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Communications intercept. Transmission detected Fri 07th of Sep 2007 at 09:12 AM by Alphaea. Communique follows:
*I had missed an apparently heated debate held by the E Pluribus Neo operatives and their new liason TwaeCross at the Camon Church. I was obviously devastated… I was talking to various friends and allies and hearing their reactions when I was contacted by our old friend Merrit. She requested that I meet her, she had a special assignment from Niobe. I agreed to listen and I made my way to meet her in S. Vauxton.*
Merrit: Thank you for coming Alphaea.
Alphaea: My pleasure.
Merrit: Let's step inside the nearby building and I will explain things.
Merrit: This will be fine. We can speak in a private channel.
[Team] Merrit: We have been monitoring certain transmissions from this Cypherite, and we have discovered he is up to something in the Westview district.
[Team] Alphaea: What do you believe he is doing?
[Team] Merrit: Intercepted messages place him somewhere in the Stamos area. From the clues from the transmissions, it sounds like his in an out of the way bar.
[Team] Merrit: This is what Captain Niobe would like to be done: Find the Cypherite, and find out what he is up to. This Cypherite is relatively new, and does not know the others well.
[Team] Merrit: If you were to disguise yourself with one of their masks, you could most likely trick this guy into telling you what he is up to.
[Team] Merrit: Is this something you would be up to?
[Team] Alphaea: Ok, I have few I can masks of theirs.
[Team] Alphaea: I will do my best, is there anyway I will know him?
[Team] Alphaea: I will always do my best to help a fellow Zion Captain.
[Team] Merrit: Yes, his name is "Festaneve." Remember, he has been tracked to some out of the way bar in the Stamos district.
[Team] Alphaea: I'm sure I know it *sly grin*
[Team] Merrit: Disguise yourself with their mask, and see if you can gather any information from him. After that, do as you please with him.
[Team] Alphaea: I already have an idea.
[Team] Merrit: Fantastic, thank you on behalf of Niobe for accepting the assignment.
[Team] Alphaea: Is there any specific information I should try to draw out of him?
[Team] Merrit: Given the transmissions, he is working on something for the Cypherites as we speak. What we would like to know, is what that is.
[Team] Alphaea: I'd better get to it then, I'll contact you if I have any information.
[Team] Merrit: Thank you, I will update you if we get a more specific fix on his location.
[Team] Merrit: I will look forward to hearing from you.
*Merrit bows formally at you.*
*You bow formally at Merrit.*
[Team] Alphaea: Communication is always our best ally.
[Team] Merrit: Always indeed. You know how to reach me.
*Merrit has left the mission team.*
*You have entered Camon Heights.
I knew in order for the illusion to be complete I would have to leave the faction temporarily. "The Trust" doesn't exactly scream Cypherite. I remove my ship from Trust command, coded a new black bandana and began the search for Festaneve.*
*Leaving Faction.*
*You target [Subway]*
*You have entered Stamos.*
*You become invisible!*
*Festaneve Level 15 Gunman*
*Found 1 players.*
*You have entered Manssen Park.
In the backroom of a bar I find him typing away, typical.*
Festaneve: What the --!
Alphaea: Don't worry
Festaneve: Oh no you don't!
Alphaea: This will alleviate your fears
I donned my newly coded mask
Festaneve: What? Are you new? Viraconrida didn't tell me anything about you.
Alphaea: Yes, why do you think I am still associated with that Zion trash.
Festaneve: Well look, you can't just barge in on me like that, you're going to give me a heart attack, lady.
Alphaea: It seemed you may have needed some backup.
Alphaea: I'm very sorry, I didn't mean to sneak up on you...but you understand my discretion
Festaneve: Yeah, well look, I'm still kind of new.
Festaneve: I'm almost done with this thing, do you think you could do me a favor?
Alphaea: It's ok, it seems we all are. Did you need help? Sure, of course
Alphaea: I'm quite a gifted coder, if that is what you require.
Festaneve: That fool Merrit sent someone after me last time I tried to hand off this information.
Alphaea: I heard you were caught, this is why we have to be extra careful.
Festaneve: Too bad she did not know I had backup, I'm encrypting it in this code bit.
Festaneve: Do you think you could upload this to your operator? Tell them to send it to Viraconrida. I don't feel like walking.
Alphaea: I do hope you have more backups, she seems extra informed.
Alphaea: Of course.
Festaneve: There.
*Festaneve offers a trade.*
Festaneve: Hey, thanks.
*You successfully traded 0 items and 0 information for 1 item and 0 information.*
*You give Festaneve an OK.*
Festaneve: I have to get back to work on this stuff. Thanks for the back up.
Alphaea: So what did it say, if you don't mind my asking?
Alphaea: The more of us in the know, the better we can protect the data.
Festaneve: Oh man, good stuff in there. Zion hovercraft names, schedules, data on the crews, all kinds of goodies for us.
Alphaea: I'm not sure I could break your decryption, you seem rather gifted
*You have successfully changed your RSI's mood. Changed to sexy of course*
Festaneve: Don't worry about it, just make sure that gets to Viraconrida for me. I don't want to have to hand deliver it again.
Alphaea: Of course, are you sure you made a backup?
Festaneve: Well, I'm working on it. This stuff takes a while.
Alphaea: That's all I needed to know.
*You enter combat.*
*You are now susceptible to PvP*
*Your Subduing Throw stuns Festaneve!*
*Your Subduing Throw does 383 (67 absorbed) damage to Festaneve.*
Festaneve: What!?
*Your Staggering Throw staggers Festaneve!*
*Festaneve was just killed by Alphaea.*
*Your Staggering Throw does 687 (1 absorbed) damage to Festaneve.*
Alphaea: *starts typing*
*You have successfully changed your RSI's mood. Sexy did the job*
*Festaneve is offline.*
Alphaea: *Run /format Machine approved hard drive destruction*
Alphaea: *computer blinks "C:"*
Alphaea: Phew, all deleted.
[Tell] Recursion.Alphaea: Got what I came for
[Tell] Recursion.Merrit: You did? Fantastic, what happened?
[Tell] Recursion.Alphaea: Looks like a lot of information on Zion. Schedules, crew listings, all sorts of mainframe info.
[Tell] Recursion.Alphaea: He gave me the info to upload to give to Viraconrida.
[Tell] Recursion.Alphaea: I killed him and deleted his backup files.
[Tell] Recursion.Merrit: What? I thought I already sent an operative to intercept that data.
[Tell] Recursion.Merrit: Hopefully those were the last ones.
[Tell] Recursion.Alphaea: He had a backup...he even mentioned your interception.
[Tell] Recursion.Merrit: Oh, I wouldn't have expected him to have that many copies. I thought we got rid of them all. Good work, Alphaea, I hope we have heard the last of that.
[Tell] Recursion.Alphaea: Would you like me to destroy the data?
[Tell] Recursion.Merrit: Certainly, some of that was somehow copied from the Zion database. We still have the original data intact.
*You gained 5 information from recycling an item.*
[Tell] Recursion.Alphaea: It is done.
[Tell] Recursion.Merrit: I will be contacting you shortly with an attachment from command. Thank you for your work today, Alphaea.
[Tell] Recursion.Alphaea: It is an honor Merrit.
*You target [Subway]*
*You have entered Camon Heights.*
[Tell] Recursion.Merrit: The skill of our operatives makes the honor all mine.
*You have new mail from Merrit.*
*Merrit is offline.*
*Attachments retrieved successfully.*
*You gained 5,000,000 information from an email.*