Sakura Futaba (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
codeoracle) wrote2017-05-07 08:14 pm
codeoracle) wrote2017-05-07 08:14 pm
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Same here. I don't need people snooping in my stuff.
[And thank you Shinjiro, that comm is now hers. She pulls out some tools and sets up on the desk. She's tempted to install her tracker, but the team's goal is to work with him--best not to do it unless it proves necessary.
Apologize ahead of time if her popping open shit and plugging things in is likely to freak you out, by the by. Because she's just...gunna do that.]
[And thank you Shinjiro, that comm is now hers. She pulls out some tools and sets up on the desk. She's tempted to install her tracker, but the team's goal is to work with him--best not to do it unless it proves necessary.
Apologize ahead of time if her popping open shit and plugging things in is likely to freak you out, by the by. Because she's just...gunna do that.]
[ Shinjiro openly stares at her work, somewhere in between horrified and impressed. She clearly knows what she's doing— which is good because he very much doesn't. ]
To be honest, I'd kind of resigned myself to not having a choice. I'm relieved that's not the case.
[ Not that he has anything particularly private on there, but he doesn't want a device he needs to rely on so much to be so easy to break into. ]
To be honest, I'd kind of resigned myself to not having a choice. I'm relieved that's not the case.
[ Not that he has anything particularly private on there, but he doesn't want a device he needs to rely on so much to be so easy to break into. ]
Mm...[She hums in response first, already in her zone. Her friends learned quickly that once she's in that headspace, she's almost noncommital with answers--if she even puts in that much effort.
Still, somewhere in her thoughts, it registers that this is someone she needs and wants to play nice with. A bit more effort on her part would probably go a long way. She could multitask just fine.]
It was one of the first projects I focused on. I can't make it completely untrackable, but by the time I'm done you'll have some tools to make anonymous posting easier...and hacking from the outside harder--a firewall basically. One of the best.
[Okay, so talking about something she's interested in definitely had her saying more than she had planned on. Huh. This conversation while working thing really wasn't all that hard.]
Still, somewhere in her thoughts, it registers that this is someone she needs and wants to play nice with. A bit more effort on her part would probably go a long way. She could multitask just fine.]
It was one of the first projects I focused on. I can't make it completely untrackable, but by the time I'm done you'll have some tools to make anonymous posting easier...and hacking from the outside harder--a firewall basically. One of the best.
[Okay, so talking about something she's interested in definitely had her saying more than she had planned on. Huh. This conversation while working thing really wasn't all that hard.]
[ Shinjiro nods, aware that Futaba's probably so focused on what she's doing that she doesn't see the motion. ]
I didn't figure it'd be completely untrackable. I'm guessing the government's got some shit in there.
[ Which he isn't terribly impressed with, but nothing about this version of America's government has him particularly impressed. It's just par for the course. ]
I didn't figure it'd be completely untrackable. I'm guessing the government's got some shit in there.
[ Which he isn't terribly impressed with, but nothing about this version of America's government has him particularly impressed. It's just par for the course. ]
I'll keep digging to see what else I can find on this investigation.
...What other kinds of help would you need? I only have classes and my part-time job...so I'm free most of the time.
...What other kinds of help would you need? I only have classes and my part-time job...so I'm free most of the time.
Oh, they definitely have some stupid crap in here. I'm worried about tampering with it if they use it for tracking...so I leave it alone.
[She might mess with it later on her own, but she's not risking someone else for her curiosity.]
[She might mess with it later on her own, but she's not risking someone else for her curiosity.]
I can't say I blame you. They'd probably lose their minds unless it's done delicately.
Totally. Or it could be hardwired to trip an alert or something. I'd have to spend a lot more time digging into this thing to do anything about it.
[She goes quiet again, tinkering with a few parts before closing up the device and making sure it booted up right. She makes quick work of installing several things and messing with coding before she holds it out to him.]
That should have you covered. My coding should allow you to more readily post anonymously if you need to--or to hide your identity behind an alias--whatever works.
[She goes quiet again, tinkering with a few parts before closing up the device and making sure it booted up right. She makes quick work of installing several things and messing with coding before she holds it out to him.]
That should have you covered. My coding should allow you to more readily post anonymously if you need to--or to hide your identity behind an alias--whatever works.
More research into the OTO and its connections to the government. My aim is to hunt them down before they can attack us again.
I should tell you Futaba, that this work may not be entirely safe. Or what the authorities would approve of.
[Look at him, being honest and trustworthy.]
I should tell you Futaba, that this work may not be entirely safe. Or what the authorities would approve of.
[Look at him, being honest and trustworthy.]
[ Shinjiro takes the comm unit and puts it back in his pocket. ]
Thanks again. I appreciate it.
[ Though now he's sharply aware that he's standing around in the room of a girl he barely knows. He glances towards the door, then looks back to her. ]
I should probably get going.
[ And then, because with the sad state of her kitchen, he just can't help it: ]
If you need someone to cook you a real meal sometime, just hit me up. I can help out with that.
Thanks again. I appreciate it.
[ Though now he's sharply aware that he's standing around in the room of a girl he barely knows. He glances towards the door, then looks back to her. ]
I should probably get going.
[ And then, because with the sad state of her kitchen, he just can't help it: ]
If you need someone to cook you a real meal sometime, just hit me up. I can help out with that.
I can handle it. I want to see OTO taken down as much as the rest of us--they've done too much damage.
...As for the risk--I've worked around government systems before. I'll be careful.
...As for the risk--I've worked around government systems before. I'll be careful.
Rewards...aren't exactly something I've given much thought to. I've always worked as part of a team, justice was its own reward.
...Fairness is a part of justice. I'll remember that. And...if I think of anything, I'll let you know.
Don't mention it. A friend of Yusuke's is a friend of mine. That earns you perks!
[Her grin is confident, but it quickly falters and is replaced with a mild look of surprise at his offer.]
Seriously? That'd um...be nice...
[Her grin is confident, but it quickly falters and is replaced with a mild look of surprise at his offer.]
Seriously? That'd um...be nice...
Sure, just let me know when you're interested.
[ And then he might show up with a couple of weeks worth of groceries when he does because holy shit, you can't live on ramen alone, Futaba!!!
He nods in her direction. He's not quite smiling himself— he looks far too serious for that— but his expression is at least somewhat open and about as friendly as he ever looks. ]
A home-cooked meal's nice to have once in a while.
[ And then he might show up with a couple of weeks worth of groceries when he does because holy shit, you can't live on ramen alone, Futaba!!!
He nods in her direction. He's not quite smiling himself— he looks far too serious for that— but his expression is at least somewhat open and about as friendly as he ever looks. ]
A home-cooked meal's nice to have once in a while.
Of course...what's up?
I got an idea I want to run by you.
But first...how are you doing? We haven't talked much lately aside from that team meeting.
[He hadn't really talked to much of anyone outside of his boyfriends and housemates since the Halloween house.]
But first...how are you doing? We haven't talked much lately aside from that team meeting.
[He hadn't really talked to much of anyone outside of his boyfriends and housemates since the Halloween house.]
I'm all ears. Eyes? Whatever.
oh...uhm Okay, I guess? I've had a trip to the hospital once or twice this week because of uh--well the porter. Don't ask.
[She probably should have kept her friends in the loop about those old injuries coming back, but she at least had the foresight to seek medical attention on her own before it got too bad.]
oh...uhm Okay, I guess? I've had a trip to the hospital once or twice this week because of uh--well the porter. Don't ask.
[She probably should have kept her friends in the loop about those old injuries coming back, but she at least had the foresight to seek medical attention on her own before it got too bad.]
are you serious!!!? You can't say that and brush it off! Are you really okay??
[Oops.]
I'm fine! Just some old...wounds bothering me. I got help once I kind of realized something was happening...
I'm fine! Just some old...wounds bothering me. I got help once I kind of realized something was happening...
oh
Fuck.
Some of mine are getting bad too, but not the really big ones... I'm glad you're getting help.
Fuck.
Some of mine are getting bad too, but not the really big ones... I'm glad you're getting help.
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