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Right, chaps. Cambridge here
I'm looking for a small group - a posse, if you will - of intrepid (preferably childless and unmarried) explorer and/or hero types to pop back in to the depths of that terribly interesting lab to retrieve whatever hard drives and assorted interesting bits of shit you saw there on my behalf
Reason being that there seems to be some kind of horribly intriguing and potentially nasty virus sitting around in that hardware and I do believe it warrants a bit of a poke (no jokes please, let's be professional)
Top tip: don't try anything stupid like plugging whatever pretty little bit of cybernetics you might have hardwired in to your brain straight in to it because I have a strong suspicion you'll end up thoroughly fucked
And I'm talking very thoroughly, like three orifices and both hands
You know what - let's play it safe, shall we?
- Don't press too many buttons
- Don't put your comms devices too near the equipment
- Don't even think of walking in to comms or the science department with so much as a bloody USB stick from that lab
In fact, just don't fuck with it at all - just bag it and tag it and bring it back to room 015 of passenger deck 011
Tea and medals for all upon a successful return
PRIVATE: CILLIAN QUINN
I do realise that the concept of an honest day's work is utterly abhorrent to the likes of you and I but if you fancy putting that attractive little brain of yours to work then let me know
I'm looking for a small group - a posse, if you will - of intrepid (preferably childless and unmarried) explorer and/or hero types to pop back in to the depths of that terribly interesting lab to retrieve whatever hard drives and assorted interesting bits of shit you saw there on my behalf
Reason being that there seems to be some kind of horribly intriguing and potentially nasty virus sitting around in that hardware and I do believe it warrants a bit of a poke (no jokes please, let's be professional)
Top tip: don't try anything stupid like plugging whatever pretty little bit of cybernetics you might have hardwired in to your brain straight in to it because I have a strong suspicion you'll end up thoroughly fucked
And I'm talking very thoroughly, like three orifices and both hands
You know what - let's play it safe, shall we?
- Don't press too many buttons
- Don't put your comms devices too near the equipment
- Don't even think of walking in to comms or the science department with so much as a bloody USB stick from that lab
In fact, just don't fuck with it at all - just bag it and tag it and bring it back to room 015 of passenger deck 011
Tea and medals for all upon a successful return
PRIVATE: CILLIAN QUINN
I do realise that the concept of an honest day's work is utterly abhorrent to the likes of you and I but if you fancy putting that attractive little brain of yours to work then let me know
text; anon
They'd need permission from me, and I'd like to know more about this before anything happens. What do you have in your room that would be better suited?perma-text!
[ because god help him if Cambridge doesn't amass a secret society of technopaths before the month is out ]
perma-text + anon on this end
Exactly what it sounds like.[He loses nothing by admitting this and with Anthony being 100% biological, they don't run the risk of getting screwed over by whatever that was in there that messed with that other person's implants.]