Cloak and Dagger [Closed]

[governmentninja]

Leon found a relatively quiet spot in the city to meet the Major. He was in the area dubbed "Religion Row," standing outside of some kind of a mausoleum. Given the type of building, not many people wandered by, which suited him just fine. Given what he and the Major were about to discuss, it was important to not have anyone overhear. Especially Stacy.

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[standaloneshell.livejournal.com]

The mausoleum district was always so very quiet. Really, it would take some effort to move through it without being noticed; despite the shadows and lack of company, the stone walls made every scuff and footstep echo, unles one was careful. Silent as a shadow, the Major dropped down off the roof, politely in front of Leon, rather than behind him.

This was business, after all.

"Here," she offered him the file-folder without preamble. It wasn't paper, exactly, but it was physical media, and thus not something any amount of cyborg wizardry on Stacy's part could have stolen, without physically taking a copy. Aoi would have been proud. Inside were schematics, hand-drawn, but impossibly accurate, pinpointing the location of GLaDOS' physical location, or rather the location of its main processors.

[governmentninja]

Leon wordlessly took the file folder and flipped through it. His brows furrowed a bit as he looked over the notes.

He wasn't going to bother asking how she got this information, he already knew. But he did need to know one thing, "How good is this intel?" Not that he thought she ws easily fooled, but considering her source...

[standaloneshell.livejournal.com]

"It's accurate," her reply was firm, "There might be back-up processors, but until they come online, there's no way to track them. Aside from that, I double-checked this, myself."

[governmentninja]

Leon compared the notes with a map on his omnicomm, and made a small noise of annoyance.

"This entire section of the ship is sealed off." Which would make getting in there a huge problem.

[standaloneshell.livejournal.com]

"It's a real problem, especially considering the nature of the AI in question," Motoko reminded him, calmly, "We have no real idea what criteria allow it to take people, and the area where they're being placed is even less accessible. If mortal danger to the GLaDOS itself, or its mission, negates whatever's restricting it in the same way it did with HAL, we'll lose anyone we send in after the damn thing."

[governmentninja]

"More than likely.

"Not to mention that even if we do find a way in, if what we know holds true, we'll have to assume that anyone who goes in will lose all communications with the rest of the crew, not to mention we'll forget about them." So whoever gets sent will be completely on their own.

This was one step short of being a suicide mission.

[standaloneshell.livejournal.com]

She blinked. That was...impossible. Motoko wasn't a woman given to showing her surprise, if she ever felt it. Feel honored, Leon, you're the only one in decades, aside from perhaps Batou.

"You noticed?" Well, she has a right to be incredulous. He;s all-natural, after all, "It is a pretty clumsy hack. Have you disseminated that intel to anyone yet?"

[governmentninja]

"I shouldn't have this job," he told her, by way of explanation. This was supposed to be someone else's. He didn't know whose, or when they disappeared.

"Most of the crew doesn't notice it, and it wouldn't surprise me if Stacy had something to do with that. I haven't drawn attention to it, though. It's hard to prove that we've all forgotten someone." At least not without looking insane.

[standaloneshell.livejournal.com]

"Not always, but unless they're already open to the idea, trying to get them to accept it will be more trouble than it's worth," Was Kennedy the only one who'd had more upheaval than the hack could take? There was a large gap a few months back...

"We need a distraction, and someone to come at it from the database side, in addition to the attacking force."

[governmentninja]

"That can be arranged," Leon considered for a moment. It was no secret that the other AI's hated GLaDOS as much as the rest of the crew did. Convincing them to create some havoc in the AI multi-plex wouldn't be a problem.

"But you still need a way in." Leon mulled that over. That section, every vent cut off, every bulkhead was sealed, it likely had its own supply of recycled air. It was effectively a quarantine. But crew members had returned from there before.

"...or the way out."