4.04: Touched by a virus.
Jun. 12th, 2007 07:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The task that Daemon lays out for Mouse and YT is simple enough: allow the Word to spread to its fullest extent. To that end, YT is sent off into the 'Net carrying a list of IP addresses and a copy of Mouse's encryption codes.
One by one, YT visits the systems Mouse has firewalled off. One by one, the firewalls drop, allowing the Word to spread to the systems beyond them.
Soon, only one firewall remains.
This one is special. What lies within this system is too important to be entrusted to an underling. There have been too many false starts already.
Surrounded by a fleet of Guardian transports, Daemon and her new entourage fly toward System Mainframe.
One by one, YT visits the systems Mouse has firewalled off. One by one, the firewalls drop, allowing the Word to spread to the systems beyond them.
Soon, only one firewall remains.
This one is special. What lies within this system is too important to be entrusted to an underling. There have been too many false starts already.
Surrounded by a fleet of Guardian transports, Daemon and her new entourage fly toward System Mainframe.
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Date: 2007-06-17 02:56 am (UTC)"Oh, you noticed," she said closing in on Bob and his face, "So you're a Sprite and I'm a Sprite... you know what that means."
She smiled at him beguilingly.
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Date: 2007-06-17 03:01 am (UTC)Hex kissed him. Mmmmm. Nice.
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Date: 2007-06-17 03:06 am (UTC)"Hex! I--w--ah--we c--we can't--what the--"
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Date: 2007-06-18 04:25 am (UTC)Bob is having a hell of a time just trying to form coherent thoughts, let alone a coherent sentence.
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Date: 2007-06-18 05:08 am (UTC)For a few picoseconds, the entire system is flooded with red light, coming from the twin firewalls in the sky. Bob takes advantage of the distraction to push Hex away and get to his feet.
When the red light dies, there's only one firewall.
"She's here."
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Date: 2007-06-18 05:28 am (UTC)Oh user have mercy on poor Bob.
Hex had by now started the engine and pulled up along side Bob- in a very clumsy manner indeed.
"Jump in, darling," she said as she arrived, "They'll need you at the Principle Office."
Then a look of pure mania passed over her face- or was it chlidlike happienss?
" I'll drive!" She said in her state of strange glee.