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icequeen_aran, things_go_boom, pedaltothemetal, pkmachomega, noheroesinwar
What: TIME TO FIND METAL GEAR REX but what else will be found?
Where: ALASKA
When: DATE FLEXIBLE; let's say December 21st for now.
Warnings: Lash, Bounty Hunters, Alaskan Wolf Dogs and so forth.
Samus had had it. She was frustrated. She was aggravated. After months of searching, she still couldn't find Metal Gear REX. Granted, several of those months were riddled with interruptions like tiki island curses and the usual teaching job grind, but I digress.
REX was easily not the biggest threat out there, but at this point it had become a war of attrition on her patience and perhaps her pride too. What kind of bounty hunter could she call herself if she couldn't hunt down walking tank armed with nuclear weapons? Even the slippery local murder had somehow still eluded everyone's sights, including hers. REX was easily four stories tall--something like that shouldn't be too hard to miss. It was once somewhere very close to the Smash Academy, so where could it of possibly gone?
Otacon knew. Or... the old Otacon knew. Samus had been stubbornly resisting going to Otacon for help but was running out of options and clues.
Her recent spat with Falcon, (while currently resolved... for the most...) had her favoring less friendly and lawful methods of information retrieval. Falcon wanted her to stay away from Otacon? Fine. Sure. She wouldn't go directly to Otacon, even if the scientist was her best and only lead.
Samus hunkered down at her computer, fingers swiftly typing away. She was going to hack into Otacon's computer and take what she needed instead.
With any luck, he'd never know about it either.
icequeen_aran, things_go_boom, pedaltothemetal, pkmachomega, noheroesinwarWhat: TIME TO FIND METAL GEAR REX but what else will be found?
Where: ALASKA
When: DATE FLEXIBLE; let's say December 21st for now.
Warnings: Lash, Bounty Hunters, Alaskan Wolf Dogs and so forth.
Samus had had it. She was frustrated. She was aggravated. After months of searching, she still couldn't find Metal Gear REX. Granted, several of those months were riddled with interruptions like tiki island curses and the usual teaching job grind, but I digress.
REX was easily not the biggest threat out there, but at this point it had become a war of attrition on her patience and perhaps her pride too. What kind of bounty hunter could she call herself if she couldn't hunt down walking tank armed with nuclear weapons? Even the slippery local murder had somehow still eluded everyone's sights, including hers. REX was easily four stories tall--something like that shouldn't be too hard to miss. It was once somewhere very close to the Smash Academy, so where could it of possibly gone?
Otacon knew. Or... the old Otacon knew. Samus had been stubbornly resisting going to Otacon for help but was running out of options and clues.
Her recent spat with Falcon, (while currently resolved... for the most...) had her favoring less friendly and lawful methods of information retrieval. Falcon wanted her to stay away from Otacon? Fine. Sure. She wouldn't go directly to Otacon, even if the scientist was her best and only lead.
Samus hunkered down at her computer, fingers swiftly typing away. She was going to hack into Otacon's computer and take what she needed instead.
With any luck, he'd never know about it either.
I KNOW I dunno why I thought we'd log the convo then do the log orz.
Well yes wasn't why she was doing it, but at least it was admittance that she meant REX, which sorta admitted she was hacking his computer.
And your worried because why? You think the nerd's planning something? The idea was so ridiculous that she visibly flinched.
Kill two birds with one log.
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Yeah you know all that hacking she was doing to Otacon GUESS WHERE SHE'S REDIRECTING SOME TENTATIVE POKES AT.
That would be Lash's computer.
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Samus did get, however, hack enough to see a folder named...well Plans for her plans. Plans for a Valentine date with Claus (Operaton Snow), inventions she'd been planning with Jeff involving all sorts of machines that would backfire in spectacular ways (Ooperation HairRedux, Operation Fattyraylol, Operation Neoneocannons), and what appeared to be hybridizing plants in the greenhouse (Operation Bigboomparanaplant, Operationorangestastinglikeicecream).
Oh and also a rant about Apple Kid. She really hated that guy.
No there's nothing--HEY! Don't do that!
Guess who was now trying to hack into hers.
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...OH HELL and so they were at it again, engaged in the most furious of typing and hacking battles... at least until Samus got the better sense to put an end to this early.
Hours she could spend TRAVELING.
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OH EEWWWWWWW!
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You're getting some more Booty, Butts and 'Fro's to the 'Mo email spam for this.
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Uh I'm sorry but death tanks are not being destroyed!
A small pause.
Unless I'm the one destroying them.
Yeah well you're getting F-Zero After Dark email spam. Also the Goroh/Falcon newsletter.
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Guess who was definitely not giving any hints and logging out.
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[RING RING RING BANANAPHONE]
Samus was in the middle of packing up some winter-weather gear and picked up the phone.
"..."
[Hahahaha. Also I am sorry for these tiny tags]
[Brb writing a novel about the flowerly lip movements of her talking on the phone]
"..."
SAMUS HUNG UP THE PHONE.
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How did you know it was me?"I'm coming. You're gonna need by skills and CO powers to boost you in places you can't normally climb. Besides, reading about this place, it sounds pretty fun and I'll bored right now."
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Caller ID: AfroSamus was very disgruntled. She made a very disgruntled face because she knew 1) Lash would do as she pleased as much as she would do as she pleased, and 2) Samus didn't want any more obstacles in her hunt than necessary. There was silence on the other line for a while.
"Fine. Don't tell anyone where you're going."
A pause.
"Dress warmly."
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Dramatically, she put on her toque...only for most of her hair to fall behind her comically.
She needed to leave a word of--oh right! She couldn't do that. Well, clearly she'd just get Hawke to babysit Skarmory, and tell him she was gonna go off for some research about weapons, he'd understand that...and Claus, well. she'd just leave a message. Like right now!
Hey Claus! I'll be gone for a few days, really important stuff I can't talk about right now!" Evil grin halfway as she continued to write it out. "If you do want to find out, well you can't! And...don't come in my room and don't get the tracker I have. That would be wrong and going against everything that I asked you to do, tee hee hee!"
Lash was the best girlfriend ever.