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gunsforhire2015-06-08 11:55 am
depthlesslock) wrote in gunsforhire2015-06-08 11:55 am
Entry tags:
The Winner Takes It All
Who: Agent York (Native), Louisiana, New Jersey, Control mercenaries
What: Infiltration for information
Where: A Control base
When: Early morning 6/8
Warnings: Blood, violence
This is definitely the right place. After hacking into the channel used by the Control merc he'd been shadowing, York has managed to track down the place the guy was sending his reports to. It's a warehouse in relatively good shape that appears abandoned from the outside save from fresh tire tracks in the dust. Thermals say there's heat inside, but his mod isn't advanced enough to show specifics, so he's going to have to be careful.
Moving quietly, York slips down to the building and, after poking around for a few minutes, finds a back entrance that looks pretty unused. Breaking into the lock and disabling the alarms takes mere seconds and he sneaks inside, closing the door behind him.
On the inside, the building looks far from abandoned and less like a warehouse. There's no one in sight yet, but the Thief isn't naive enough to think that he's alone here, so he keeps an eye and ear out for anyone as he makes his way through the corridors. Having the main network at the center of a base is pretty standard, so finding the control server isn't very difficult, though he pats the picked lock on the door as he passes through since the thing took him more than thirty seconds to crack. Once he's in, he hacks into the mainframe, grinning under his helmet as he remembers the conversation with Roxy concerning his hacking skills mere days ago. The grin grows when he's let in after just a few minutes and he takes out a data-chip and connects it to the console, starting to download the data.
While that's happening - and the bar tells him it will be one minute, forty seven seconds, but those things can jump between one minute to two seconds to five minutes - he hides himself by the hinged side of the door in case anyone comes in. When no one does and the download completes, he snags the chip and logs out of the system, hiding the chip in a slot in his helmet which should begin the transfer of the information to a server at the Fore Hire base, specifically set up for enemy intel and disconnected from their main servers in case there's any traps.
His work here is done and he leaves the console room as he found it, beginning to sneak back through the corridors as quickly as he can. He doesn't want to be here any longer than necessary.
What: Infiltration for information
Where: A Control base
When: Early morning 6/8
Warnings: Blood, violence
This is definitely the right place. After hacking into the channel used by the Control merc he'd been shadowing, York has managed to track down the place the guy was sending his reports to. It's a warehouse in relatively good shape that appears abandoned from the outside save from fresh tire tracks in the dust. Thermals say there's heat inside, but his mod isn't advanced enough to show specifics, so he's going to have to be careful.
Moving quietly, York slips down to the building and, after poking around for a few minutes, finds a back entrance that looks pretty unused. Breaking into the lock and disabling the alarms takes mere seconds and he sneaks inside, closing the door behind him.
On the inside, the building looks far from abandoned and less like a warehouse. There's no one in sight yet, but the Thief isn't naive enough to think that he's alone here, so he keeps an eye and ear out for anyone as he makes his way through the corridors. Having the main network at the center of a base is pretty standard, so finding the control server isn't very difficult, though he pats the picked lock on the door as he passes through since the thing took him more than thirty seconds to crack. Once he's in, he hacks into the mainframe, grinning under his helmet as he remembers the conversation with Roxy concerning his hacking skills mere days ago. The grin grows when he's let in after just a few minutes and he takes out a data-chip and connects it to the console, starting to download the data.
While that's happening - and the bar tells him it will be one minute, forty seven seconds, but those things can jump between one minute to two seconds to five minutes - he hides himself by the hinged side of the door in case anyone comes in. When no one does and the download completes, he snags the chip and logs out of the system, hiding the chip in a slot in his helmet which should begin the transfer of the information to a server at the Fore Hire base, specifically set up for enemy intel and disconnected from their main servers in case there's any traps.
His work here is done and he leaves the console room as he found it, beginning to sneak back through the corridors as quickly as he can. He doesn't want to be here any longer than necessary.