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[Jihadjoe]

A few weeks later, San Jacinto Base, Virginia.


Daniel crouched in the corridor wondering again why he had talked himself into doing this. It was madness, professional suicide, but he just had to know.


He waited for the guard to pass while hiding in the shadows then crept up to the door.


Three days earlier.


“Right” Daniel said with more than a little venom in his voice. “I don't like you, and you don't like me, but this suits the both of us so just co-operate ok?”


“I need to know how to get into my own flight records, they've been classified”

"Its gonna cost you. You're talkin' about some serious hacking. Lane hacking is one thing, but hacking into the middle of one of the most secure places in Liberty?" Said Discard Renton. He was on the list of Hackers known to pirate traders around liberty, stealing information on their movements and tracking them via trade-lane records. Not one of the boys in a ship, but a real tech wizard, and as it turned out, a complete tool.
"yeh I know. But this is gunna keep you alive. I could turn you in right now... and you'd be going to huntsville. You know what they do to little hackers like you there?"
"You wouldn't be able to catch me. And don't threaten me like that. I do this cuz I like doing it. Besides...they wouldn't be able to hold me."

Daniel Just looked at the little fat man's frame as he hunched over the keyboard and chuckled to himself. "heh" he thought "This guy really is a moron"

"Alright. I'l help you. I hate you, but I hate them more. It's...delicious... when an insider turns on their corporate-bullying-self-absorbed-anti-people-****-*******-corrupted-government. That and it gives me more time to practice my massive talent. Stand back and watch the master at work." Discard pulled up a diagnostic screen and started tapping away at the keyboard. Daniel watched, uncomprehending. After awhile Daniel got itchy feet and started to talk. Discard held up his index finger saying "shhhhh. I need quiet. I can't stand it when people talk too much. It gives me a headache, and then I can't concentrate on my awesome skills. Hush little puppy. Be still. Sit. Good boy. Give me that pizza."

Discard Renton held out his hand infront of Daniels face, his other still tapping away at the keyboard. Daniel suppressed the urge to break it.

Daniel sat down and tried to ignore the ridiculous babble coming from the hacker as he talked his way through how to hack the system

"Ah... Problem." said the hacker as he stopped typing. I can't get into the computer that holds your files. All agents' files are stored on a none-integrated mainframe. From the looks of it, they transfer any information onto it using portable-flash pads. Those are used with actual physical wires (I can't believe they are so behind the times.) Looks like you're gunna have to do this yourself, bucko. Now I can tell you exactly what to do, but you're going to have to listen."

"If this doesn't work and you're just screwing with me, you're dead."

"Yeh yeh yeh... Look... you just have to *techno-babble* and then *more-techno-babble* Danny started to take notes and then just gave up. He interrupted, "Look I can smuggle you into the base in my cargo hold, just stay on a comm line from there ok, and I can just do what you say."

"Oh man... I don't know about that, that's getting a bit dangerous isn't it? I mean, I don't like pain y'know? And if they catch me, there is going to be some seeeerious pain, y'know?"

Hale stood amused yet nervous and watched the little man squirm for a second. "Right" he said firmly "we do this now"

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