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Communications intercept. Transmission detected Tue 11th of Sep 2007 at 05:20 AM by RockyB. Communique follows:
[Tell] Nymbril: Something like that[Tell] Nymbril: You know a guy who goes by the name of 'Virusless'?
[Tell] Nymbril: Never heard of him. Some hardline humper I shuld watch out for?
[Tell] Nymbril: Hmm, strange that you hadn't heard of him. To be quite honest I thought he was associated with you. But if not, then no matter
[Tell] Nymbril: Have you got any more information that you could, ah, I dunno... Caress my mind with?
[Tell] Nymbril: I wouldn't know, you never really told me what you were looking for.
[Tell] Nymbril: About the Smith business, most of the non-classified information is already in your hands
[Tell] Nymbril: Huh. Playing hard to get.
[Tell] Nymbril: Well, how about a favor?
[Tell] Nymbril: Depends on what it is, of course. Ask away
[Tell] Nymbril: First I'll need to know how many strong shoulders you can round up.
[Tell] Nymbril: At such short notice, not very many. 6, possible seven, not including me
[Tell] Nymbril: It shouldn't take too many of you handsome suits to help little ol' me.
[Tell] Darkspacer: May I trouble you for a moment of your time?
[Tell] Darkspacer: Of course you may, although I'm afraid it'll be sorely limited. I'm in a delicate negotiation at the moment
[Tell] Nymbril: Just for a small tour around MegaCity. I can gather my own information and possibly share it with you if you're good.
[Tell] Darkspacer: Another time then, I don't wish to hamper your operations. It's regarding joining your faction.
[Tell] Darkspacer: Ah, excellent, a new recruit
[Tell] Darkspacer: I'm always happy to talk, although I must admit now is not the most felicitous occasion
[Tell] Nymbril: But right now I'm trapped in Creston Heights. This Neighborhood Watch is everywhere.
[Tell] Nymbril: I have four operatives on tap at the moment, with more jacking in as we speak
[Tell] Darkspacer: Please, mail me at your discretion then. Don't let me intrude further
[Tell] Darkspacer: Around an hour is all I need. If you're still jacked in then, I'll be back in touch.
[Tell] Nymbril: And since I'm not supposed to be here, I've got a bad feeling Agents are coming to... Well, you know.
[Tell] Darkspacer: I expect to be, I'm about to run an assignment for Gre
[Tell] D3athBlad3: where you want me?
[Tell] Nymbril: Do you have a location for us?
[Tell] Nymbril: I'm in Creston Heights... I can see the hardline but I can't get to it.
[Tell] Nymbril: It's surrounded by trees and bad guys.
RockyB: Well hello there
Nymbril: Whoa! Watch out!
RockyB: Jeez there are some aggravating programs around here
RockyB (shouting): I've got her, come on in guys!
RockyB: I believe our other operatives are just finishing off the opposition
Olink: Yell'o
RockyB: So, care to tell me what this is about?
Nymbril: Great job...
Nymbril: Listen, get me to that hardline over there...
D3athBlad3: rocky... get her on the team
Nymbril: ...Then we should be good.
RockyB: You're the boss. Escort the lady, guys
D3athBlad3: i can teleport her
Prodigel: in a new york minute
Gookin: I'll heal any wounds that may occur
D3athBlad3: clear
RockyB: Come on through
Nymbril: My my, who would have known Machines could be so... Mmm, manly.
Nymbril: Thank you, sweeties.
Prodigel: Anytime.
Nymbril: Let's get to some place safer, eh?
RockyB: Might be an idea
Gookin: Sounds good
Prodigel: where'd she go?
RockyB: Somewhere safer
Prodigel: typical
RockyB: I'm sure we'll find out soon
[Tell] Nymbril: I was going to offer you an escort to the club, but nevermind. What's your definition of 'safer' then?
[Tell] Nymbril: Meet me at Mercury's place.
[Tell] Nymbril: He's a nice guy. He let's me use his toys when I wish. It also helps to stay secret when you're 14 meters underground.
RockyB: It sure does
Nymbril: Alright...
RockyB (shouting): When you're ready gentlemen
Nymbril: Hm? What's with the shouting?
RockyB: Just telling them to get a move on
D3athBlad3: Rocky likes to hear his own voice
Nymbril: Hah, whatever.
Nymbril: Anywho...
Nymbril: I've been compiling all the things I've been researching here.
RockyB: Oh? Sounds interesting
Nymbril: Merc's a nice guy even if he doesn't talk much.
RockyB: Yeah, I ran a few missions for him back when I was newly awakened
RockyB: Seemed a nice enough guy
RockyB: For an exile
Nymbril: Well, that question I asked you, Rocky, was just one of many things I'm looking into.
Nymbril: My mentor's case is a strange one... Many of us originally dropped out trying to help him, but complexity is something I've always lusted after.
RockyB: And you've found it, by the sounds of things
Nymbril: Something like that.
Nymbril: Well, I'm one of the last of us still searching for a cure.
Nymbril: And I think I might have found it...
RockyB: One of the last?
Nymbril: Yeah, pretty much, hon.
RockyB: That indicates there's more out there
RockyB: Why aren't they here with you?
Nymbril: We all kind of... Split up after a few fights. Arguments. That sort of crap.
RockyB: Hmm, I have some inkling of that
RockyB: A man called Perspektive, for a start
Nymbril: Ohhh...
Nymbril: That punk.
Nymbril: Was kind of cute until he shaved his head.
Nymbril: But he was one who really took what our mentor said seriously, way seriously.
RockyB: And you just tagged along then I suppose?
Nymbril: Which is great and all but... Nah. I was the leader.
RockyB: Are you ready to tell us the great secret yet?
RockyB: Who, exactly, is this 'mentor'?
Nymbril: Well, like I was saying.
Nymbril: I've might have found the cure.
Nymbril: And unlike Indiana Jones, there's no way for me to reach it or take it.
RockyB: And that's where we come in, I suppose?
Nymbril: I would like to hope so, yeah.
RockyB: But is it brute force you require ... or something more?
Nymbril: Well...
Nymbril: ...Agent Gray. Has he ever let you guys have anything... Oh I dunno... Secret?
Nymbril: Blah. No. This won't work.
RockyB: Gray isn't one for telling us what he's up to
Nymbril: Yeah, I thought so.
RockyB: Something we learn to live with
Nymbril: Well, I've narrowed it done to where I am certain the Machines may know the cure.
Nymbril: Actually, they probably know much more than just a silly cure.
RockyB: Hmm. As strange as this may sound ... have you actually got in touch with him yourself?
RockyB: Rather than going through intermediatries
Nymbril: Agent Gray? Nope. I wish I could, though.
Nymbril: Think you can help me pass this Zion training certification B.S.?
RockyB: As this heady talk about finding a cure, and now we come back down to earth with a thump
Nymbril: Hm. Yeah. Too long.
RockyB: I think it's pretty obvious that you're skilled
Nymbril: We've only got, what, 3 days? 2?
RockyB: Two, according to your time-line
Nymbril: Yeah... :(
Nymbril: If I can only get in contact with him...
Nymbril: Not Gray.
Nymbril: Gray won't listen. But my mentor...
RockyB: Your Mentor being who, exactly. You keep skirting the subject
Nymbril: If he knows what to do there's a chance he can save himself by contacting the Machines. Gray will surely not think twice about having something my mentor will need.
Nymbril: Ok, ok, wait up.
Nymbril: ...But how could I contact him...?
[Tell] Pyroclasam: Any idea where BloodLust is? I'm looking to have a "Chat" with him
RockyB: Gookin ...
Gookin: Rocky
[Tell] Pyroclasam: I'm afraid I haven't seen him.
Nymbril: ...That kind of communication will take some power.
Nymbril: I mean, just a small amount. Barely able to be called stealing.
RockyB: Not as much power as those lights, I'd hope.
RockyB: Stealing from where?
Nymbril: Lights? Oh dear, no. Those Sleepwalkers, pfft.
Nymbril: Well, we could transfer some virtual power, yeah.
RockyB: From where, exactly?
Nymbril: But could you guys protect me, I wonder, or will you gentlemen even help me still.
Gookin: Ok how about we put it this way, we aren't doing anyhting unless we know who its for, now tell us or i shoot you here and now!
Nymbril: The Powerlines, of course.
RockyB: Gookin, cool it man
Nymbril: Settle down, honey.
RockyB: let the lady talk, we'll get the the why's in good time
Gookin: *sigh* It's your call
Nymbril: We need to do this quick, lickety-split.
Prodigel: I'm not going to do anything til I know who its for, Rock.
RockyB: Sorry honey, Gook and Prodigel have a point
Nymbril: Hm.
RockyB: Where, why, who
Prodigel: Now spill it, or we don't do anything for anyone.
RockyB: Although the middle one is at least partially covered
RockyB: Guns down lads
Nymbril: Look... All I am trying to do is help save the man who woke me up.
Prodigel: hmph
Nymbril: And the truth is...
Nymbril: ...I... I never learned his name.
Nymbril: :|
TheTaxidermist: gookin
Gookin: What!
Prodigel: You've got to be kidding me...
RockyB: Ok, leave it for now
TheTaxidermist: go check the downstairs area a few times, come back calmer
RockyB: Next up, where
Nymbril: Where? Guinness Lake, right?
RockyB: There ain't no way in hell we're highjacking power from our bosses
Nymbril: Just a little. Think of it as... Stealing cable for about 4 minutes. Or as long as it will take for me to find his likeness in the code and message him.
RockyB: Right
RockyB: We'll go to Guiness with you
Nymbril: Virtual power is what we need, else my hovercraft could do it.
RockyB: But I'm not comfortable with it, and I'm sure my men aren't either.
Prodigel: For the record, I'm totally opposed to this.
Nymbril: Really? You'll help me? :)
RockyB: For now
RockyB: Gookin, I want you to report in to Gray. Tell him where we're going
Gookin: Roger that
Nymbril: I'll make it up to you, don't worry about that much. And I'm sure he will be grateful to whatever end if I succeed.
RockyB: Let's move out then
D3athBlad3: Rocky... ill scout ahead
RockyB: You have a hardline in the vicinity?
D3athBlad3: Got a drop i need to make on the way
RockyB: Go to it death
Nymbril: None in Westview. It's a dangerous place.
RockyB: Don't worry, we'll get you there
Gookin: Ok Gray say's to be wary as always
RockyB: What the hell else does he ever say?
Nymbril: Hehe...
Gookin: I'm just the messenger
Nymbril: Let's go.
Gookin: Now time to get some better guns...
[Tell] Nymbril: I'll be having to cross the bridge over there to Westview. You guys are suiting up?
[Tell] Nymbril: Don't worry about it, I told you we'd get you there
RockyB: Ok Tax, pull us in
Nymbril: Oh wow.
Nymbril: Uh oh.
Nymbril: Heh. That felt interesting.
RockyB: A new trick we've developed since the war. Comes in handy
Nymbril: Ok, heading to the first Powerline node.
RockyB: Right behind you
RockyB: Good work death
D3athBlad3: its what i do best
RockyB: Well, so much for the guards
Nymbril: Mmm, nice work.
Nymbril: Ok, what have we got here...
Nymbril: Gah!
RockyB: Protected?
Nymbril: It's shielded here. That won't do.
Nymbril: Let's go further down the line.
RockyB (shouting): Take 'em down!
Nymbril: Where's the rest of your elite crew, Rocky?
Nymbril: Though you two are taking them down fast enough.
RockyB: Oh, they're around
RockyB: Just because you can't see them doesn't mean they're not here
Nymbril: Argh! Connection bugs.
RockyB: Will this pylon do, or do we need to get further down?
Nymbril: That node should do the trick.
RockyB: Fair enough
Nymbril: Ok, give me some time.
RockyB: We'll try to. I can't guarantee that backup won't arrive
RockyB: Take up defensive positions, we've got hostiles incoming
Nymbril: Ouch!
RockyB: You okay?
Nymbril: Yeah...
Nymbril: '...Seek Gray...' No, that won't work.
Nymbril: Hm. Just some more time.
RockyB: We'll hold them off as long as we can
Nymbril: '...Magic word...' Hm.
RockyB: Open Sesame?
Nymbril: Ah. Yeah! '...The eyes...'
Nymbril: '...Are not...'
Nymbril: '...Here.'
Nymbril: '...There... Are...'
Nymbril: '...No... Eyes...'
Nymbril: '...Here.'
Nymbril: Yes! Bingo.
Nymbril: Ok, we've got to go.
RockyB: You in?
RockyB: Good
Nymbril: I've sent the message.
Nymbril: He might understand it but no one else.
RockyB: Now all we have to do is wait for him to call, hey?
Nymbril: Still, if we're caught here after such a transmission, we'll be in big trouble.
Nymbril: Don't want to ruin your reputation...! Let's go.
RockyB: Move out
Nymbril: Damn. The sausage brigade is back.
RockyB: Not for long
RockyB: Shit, you ok?
Nymbril: I... Alright...
RockyB: Tax, can you get her patched up?
Nymbril: Ahem. Is there a close hardline? Or are we stuck in the middle?
D3athBlad3: down that road
RockyB: Close, but not that close
Nymbril: Ok. Lead the way.
RockyB: 2 ahead, three behind, move out!
Nymbril: Ah!
RockyB: Clear
RockyB: Well, now it is
Nymbril: Ok! Thanks! See you soon.
Gookin: Get out of here!
RockyB: Sure. Maybe next time we'll get some answers
[Tell] Nymbril: I don't know if I will be able to keep in contact with you. Right now I've got to concentrate on getting my small craft out of broadcast depth.
[Tell] Nymbril: ...So it may be a while until we meet again, hun.
[Tell] Nymbril: If you can, get a message to Data Node one. We'll be able to pick it up
[Tell] Nymbril: I could try.
[Tell] Nymbril: But until then, take care. I hope it works out ok for you and your 'Mentor'
[Tell] Nymbril: Thanks again for the help. You probably are responsible now for saving a great man, I hope...
[Tell] Nymbril: Tell those other hunks I said thanks. ;)
[Tell] Nymbril: Glad to be of service. Let's just hope doesn't turn out to have been a mistake on ourpart
[Tell] Nymbril: But hey, I've always been a sucker for mysterious ladies
[Tell] Nymbril: I think it's safe to say the Glitch Society really does live up to its reputation. See ya, cowboy.
[Tell] Nymbril: Take care