Techna

The Matoran sighs before shrugging. Ga'mal grabs three cigarettes and hands one to Plia and the other to Solaris. Holding out a lighter, she brings the flame to her cigarette before lighting the others."Hope you...enjoy it," she mumbles before inhaling the toxic smoke.-Mef Man

IC (Information District):Time to make my next strike.Æon burst into the Public Library, smashing the door with telekinesis. She shot the guards, injuring them into submission but not killing them. "Where is the data core for these books?!" Æon demanded.

IC: Tain, Outside of Housing DistrictTain carefully stowed his pistol and rifle. "Fine." He kept his eyes on the Vortixx as he walked down the stairs and through the building to the street below. He quickly made his way to where Ga'mal, Solaris, and Vrilni were. "Hello Solaris. Are you people alright? I saw a stun gun discharge and that's about it."

IC: Before any of the other staff could say anything, Onua Gentii nodded to his computer. "This one," he stated, shaking slightly but otherwise appearing to be calm. Meanwhile, his hand under the table ruffled inside one of his lower pockets and pulled out a miniature plastic explosive. The explosive was stuck to the front of the desk, but below its overhang so that it was invisible in its shadow...In such a way that anyone sitting there when it went off would not have too much of a solar plexus.

IC: Solaris (Housing District)Solaris accepted his cigarette and watched as Ga'mal lit it. Then he coughed. It had been quite a while."Well, it's no Villa Clara," Solaris said, taking a brief drag, "but it's quite good."Yes, I do believe you had better taste in tissue-rotting sticks of chemical infused plants, Plia wrote, careful not to drop her smoke or burn the notepad."Well the one that introduced those nice little things was good old Captain Yerith and his band of merry... well, they're dead, now..." Solaris exclaimed. "Except Yerith and that silly Codename person. But I guess I should bore everyone with a history lesson. Besides, no one ever really came to appreciate my existance. Prolly why I'm so messed up. No one in the crazy librarian's life."Oh, this again, Plia scrawled, an annoyed look passing over her face.

IC: Sylux (Building rooftop, outside of Housing District)Now that the being was gone, the new one and Sylux remained. He turned his head in an eerie fashion to look at the newcomer with the gun and starred at him without saying a word.

IC (en route to CKC):There was a familiar vibration from the pocket of Forcyte's trenchcoat. He reached in and pulled out his phone, holding it to his lips."Forcyte here, sir," he said, not bothering to look at the caller ID. He knew it was Torch--though not through one of his usual brilliant deductive leaps.Torch was the only person to ever call Forcyte, and even then it was only on business. Even on a starship with scarcely a few thousand beings aboard, the Toa of Data was quite low on friends. OOC: Legolover didn't notice this post, so it was invalidated. -Shyyrn

"Was it you who fired that second shot?" she asks the new arrival before inhaling another puff of the toxin.-Mef Man

IC (Information District):Æon raised an eyebrow at Onua. As he shuffled things under the desk, she did a quick mental sweep of the being.Darn, a S-Toa!Æon picked up the S-Toa via telekinesis. "What were you just doing?" she harshly asked.

IC: Tain, Talking, Outside Housing District"Ah, yes. It both had the effect I was hoping for, and the one I wasn't. I got him to leave, unfortunately to come after me. And my trench coat got torn." Tain then realized his social mistake. "Oh, I'm sorry. My name is Tain."

IC: Rinnder / Housing DistrictRinnder lowered his weapon but never put it away. He handed Sylux two things - the first was a bag with a good deal of money in it (if we were to equate to money in the real world, a couple hundred). The second was a card, upon it which said, 'Implant Your Cash!'. On the back, it said -"Greetings, Sylux. It cost me a good deal to track you down. Come meet with me in the Science District, in the back room. They'll let you in as long as you act like you belong. This is only a sample of proper payment. All questions will be answered when you come. -A Friend."With that, the Vortixx put away his rifle and headed out without saying another word. It was a fair bet that asking him anything would prove pointless.He moved past Solaris and company as he exited the district, snorting in disgust at the smoke but not saying a word as he vanished into the streets and alleys.-Toa Levacius Zehvor

Ga'mal exhales before replying,"Ga'mal. Were you hurt any worse than just a torn trench coat?" The Matoran looks over the being before saying,"Looks like you're okay, though."-Mef Man

IC: "Nothing!," Gentii stammered. "I-I just showed you the central database for the public library." And searching his mind, she would find it to be true: Onua did not remember doing anything covertly.A toa of Data trick was to hide all memories of a certain sort inside one's other banks while deleting it from one's main...Which was exactly what the toa had done. There was no way she could know of his ploy-all in his central database at the moment of the moment she was referring to was a memory of him sitting there talking to her. In short, Aeon had to trust him. Searching the toa for much longer would probably cause her in the slightly longer term to get incarcerated.

IC: Solaris (Housing District)"And I'm Solaris," he said, introducing himself. "This is my pet and nurse Plia."The feline Rahi gave a greeting purr."Oh, forgive me, I must be the most odd and annoying person in your lives right now," Solaris said, thinking about what he said in his time with Ga'mal. "I... I think I'll be leaving now... probably might not come back..."Come off it, Solaris, Plia wrote. You said you'd jump ship a thousand times, and you're still here."And why do you think everybody hates us?" Solaris growled, pouting.

IC: "Nope!" Tain replied cheerfully. "White Vortixx held a plasma rifle to my head and made me leave. Didn't see that one coming." Tain froze and his face grew pale. The Vortixx who jumped him had just passed by. Then he was gone. "Oh, and Solaris? I know who you are. You helped me find A Practical Guide To Armed Combat by Krayikk Altair two weeks ago." Tain tried and failed to cover up his momentary panic.

OOC: Levacious, I know you want me to go to the science district but what back room...? I don't think there's a back room for an entire district much less let Sylux into the science tower without permission if that's what you're talking about. If you're talking about the tower, I'm guessing you informed the people to let me in, right?IC: Sylux (Building rooftop, outside of Housing District)Sylux looked at the card and read it as he took the money from the stranger. After reading the card, he looked up slowly and without delay, disappeared from sight.(Some time later)After teleporting back to his little hideout and dropping off the money and destroying the card with his powers of plasma, he soon found himself on one of the rooftops of the Science District, observing people going about their business in the streets, a few milling in and out of the Science Tower.

"Well, I'll see you around in the library," she says to the being before inhaling the smoke again.-Mef Man

IC (Information District):"Gah! I can't do this alone!" Æon sighed as she threw Onua to the ground, then flew out of the room, guards following behind.OOC: Hackers, Ms.Æon cannot d this on her own, can she?

IC: SolarisHe nodded. Wow. Everybody did hate him.A lot.Or he was just imagining that again.He trudged back into the facility with his Rahi and hooked himself back up to his room. The pair of oddballs lay down on their respective mattresses.But Solaris was the only one to cry himself to sleep. He had a lot of problems, and everybody's coldness didn't seem to be helping. Why did no one like him? Well, he was crazy, he acted odd around everyone, and he often knew how to annoy everybody, even though he was sensitive enough to know when they didn't like him to begin with.Wow, he just answered all of his own questions. Progress!

IC: There was a minute of silence as all present in the room simply sat and listened. But eventually the footsteps faded away."Good job, Gentii," the head librarian said with a smirk. "Now get that butt back to work. Same to all of you."The toa nodded dutifully. Having already tucked the plastic explosive back in his blazer's compartment, Onua went back to what he'd been doing before.

OOC: I didn't write that very well.Basically it's telling you come to the shop 'Implant your Cash'. Come into the backroom of the shop and meet with 'a friend'.IC: Rinnder & Kinksh / Science District; 'Implant Your Cash!' ShopRinnder walked in through the door. As he did, his armor flashed from white back to ebon, and his scars returned to normal. Heading to the back room, he nodded at the toa of fire who sat down. "The job is done.""Very good," the fire toa replied. "Is he coming.""Yes." Rinnder stated.Kinksh waved his hand, and Rinnder left, returning to his duties as assissting customers. Setting his helmet on the counter, he pleastantly greeted a customer and showed them to some of the implants available for purchase.-Toa Levacius Zehvor

IC: Tain, Feeling SheepishTain didn't need his mask of logic to tell him that Solaris's rather sad departure was likely a result of his tone of voice. Turning to Ga'mal he said "Was I acting cold toward Solaris? It wouldn't be the first time people thought I acted cold."

IC: Sylux (Science District, Implant Your Cash shop)Sylux teleported to the ground floor and began walking with the crowd. Surprisingly, the armored being didn't stick out since a lot of Techna's residents were a bunch of implant junkies. As he walked with a crowd, he eventually came by the shop that was written in the card he destroyed. The Toa of plasma entered the shop and examined the interior. There was nothing superstitious about it, just a regular implant shop with the door leading to a backroom like the card mentioned once again. Sylux made his way to the backdoor and pushed it open, stepping into the backroom.

"That's what I was asking myself," she replies. "I don't think you were, what about me?"-Mef Man

IC: Kinksh / 'Implant Your Cash!' in the Science District"Close the door and have a seat." came a voice from the far end of the room. A toa, sitting down at a fine chair, and with his legs propped up on a table. A warhammer sat atop it - an odd thing to see; most either had a gun or something more elegant, like a sword.There was little light in the room, just that coming from the door and a small light right next to Sylux. That location, of course, meant that the being sitting down could see him perfectly clearly, whilst his own Kakama wearing face was concealed.-Toa Levacius Zehvor

IC (Housing District):Æon escaped the guards awhile back, now walking around the Housing District, trying to find any Hackers. She activated a comm. channel open to any Hacker member.C'mon, someone answer.

IC: SyluxAs instructed, Sylux closed the back door and took a seat across the table, facing the being whose face was hidden in the shadows. In the dim light, Sylux's blue armor was outshone by the eerie neon-green light coming from the lines. He analyzed everything he could about the being.Toa. White. Armored. Face unidentifiable.By the time he was done analyzing Kinksh, Sylux leaned forward in his chair, resting his elbows on his knees before speaking one word."Talk."

IC: Tain, Talking to Ga'mal, Outside Housing DistrictTain looked thoughtful. "Don't think so. Then again, I am often called cold so I might not know. " Hoping to make conversation, he said "So what do you do for a living?"

IC: Hrunja"You roll a 15," said Hrunja in a monotone, still recovering from slamming his head into the table. "This time you summon a Frostelus - wait, WHAT?"The Plasma Toa blinked as he stared at the guide-book, which he had written himself, seeing that he and his Matoran friends were makers of the game. It seemed as if the guidebook was laughing at him, for it was incredibly strange how a Zatth would summon a Frostelus, scourge of all Toa everywhere, even with a lower roll than the one that summoned a Takea shark."A Frostelus isn't even a fish!" he blabbered. "It's a sapient creature inside a suit of armour that lives in an iceberg!""Have you ever seen the INSIDE of a Frostelus' armour?" asked his Matoran friend smugly.Hrunja paused, thinking back to his encounter with one, where he had nearly died in his attempts at stopping the Rahi from blowing up a village back on the Northern Continent."No," he said. "I was too busy trying to survive than ripping open its armour.""Then it'd be perfectly logical to assume that Frostelus are fish inside armours that live inside icebergs.""Fine then," muttered the Plasma Toa. "A Frostelus crashes into you, knocking you away from the possessed whirlpool. It then attacks you. What do you do now?""I summon bigger fish!"

The Matoran leans against a nearby wall and inhales and exhales the smoke once more."I've been hired to track down the new virus," she replies. "It's a pretty hard job, but it's worth it-both in terms of money and satisfaction."-Mef Man

OOC: It's not Levacius, it's Kinksh. Might want to edit that. Poor Hrunja. IC: Kinksh / 'Implant your Cash!' in Science District"Straight to the point, I like that." Kinksh responded. He pulled out a picture and looked at it. Muttering something about it being the wrong one, he tossed it aside. The second one he pulled out seemed more satisfying to him, so he slide it across the table. Flipping it over would reveal Amnchey, an upper class steltian and succesful CEO."So far, I've been able to convince most businesses to accept my... protection. A fee paid to my enforcers against 'collateral damage'. Take her out - and if you can steal her laptop and bring it here, all the better. You will be paid nineteen times over from what you received upfront, five times over if you have the laptop - even if she's still alive, I can use the laptop as well.""Do we have an agreement, bounty hunter? Or are you too soft for work on the black side of morals?"-Toa Levacius Zehvor

IC: Tain's attention was now riveted on Ga'mal. "Oh? Are you working on tracking the virus's path through software or hardware? I would think that if you could find exactly where it was uploaded than you could find the creator, and thus the virus itself."

"Software," she replies casually. "And, that's exactly the case. The people on the outside of CKC have the same idea as them on the inside I guess." The Matoran takes another drag before exhaling the fumes into the air.He's a pretty bright guy...-Mef Man

IC: Sylux (Backroom of Implant Your Cash shop, Science District)Kill a CEO of a big company, surrounded with guards, tight security all over the building and never walking outside alone? Easy. Sylux was a professional and he had been responsible for many deaths of many people, some important, some not. CEO offices were always on the top floor of a building. Buildings had windows meaning he could use his Kualsi to zip in there, grab the laptop after killing her via sniper. It was too easy.The armored menace nodded his head as to say that he would take the job."Anything I should know? Details?"

IC (Housing District):None of the Hackers were responding.Karz!Æon went around the complex, looking for a identifiable Hacker.

IC: Kinksh / 'Implant Your Cash!' in Science District; Backroom"She keeps it with her at all times - the laptop, that is. It might be easiest to get her while she's leaving the Housing District or going in. It will be hard because she is a PC to pull off outside and get away with the laptop, but inside you have more guards to deal with. Rinnder, the lovely Vortixx you just met, can fill you in if you need any more details regarding her powers. A good warrior, but lacks the finesse for a mission of such... delicacy."He waved his hand to shoo the toa of plasma out.-Toa Levacius Zehvor

IC: "Well, from what I've heard the virus is hard to track by either method. If somebody who knew something could be caught we would be golden. Problem is that the Hackers are too disorganized for that." Tain paused. "Unfortunately that pretty much rules out that angle."

"I agree," replies Ga'mal. "It would be nice to find the one who originally uploaded the virus. Thankfully it isn't much of a virus, but if this continues our entire city could be floating out of control into who knows what kind of Karz. The virus could evolve into something large enough to shut down (or control) this entire city." She inhales and exhales the smoke once more. "That's why it's vital we stop it now."Turning to look at the being she was talking to, she asks,"Tell me, do you work alongside us in CKC?"-Mef Man

IC: Hrunja"...I rolled a 9?"Hrunja mentally cheered at the sadness of his friend, finding comfort in the fact that the Matoran had failed to summon a bigger fish this time. It had gotten annoying for the Dungeon Master to always see more Rahi come out of the woodwork, so a failure was a rather good thing."The Frostelus fires a spinner at you," he said, smirking. "What do you do?""I use Excalibur!" said the Matoran, deciding to switch tactics and get his Toa-King character to use the Sword of Promised Victory, a magic sword that gave a +25 bonus to the STR stat and a +40 to INT."Start rolling then," said the Plasma Toa. "Laser-shooting swords are not for the weak dice-users."

IC: Sylux (Science District)Sylux stood up and nodded at his employer before opening the back door and exiting the shop. He was now back in the streets of the Science District but teleported to the rooftops as it always has been Sylux's favorite way to travel with his Kualsi. New target assigned. Name: Amnchey. Female Steltian.The hunt had officially begun.