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capeandcowllogs2009-11-06 08:48 pm
hackeralastair) wrote in capeandcowllogs2009-11-06 08:48 pm
touched by supernova
WHO: Kiryu ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
satisfiedsigner, Alastair hackeralastair, Bakura shiromadoushi, and David chronosyoudidnt
WHERE: in and around the Porter building
WHEN: very late Friday night, close to midnight
WARNINGS: ?
SUMMARY: the attempted attack on the Porter and its subsequent heroic foiling. NOTE: one hit on the Porter has been mod-approved, but don't worry, She's not going down so easily!
FORMAT: para
Days worth of planning and hard work had brought them to this point. Finally, they were going to have their revenge - they were going to make the vaunted Porter listen, they were going to demand their friends back, and show that bitch that they weren't going to be kicked around anymore. The desire-fueled ideas were borderline insanity at this point, but Alastair was still cool and collected as he went about his part in the plan. He had to be, a hacker couldn't get carried away with his emotions.
They had picked up Bakura on the way and hastily gone over their plans one more time, before consenting to let the healer come along "just in case." At the moment, Alastair sat on a bus bench less than half a block away from the Porter building, thieving someone's unshielded wifi so he could finish the hacks he had spent the better part of the week on. Never in his wildest dreams had he expected the building's remote security to yield to him like this, but it never crossed his mind that perhaps the Porter would let him in. Of course not, a hacker of his caliber could work on skill alone - he didn't even need superpowers! He made sure any cameras or sensors that would pick up suspicious activity were disabled or distracted in a perfect sequence of timing, so Kiryu could waltz into the building as if he were just another metacitizen going in for a replacement comm device and go about planting his bombs at his leisure. There was a storage closet on the same floor as the lab that would do nicely for their warning shot.
Alastair kept his eyes glued to the code streaming across his laptop screen, alert for any hint that they had been detected by the master program. The Porter couldn't be asleep - she just brought another hero in a few hours ago. He had to stay on top of it no matter what was going on around him. He and Kiryu were communicating via headset radios, a last-minute addition to the plan so they wouldn't have to risk encrypted chatter on the networks. "Just let me know when you're on your way back out," he murmured into the mic. "That floor you're on is the most sensitive. If she catches you there..."
satisfiedsigner, Alastair hackeralastair, Bakura shiromadoushi, and David chronosyoudidntWHERE: in and around the Porter building
WHEN: very late Friday night, close to midnight
WARNINGS: ?
SUMMARY: the attempted attack on the Porter and its subsequent heroic foiling. NOTE: one hit on the Porter has been mod-approved, but don't worry, She's not going down so easily!
FORMAT: para
Days worth of planning and hard work had brought them to this point. Finally, they were going to have their revenge - they were going to make the vaunted Porter listen, they were going to demand their friends back, and show that bitch that they weren't going to be kicked around anymore. The desire-fueled ideas were borderline insanity at this point, but Alastair was still cool and collected as he went about his part in the plan. He had to be, a hacker couldn't get carried away with his emotions.
They had picked up Bakura on the way and hastily gone over their plans one more time, before consenting to let the healer come along "just in case." At the moment, Alastair sat on a bus bench less than half a block away from the Porter building, thieving someone's unshielded wifi so he could finish the hacks he had spent the better part of the week on. Never in his wildest dreams had he expected the building's remote security to yield to him like this, but it never crossed his mind that perhaps the Porter would let him in. Of course not, a hacker of his caliber could work on skill alone - he didn't even need superpowers! He made sure any cameras or sensors that would pick up suspicious activity were disabled or distracted in a perfect sequence of timing, so Kiryu could waltz into the building as if he were just another metacitizen going in for a replacement comm device and go about planting his bombs at his leisure. There was a storage closet on the same floor as the lab that would do nicely for their warning shot.
Alastair kept his eyes glued to the code streaming across his laptop screen, alert for any hint that they had been detected by the master program. The Porter couldn't be asleep - she just brought another hero in a few hours ago. He had to stay on top of it no matter what was going on around him. He and Kiryu were communicating via headset radios, a last-minute addition to the plan so they wouldn't have to risk encrypted chatter on the networks. "Just let me know when you're on your way back out," he murmured into the mic. "That floor you're on is the most sensitive. If she catches you there..."
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He paused, realization sinking in. He hadn't thought about it before, because the thread had been between himself and Nygma, but the entry the porter had replied to had been private.
"She could read what we said..." he said in a small, horrified voice. "She knew."