Slice Me Nice (Gilly)

[Jan VonFowl]

Val'hala. For once I was not on a planet to joyride my lovely Fowlmobile through the cities of said world. I was here to hack the hell out of some Trade Conglomerate databases. It'd been years since I'd seen a job from the Ravens, and my savings was all but spent, even my inheritance from my dad. Racing and doing odd jobs was keeping food in my mouth, but data-cracking was my first and true love.​

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So, I was sitting in an office above the garage in the apartment that an old friend of my pop's had rented out to me when I mentioned I was coming here. Nice place, all things considered. More computer screens than a freaking holo villain's evil lair, and a very nice set of code for breaking security protocols into tiny, tiny bits.​

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Already, I'd managed to loop an image of a Jawa flipping the bird into every security camera in the facility. The next bit was simply hoping nobody could track it. I was doing a good job, so far.​

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[member='Gillian Katar']​

 

[Gillian Katar]

Gillian had been ask to assist with security, just the few protocols to make sure there were no blind spots over the newly settled offices of the Trade Conglomerate. She wasn't anyone's security officers and could easily state that no, she didn't get paid extra for this work. She did it because she while she wasn't the person in charge of stopping the theft, she was (more often than not) in charge of tracking down the sly little weasel that had. This way she was just preventing further time she needed to spend off world and trudging through the scourge of every outpost this side of the asteroid belt.

This facility seemed clean. She laid back on the ground of the hanger, her arms draped behind her neck as she went over the final statistics through a wireless tap with her visor, letting the camera's feed blink throughout her vision. It all seemed well, no blind spots and the next security loop would happen within the next few minutes. A Camera blinked at the corner of her mind, flashing up the bouncing Jawa throwing it's tiny gloved middle finger up to the camera.

The light on her visor seemed to widen before she sat up quickly, more Jawa's. Who was dumb enough to try and had the trade Conglomerate?! Was he a fool or did he just have one hell of a death wish? Springing from her relaxed position she tapped into the main processor of nearby droids, bypassing the vocal need for commands completely. Binary washed over their systems.

<<:: SECURITY ALERT: level 4
Run Protocol 45-67HG19. All online Facilities on lock down.::>>​

The robots stopped immediately what they were doing and she ran, gripping the pipe and throwing herself down the hall, breezing past unsuspecting workers who jumped and clutched their work to their chests. Making another series of turns she dropped into the security hall, pushing one of the workers from his chair and pulling the computer forward, her visor tapping into it's own mainframe to work in split screen. Code flashed over the screen as it tracked as fast as her thoughts could manifest them while her fingers flowed over the transparent keypad with hard strokes of her fingers. "Someone is trying to hack the systems, level 4, Alert Mr.Ross." she muttered to the security, her tone distracted as she tried to find a lock on the rude Jawa that now flashed over every security screen.

Come on, where are you you little snake.

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[member="Jan VonFowl"]​

 

[Jan VonFowl]

Ah, and there was the belated security. Being run by a couple of droids, and what seemed to be a larger camera system, hooked into the main one. Mistake. A small bit of code flashed into the computer, and the separate-but-connected camera was looped as well. I let the rest of the loops drop, assuming that this new thing I was hacking was a higher priority.​

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And then something came up on the screen that made me almost cackle. Online lock-down? My little bit of code was copying and dismantling data on its own, using a different connection than the Conglomerate's network. Sure, it was possible that it would work, but my computer's hard drive had at least part of what I'd gone in there for.​

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Of course, in my little bit of megalomania, I didn't notice the pretty obvious signs that what I was looping was a cybernetic component of the security system. Oh, well.​

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[member="Gillian Katar"]​