D008 18:03 - (1)
Someone's been hacking into my systems. Video feeds have been wiped, records destroyed, everything we had from those offices is gone and clearly someone has been here. In my room. In my room. The few written notes I took are all scratched out in black.

D018 19:33 - (2)

You can't be serious

D020 12:12 - (1)

No.

sheva.alomar@kernos.net
Short notice, but can I crash at your place tonight?

CONTACT: eliot.spencer@kernos.net
MESSAGE: Sorry I missed your text. I'm not good company right now.

sheva.alomar@kernos.net
It's fine. Anything I can do to help?

CONTACT: eliot.spencer@kernos.net
MESSAGE: I'll get back to you later. Sorry.

sheva.alomar@kernos.net
Copy. Let me know if I can help.

CONTACT: eliot.spencer@kernos.net
MESSAGE: Can you swing by?

sheva.alomar@kernos.net
Sure. Your place?

CONTACT: eliot.spencer@kernos.net
MESSAGE: W. housing doors. I'll meet you there.

sheva.alomar@kernos.net
Roger. In 15.

CONTACT: jane.shepard@kernos.net
MESSAGE: Sheva's hurt. Get the healer and meet us at the dorm.

CONTACT: eliot.spencer@kernos.net
MESSAGE: How bad? On my way. ETA 15.

CONTACT: jane.shepard@kernos.net
MESSAGE: Hurry.

[Which is an answer to the question, too.]

[Directly in response to this thread comes a redirect to a new text message on his phone.]

CONTACT: ░▒◄▒▓▓▄▌▌▀▄╥▄▌▓▓▒░@kernos.net
MESSAGE: She can't, but I can.

CONTACT: Eliot.Spencer@kernos.net
MESSAGE: Who are you?

CONTACT: ▌▓▓▒▄╥▒░▓▄▌▌░▒◄▄▌@kernos.net
MESSAGE: Someone with your profession can probably understand the value of anonymity.

Hardison kept you up to date on what goes on in the network? He would have called me 'Watchtower'.

CONTACT: Eliot.Spencer@kernos.net
MESSAGE: Watchtower. What can you tell me about Hardison?

CONTACT: ░◄╥▄▌▒▓▓▒▄▓▒▌▌▀▄▓░@kernos.net
MESSAGE: He didn't leave his room, and he wasn't doing anything unusual at the time--scanning the network, hacking filters, etc.

One second, he was in the system, on the map. The next second, he wasn't. I can't think of any viable explanation for it beyond Kernos.

CONTACT: Eliot.Spencer@kernos.net
MESSAGE: You are sure? Can he have gone silent?

CONTACT: ▓▒▄▓▒▌▌▀▄▓░◄╥░▄▌▒▓@kernos.net
MESSAGE: Nobody hides from me.

CONTACT: Eliot.Spencer@kernos.net
MESSAGE: How do you know?

CONTACT: ░▒◄▒▓▓▄▌▌▀▄╥▄▌▓▓▒░@kernos.net
MESSAGE: Because he tried that once. Hiding, I mean.

[She considers leaving it there, but really can't resist:]

MESSAGE: I played techno at volume 40 from every laptop within 15 feet until he surrendered.

[That was quite an accomplishment, to be able to draw a half smirk from Eliot at a time like this. He sobered quickly and scowled though.]

CONTACT: Eliot.Spencer@kernos.net
MESSAGE: You think this is funny?

Edited 2012-03-03 06:15 am (UTC)

CONTACT: ▌▓▓▒▄╥▒░▓▄▌▌░▒◄▄▌@kernos.net
MESSAGE: You asked a question, and I answered it.

CONTACT: Eliot.Spencer@kernos.net
MESSAGE: You can stop.

CONTACT: ▓▒▄▓▒▌▌▀▄▓░◄╥░▄▌▒▓@kernos.net
MESSAGE: Of course.

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MESSAGE: For what it's worth from a stranger, I'm sorry I couldn't find him.

CONTACT: Eliot.Spencer@kernos.net
MESSAGE: Thanks.

CONTACT: ▓▒▄▓▒▌▌▀▄▓░◄╥░▄▌▒▓@kernos.net
MESSAGE: Status?

[With the vines. He may know who she is but she's still going anon for security's sake, the same way he does.]

CONTACT: Eliot.Spencer@kernos.net
MESSAGE: Peachy

[Because, that was the least of his worries right now with a several cracked ribs, a broken arm, and his back feeling like there might be severe second degree, possibly even third degree burns.]

MESSAGE: Who do you want me to send you?

MESSAGE: Who said I want someone?

MESSAGE: Don't play games right now.

MESSAGE: anders