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[ York's clearly at ease with this type of technology--it's not precisely what he's used to using, but the principles are pretty easy to figure out. He's also a lot more relaxed than a lot of the other newcomers who have made appearances on the network so far; at least here, he has shelter and food, and it seems like he's out of reach of the people who were pursuing him, so really, it's the least stressful his situation has been in quite a while.

The weird angle of his face on the screen is easily explained by the way he's sitting with his feet kicked up on the table, and the way the comm device sits propped up on its surface. He knows his most striking feature, of course, and so he's set it up so that the comm unit is to his right, but the observant viewer will notice the scarring on the left side of his face whenever he turns his head to speak more directly to device, especially the fact that his left eye is milky white. He knows it sometimes shock people when they meet him for the first time, but it doesn't bother him enough to avoid using the video stream, especially when what he needs to talk about is something so important to him. ]

Hey, there, folks. I know all of us who are new have had some time to settle in--oh, yeah, I'm Garrett, by the way, but you can call me York if you want. I'm happy with either one. Anyway, I hear that for whatever reason, AIs only come on board in their own bodies, and I didn't know about that when we first came on board. So I'm just hoping...if anybody's met a guy who just goes by Delta, or if you're listening, D, I'm down in room 161. [ The pensive crease on his forehead only lasts a fraction of a second; he means to make a good impression, and he doesn't want to burden anyone else with the way D's disappearance has left him feeling more than just a little bit lonely. After all, D's lived in his head for quite a while. It's strange to have his thoughts to himself. ]

Other than that, I'd just like to let everyone know I'm offering my services as a locksmith. I'm not sure how these room locks work, seems like they're linked to our ID tattoos, but if anyone ever has any kind of trouble with 'em, I'd be able to help. [ He cocks his head back with a grin. ] Mainly I'm just looking for stuff to do that'll keep me out of trouble. You have no idea what kind of mischief a bored infiltration specialist can get up to.

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[Mordecai is no skilled cryptologist, okay, but he knows a few tricks with devices like these. Better than nothing.]

Infiltration, huh? I gotta proposition for you.

Now, why do I feel like your usual locksmithing might have a little more to do with breaking locks without permission?

[ well that is generally what "infiltration specialist" means, jenna. ]

[ He quits rocking his chair on its back legs and sits up just a little bit. ] You've got my attention.

Well, first, how much have you been able to figure out about the technology behind how the locks work here? Because I can open anything with my number on it, but not anything else, which makes me think maybe it's based on DNA samples or somethin'. You seen anything like it before?

[ hearing a familiar voice brings his grin up a notch and he lets his chair rock a bit on its back legs ]

Oh, I've stuck to your run-of-the-mill locksmithing for a while now. Doesn't mean I'm not capable of more, though.

[ He shrugs lightly. ] I've only fooled around with it a little bit. No luck so far. I figured if there was something like that going on, it has something to do with an implant, or something, since they decided they could just go around tattooing everybody. That'd probably just be a standard encrypted key, not too hard to hack that if you know what you're doing.

[He frowns, not knowing enough about the subject to say one way or another.]

So, say you can unlock whatever you want on the ship, then, that's linked to the tattoo. And say, maybe, that there's a bunch of lockers in the medbay that nobody pays attention to between jumps. That might have things locked up in them if people left them there since they didn't need them immediately.

And say we split what we find 50/50 if I watch your back while you open 'em all.

[ He raises an eyebrow. Sure, he's committed a few crimes in the name of staying alive, but this is different. ]

Hey, if you're just talking petty thievery, that's right out. These are all people same as you and me. And from what I've seen, people here are pretty generous.

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[Oh York, you're no fun. Those lockers are just beeegggging to be opened!]

You think them all being people makes them not worth stealing from? [He waves a hand dismissively.] Oh well. Suit yourself.

[ He agrees about the challenge. But just knowing he can do it is reward enough for York. ]

Hey, man, I plan to make friends here, don't know about you. For me, figuring something like this out, it's better to keep that information under wraps in case it's needed later. Okay?

Figuring out what, how the locks work? [He shrugs.] It's only a problem if you get caught.

[Well, and if the person who catches you has friends. Because then they tend to complain when they find dead bodies, and that's how witch hunts happen.]

Dude, I just put myself out there in front of everyone with this. Guess who they'll look at first when stuff comes up missing? Besides, situation like we're in, favors are more valuable than things any day.

[ Which is to say, York might still be in, if the potential for trading favors is good enough. But goods just don't interest him. That's too easy. ]

[Damn, he noticed. So much for his scapegoat.]

Favors only work if you trust the other person to actually pay you back. I'd rather have something real.

That kind of relationship is pretty real to me. I'm pretty good at collecting on those kinds of debts, personally. But you know. However you do business is your own business.

[ And at this point, this guy will probably find himself on his own if he ends up needing any favors from York. He seems a little too eager to throw someone else under the bus. ]

Must make you the world's friendliest merc, then. Have fun with that.

[Hey, when you live in a ruthless world, you do what you have to. He's not used to trust being an option.]

[ He probably was, at that. He knew Tex would agree. ]

I have so far.

Haven't run into this Delta, but you never know when someone will come along during a jump. I'll keep an eye out this cycle.

Thanks. I'd give you a description if I could, but, well, you know.

Yeah. He text only or voice? Because then you could tell me speech patterns to look for.

[ Oh, if you only knew. ]

Oh, he's got a voice all right. You'll know it's him. He likes to analyze things, come up with probabilities, poke a buncha holes in your life philosophies. That kind of thing.

Ok, I know the type. If I see'em this jump I'll let you know. Unless you spot'em first.

I appreciate it. He's been with me for a good number of years. It's weird not hearing everything he has to say about stuff that's going on, you know? Anyway...thanks.

Yeah, I hear you there. Name's Davesprite by the way. You can usually tell when a jump is coming up because we start talking about it.

Yeah, I saw something about that. Monthly, huh? It'd be easier to understand if we had any idea what we were doing here.

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And how long is a 'while'? Because I have to tell you, you've got that 'no, Jenna, I didn't take your last box of cookies' look I recognize from an old roommate-- he had a sticky fingers issue.

[ wait for it. ]

And okay-- they were great cookies.

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