death, if slightly vague. But now the joining had occurred. And Grey was on the edge of exhaustion, though how remained elusive to the Lady of the Eclipse Knights. She walked fondly through the halls of the library only shortly; knowing full well that if need be she could return and treat Grey there. But she sensed no wounds, unless she counted Grey's immense pride, which would be more than a little dented if he did not wake quickly. "He can be a real bother, my brother can. Always into trouble somewhere," She mused, and giggled slightly, her sword in her magic-gloved hand. Walking slowly to the great door at the end, she stepped through, and shook her head; somehow Grey had ended up in yet another rebellion, and somehow she was alive again. She opened a door to this new realm, leaving her favourite books behind, and smiled. She entered a small room with beds nearby; a few gasps and the step of stumbling footsteps. Grey himself lay in a slightly larger bed; his size not matching the rest of the dwellers here, who all eyed her sudden eruption for the rift both suspiciously and fearfully. Even her gentle smile couldn't calm them, and she shrugged lightly. "Grey . . . Grey! Wake up . . . " She called to him, walking beside him. Then, with her gloved hand, she knocked him square on the head, and rather hard. "WAKE UP YOU LAZY ASS!" She screamed at him. --------  Grey woke suddenly to find his dead foster sister above him; the first thing through his mind being simple. "Tch, a nuisance of a dream to suffer from as I rest." He changed his tone after being hit on the head rather heavily once more, however, and he looked shocked and more than happily surprised to the see the woman alive; not just alive, but speaking. "S-sister?! How is this possible!? . . . Wait . . . could the library ha-" Grey was about to speak but an alarm went off; something similar to the last alarm he heard. Hearing the rushing of footsteps, Lia seemed to prepare herself. Grey got up, summoned his deathly scythe and motioned for her to step aside. A kick of the door led to them coming in and surrounding them; a number of them armed with guns. "Send for 201, tell her that we gotta celebrate!" Grey said with a wide smirk, as he looked to his revived sister. "Sister, you really can make a nuisance of yourself, you know that?" Lia simply hugged him around the waist and cried, and Grey's sharp smirk turned to a deeper appreciation that even lead to a tear. "Tch, sook." Grey said, to recieve a much lighter hit to the head. "Ass." Several guards ran off, and Grey also mentioned to get Aminee and Sam. It was about time that they met his family. |
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