[ He pulls his hand out of his pocket, comm unit held in it. ]
Privacy's pretty important to me.
[ It has occurred to him that she could put her own stuff in there to track him if she were inclined, but Shinjiro's choosing to trust Yusuke's friend. ]
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.]
[ 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. ]
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.]
[ 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. ]
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.
[ 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.
[ 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.
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Date: 2017-11-22 02:15 am (UTC)Privacy's pretty important to me.
[ It has occurred to him that she could put her own stuff in there to track him if she were inclined, but Shinjiro's choosing to trust Yusuke's friend. ]
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Date: 2017-11-22 05:28 am (UTC)[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.]
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Date: 2017-11-22 05:35 am (UTC)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. ]
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Date: 2017-11-22 05:52 am (UTC)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.]
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Date: 2017-11-22 05:58 am (UTC)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. ]
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Date: 2017-11-25 03:04 am (UTC)[She might mess with it later on her own, but she's not risking someone else for her curiosity.]
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Date: 2017-11-25 07:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-11-26 12:03 am (UTC)[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.
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Date: 2017-11-26 12:39 am (UTC)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.
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Date: 2017-12-06 02:06 am (UTC)[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...
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Date: 2017-12-06 02:20 am (UTC)[ 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.