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North Town
"I'm not supposed to have access to it, let's just say…" she offered in coy, ambiguous explanation on her way away after they landed.The adjustment to a cooperative protocol was… well it was new. Not unwelcome, just new, and nobody could deny the fact that what they were capable of in cooperation was an entire league ahead of their sum parts, or at least that was her opinion, anyway.
Once on the roof, the ripple that was her (in)visible form opened a tiny window as her palm deposited a relay attached to one of the cooling fans, anchoring the first in what would eventually be a long daisy-chain of communications nodes leading from here all the way down to the building's guts.
This one gave you immediate access to her eyes, granting you a confrontational close-up of Toadman's hindquarters as she got in place to catch him. The nearby surveillance camera, naturally, received your bog-standard loop protocol. — this was the roof of NCPD HQ, not the Night City central bank's reserve.
Toadman lurched forwards for a suspenseful moment before stumbling back into her arms, head slack forward with his cap tumbling off of his head.
"Copy…" the heavy-ish man was little labor, but a comical sight as he appeared to be bridal-carried through the air with the slightest warp and wave of light interference as she put him to rest against some maintenance toolboxes underneath the AV pad as suggested. "Timer's up on the UI, don't miss the check-in…"
Not that she'd ever have to remind you to do something so basic, but… just protocol.
Door security would have been an obstacle to maybe any other hacker, but really they've broken through probably ten thousand doors between the two of them, no? As IRIDIA progressed down to the 20th, the next mode in the set was placed at the stairwell, and another dropped in the gap between guardrails, suspended on a tiny bead of adhesive, to plummet down and grant a brief snapshot of each floor on its way down.
"What's the map look like, how's your signal? Figure anything that's signal-opaque has to be related to what we need… if not the target, then at least a utility room that serves what we need…"
Because as good as the map was, there was a chance things had been changed since then, out of simple security protocol. In the meantime, IRIDIA had stalled near a bathroom in order to ghost in behind a swinging door, make her way inside and wait for it to empty so that she could sneak into a stall and disengage her cloak to let the batteries recharge.
While she did? Her eyes overlaid a predictive map of data conduits and ventilation, retrieving that tiny drill so that she could find a place to pierce the wall and insert an antenna into the crawlspace and boost your signal.
"…look, I know I've been pretty cold for the past however, I'm just not sure what's fair about saddling you with my issues, and vice versa."
Was this the smartest time to bring this up? Probably not.
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Embrace
Naturalized
Newcomers,
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Accepting
Loving
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bellah has started a new game with the following players:
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