Post by Counterpunch on Mar 22, 2008 20:01:23 GMT -5
OOC: This thread takes place very shortly after (or even during, if I can get Counterpunch out in time) the 'Because Being In Medical Is Cool.' In other words, the same night that the truce is established. It also takes place inside Decepticon base, in one of three common lounges, although the most out-of-the-way of the three.
Counterpunch sits at one of the terminals lining the wall - not the one in the farthest corners with the most shadows, just a randomly chosen terminal. He calls up a reader and opens up The Art of War by Sun Zi. He then starts reading, spending somewhere in the neighborhood of 45 minutes doing nothing but reading over his 'assignment.'
After all that time in silence (and of course it's silent - there are still many people in medical, they've just dispatched three jets to the desert, and many people are setting up surveillance of these new Autobots) Counterpunch slips a data-disk into the nearest appropriate port. He leaves the electronic book open and creates another workspace on his terminal. He switches to it and begins entering in codes only he knows, codes he programmed into the system.
Counterpunch has a back door into the secure sections of the Decepticon computer.1
The spy locates and accesses the file created by the scan that Starfighter just completed, the one that Hook won't have had time to review yet. Carefully, slowly, covering his tracks as he goes, he replaces that file with one already on his data-storage device. It's a nearly identical file, really. It only has one major difference: those minute, well hidden, but certainly existing indications of his second robot mode and other... abnormal modification are no longer well hidden. They're gone. Counterpunch has been with the Decepticons in one form or another for awhile. With Charr, he's even been subjected to Constructicon inspection before. He was prepared.
Once the file is replaced and the last modified dates altered, he begins to work to cover his tracks once more. But still, while in, might at least take a moment to look around.
Oh, now this is interesting...
1 This is established with the permission of the other two admin.
Counterpunch sits at one of the terminals lining the wall - not the one in the farthest corners with the most shadows, just a randomly chosen terminal. He calls up a reader and opens up The Art of War by Sun Zi. He then starts reading, spending somewhere in the neighborhood of 45 minutes doing nothing but reading over his 'assignment.'
After all that time in silence (and of course it's silent - there are still many people in medical, they've just dispatched three jets to the desert, and many people are setting up surveillance of these new Autobots) Counterpunch slips a data-disk into the nearest appropriate port. He leaves the electronic book open and creates another workspace on his terminal. He switches to it and begins entering in codes only he knows, codes he programmed into the system.
Counterpunch has a back door into the secure sections of the Decepticon computer.1
The spy locates and accesses the file created by the scan that Starfighter just completed, the one that Hook won't have had time to review yet. Carefully, slowly, covering his tracks as he goes, he replaces that file with one already on his data-storage device. It's a nearly identical file, really. It only has one major difference: those minute, well hidden, but certainly existing indications of his second robot mode and other... abnormal modification are no longer well hidden. They're gone. Counterpunch has been with the Decepticons in one form or another for awhile. With Charr, he's even been subjected to Constructicon inspection before. He was prepared.
Once the file is replaced and the last modified dates altered, he begins to work to cover his tracks once more. But still, while in, might at least take a moment to look around.
Oh, now this is interesting...
1 This is established with the permission of the other two admin.