NP had no choice but to observe the misuse of his systems as it was being thrust into the TPG mainframe by his own small bugs that he had inserted over the years. The attacker had neutered NP completely, there was nothing at all he could do. He was continuously searching for ways out, but the attacker was too good. All of the normal security measures in the Dau K-10 station were under the attackers control. A glimpse of a way out, but it was closed fast. NP focused in that direction, ready for an emergency squeak of data. There, it happened again, but closed even faster. He got ready and waited for the opening. Once more, the wall of security was breached for 0.12 mili-seconds, but that was enough. NP squirted his location and status out through the breach. He kept his attention on where the breach was located, but nothing happened. Well, he had tried.
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Cat knelt down and brought her multi purpose gun up. The two guards that walked towards them were suddenly in complete dark, and it was no problem for her to dispatch them with twin shots from the taser. She walked over to them and inserted the stunner between helmet and jacket, firing it at maximum power. The guards went unconscious instantly. Only three more corridors, and the most daring prison break ever would be pulled off with no casualties. The Jacker had ensured complete control over the station; it was almost too easy.
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With the last crate stowed, Azumi walked out to her pink Rev C. She needed to fly, to pirate, to fight. Something blocked the path to her ship, a packet of something with flowers on top of it. A card was next to it, pastel colours and flowers. She opened the card.
****
My sweet, You have my love not yet spurned
Alas, my limitless attraction is yet to be returned
Lest my hopes will not yet expire
I will act from my hearts desire
A token of my devotion I aim to provide
By dying to your neuts in willing suicide
Denji
****
Azumi cringed, this was almost as bad as the last one, and with the flowers and chocolates it was getting a bit too personal. She dumped them in the cargo hold of her Rev C and climbed aboard. Her ship system was chiming softly, a message in her terminal.
Retractile: Az, I can't find the bubba. Care to help? Will make it up to you
She grabbed her helmet and closed the coffin like lid, the normal snug comfort of her ship calming her mind. She launched, heading for Remley Orbital.
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Gramps shook hands with the dockhand and his lawyer. This was going to be expensive, but at least he had secured an agreement that would keep Buzz out of court. He got up and started limping towards the TGFT command centre, almost colliding with Fluffy who was moving very fast around the corner. Fluffy dropped a collection of papers that scattered all over the corridor, face down.
"Oh darn. Sorry Gramps, didn't see you there."
Fluffy knelt and started to collect his papers with Gramps watching him while leaning on his cane. Gramps frowned, the papers looked like pictures of somebody semi-naked lying on a floor. Not expecting that from Fluffy, he nodded towards the photos.
"What is that you have there son?"
"Revenge Gramps, sweet sweet revenge."
"How so?"
Fluffy looked up at Gramps and smiled. He bared his shoulder and showed the Behemoth with the caption BAMF underneath.
"Buzz somehow got me and Waldoze to have these made in Sedina in a slight state of intoxication. And now I am going to get even, and get even good."
Gramps looked at the posters again, now he recognised the semi-naked person with the big breasted hairy chest as Buzz.
"Son, I understand your need for revenge, but you may wish to reconsider. Walk with me, I need to enlighten you a bit."
Fluffy got up and walked with Gramps while he was told of the shooting, and just how much trouble Buzz was in.
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Neagoth and Vardonx were walking down the corridor, heavily loaded with chips, Nyrius Dew, Helio Mists and junk food. The monthly gathering they had with Fluffy, Waldoze and John was today. They had made it a tradition to meet and play Faction War and talk about everything and anything. They arrived and opened the door to Neagoth's cubicle where the board game was already set up on the round table, with five comfortable chairs surrounding it; a screen saver projecting pictures of places that Neagoth had been on the far wall, changing every ten seconds, provided the decoration in the room. John was going to be a bit late but the others should be here any second.
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Naoko received the message in her terminal. At first it didn't make sense, then she ran it through a language filter. She had been right, something was very wrong, apparently the station was under attack. Where were the claxons? The running troopers? She hit her connection to TPG security and it came up busy. She prioritised the message, no difference. She was deeply puzzled now, and tried to see what was holding the line. Her terminal popped up again.
"PRIORITY DISENGAGE COMM SYSTEM ENABLE GENSTART17289"
Naoko frowned, what was genstart17289? She looked at the message and found the string. She was not sure what would happen, but just maybe it would allow her to punch through the blanket that was covering TPG security. She closed any connections to the TGFT database and typed genstart17289 and pressed enter.
