[gilga]

"Well done Miriam. I knew I could trust on you. Keep up that good work...  Please run a complete diagnostics of our devices to see if we do not have any marks. In the meantime any device that is not necessary turn offline."

#2, its #1. Miriam thinks you guys may have been hacked, so work your magics. Turn off non secure devices, and keep your eyes open. 


To Rita: "we take the next shift as usual nothing exciting yet. Be sure that most devices are off... just the really secure ones. Tomorrow noon I want everybody ready... I have a feeling something is finally happening."

[gilga]

Okay guys back to regular life. Tomorrow I want everyone ready. >> 2# down to minimal crew once the M goes to sleep.

[Nevyn]

Well, well, well... I'd call that an 'anomaly' worth mentioning.

Miriam continued to look, seeking the source of the tap while she notified the Deckert.
Mirriam smiled as her icon, a stylized brit rocker, moved through the bits and bytes, trying to figure out who was mucking about their feeds.

You find that there have been other similar fluctuations over the whole of the last 14 days. Never more than 15000 milliseconds, never less than 5000. There is no anchor or program that allows easy re-entry so this is all down to punching their way into the system every time that they enter.

[Nevyn]

#3 Turning right onto Kensington.

Looks like the standard route for Brooks

#3 follows the 3 cars as they follow the standard route to Brook's and the Ambassador exits from the middle car, as per usual. He enters the club.

#3: target has arrived. Moving off to follow cars.

[Triskavanski]

<<My devices are always secured. If the blip was to stop us seeing something, i need to know exactly when that happened.>>

Quickly doing a little mathmatics, she calculates howfar the could have travled at thier speed.
http://orokos.com/roll/304981

[Nevyn]

Quickly doing a little mathmatics, she calculates howfar the could have travled at thier speed.

Mirriam and #2 coordinate their efforts and find that there is no evidence to suggest that the feeds have been hacked. Everything that you remember happening (no matter what you remember or have forgotten) occurred on a monitor - just seems that someone else was watching

[saithor]

Jeff waved for Deckert to come over. "Not to be paranoid boss, but one of my contacts sent me a message. We've got KE black-ops guys working in our backyards." Jeff said. The contact was a trustworthy one, and while he didn't want to leap to the conclusion that KE black ops was responsible, especially because tangling with them would be rough, the timing was a little hard to ignore.

[Triskavanski]

<<Can you all figure out which device was the intrusion device? If its a video feed, ive got some back door programs thatll find info on even some of the best deckers>>

[Jack_Spade]

Tungsten did as he was told. To his team mates in the car he said: "Looks like we have to go dark for the moment. Can you disconnect from Grid Guide without trouble and restart the system? I'll jack into our car sensors by wire and record directly to my commlink. No more life feeds for the moment to the base until our hackers know what's what."

Since the agent hadn't found any of the specified weapons so far and the connection loss would make further searches impossible, Tungsten instead set him to assist him while he monitored the sensors directly after he too had restarted his link.

[Triskavanski]

Outlaw frowned slightly, shaking her head. It was one thing she never would do, her voice coming over the speaker in her commlink. "Sorry, but as long as I'm working here I don't go dark. Going dark would alert who ever it is that we're onto them." As someone who felt it was her duty to record every thing and anything, it was going to be hard trying to get her to do much. But she did have her agent constantly scrubbing the live feeds when she felt it was needed to censor out faces, or distort sounds. "Perhaps I'll see if Hal is around, he might know something about this." But before that.. "

This was a little plan she had concocted in a number of days of training. In order for hackers to get to you, they'd have to find you, And one place to hide from them was hosts. Most deckers, maybe even other technomancers, wouldn't be crazy enough to do this.. But she was. She quickly pulled up a query on a relatively safe host. Nothing too big, A small time London library should be sufficient enough.

Matrix Perception for a Rating 3 host: 13d6t5 4

Finding one, while floating through the bounds of Matrix Space, she quickly drew a runic pattern on it, attempting a quick little hack. One like this, a small little library host, Probably was mostly just data processing and firewall.

A few moments later though, with that imagine in her mind of the host, she awakens from hot-sim VR. "I'm going to take the car and everything I can into a small host. Whatever that was probably could follow easily, but that is the thing. It'll have to follow us."

[gilga]

Jeff waved for Deckert to come over. "Not to be paranoid boss, but one of my contacts sent me a message. We've got KE black-ops guys working in our backyards." Jeff said. The contact was a trustworthy one, and while he didn't want to leap to the conclusion that KE black ops was responsible, especially because tangling with them would be rough, the timing was a little hard to ignore.

Don't be paranoid Jeff... we are that thing people are afraid off. black-ops or not... who ever it is we will handle them. thanks for the heads up.


"Guys good work researching that things, who ever it is they have been there for a long time. I suggest going to sleep and keeping your strength. Keep the feeds online but the sensitive stuff deliver in person."

>>2#, 1#  - out of all people I trust you are knowledgeable enough to keep secure. No porn and no extra curricular activity of any kind. At least until tomorrow. 

[Triskavanski]

>> #1, You act like I'm looking at porn right now, then again, Driving one of these guys around is pretty errotic for me.

She fires off a quick message

[gilga]

>> 2# my foreplay is driving race bikes... so I get where you are coming from. We should drive sometime when this gig is over.

[Nevyn]

This was a little plan she had concocted in a number of days of training. In order for hackers to get to you, they'd have to find you, And one place to hide from them was hosts. Most deckers, maybe even other technomancers, wouldn't be crazy enough to do this.. But she was. She quickly pulled up a query on a relatively safe host. Nothing too big, A small time London library should be sufficient enough.

Host found. Used. Car #2 is now a bubble inside a small library in Kensignton... Like all hacks there is a slight issue... you've just got to hope that no one is in the library system at 23:00 looking for a book in the Dewey Decimal area of 622.222 Rockets and Cars.

[Mercy Merchant]

Rita activates her comm as she heads out.  >>1.  This is 4.  I had an odd call from a friend.  She tells me that a group of mercenaries based out of South London have been using her girls regularly for a bit.  Then just now they either cancel or are bloody no-shows.  All at once.  She is miffed, to say the least.<<