Archival Science Databanks
Communications intercept. Transmission detected Tue 20th of Nov 2007 at 08:59 AM by Othinn. Communique follows:
*You have entered Tabor Park.*
*You are now using the Spy Style martial arts style.*
Sasword: Hello Kompira.
*You target [Kompira] the level 12 Spy.*
*[Kompira] is friendly.*
Kompira: Konbanwa.
*Kompira nods at you.*
*Kompira bows to you.*
*Successfully added waypoint*
Sasword: How are you?
Kompira: How are you, operative?
Sasword: I'm fine.
Kompira: I'm fine, thank you.
Sasword: Good to hear.
Kompira: What are you doing, this evening?
Sasword: Nothing much. Yourself?
Kompira: Paperwork, meetings, phonecalls. All the unimportant little pieces of business.
*You nod.*
*Kompira coughs.*
Sasword: You okay?
Kompira: Mhmm. Just a cold.
Sasword: I'm sorry to hear that. I'm sure you'll get better soon.
Kompira: Arigatou gozaimasu.
Kompira: I'm sorry, I don't believe we've been properly introduced.
Kompira: My name is Noriko, Noriko Sasaki.
Sasword: Hello.
Kompira: Ah, we met the other night, didn't we?
Sasword: Yep.
Kompira: I apologize. I've been through regiments of neural reconditioning.
Kompira: It'd seem that it's doing a number on my short-term memory.
Sasword: It's okay.
Sasword: Why did you need reconditioning?
Kompira: Er...
Kompira: I've been awake longer than you might guess, friend. And for a long time, I executed operations in the real.
Kompira: After a while, separation from this system slowly causes a degridation in your neural jack's firmware.
*You nod.*
Kompira: Without keeping it in check, it can spread to the rest of your brain.
Sasword: I understand.
Kompira: Kompira grins.
Kompira: Truth be told, I look a lot like a baseball in the real world right now.
*Kompira giggles like a schoolgirl.*
Sasword: Oh dear.
*Kompira is wondering about takoon.*
*Chat is already being logged. Use /logstop to stop logging.*
Kompira: Was there something you needed, operative?
Sasword: No, sorry.
*Kompira giggles like a schoolgirl.*
Kompira: There's no need to apologize.
Sasword: Thanks.
Kompira: Our database shows that you're working th the Sentience faction, yes?
Sasword: Yes.
Kompira: With, excuse me.
Kompira: Are any of your compatriots jacked-in and available?
Sasword: Mathalos is available, I believe.
Kompira: Ah yes, we exchanged hellos earlier.
Kompira: Well, if you or any of your factionmates would care to join - I'm going to be at Club Kirin for a small while.
*Kompira nods at you.*
*Kompira bows to you.*
Sasword: Okay.
*You target [Hardline]*
[Tell] To MathalosVH: Kompira said she's going to be at Club Kirin if I or any of my faction mates are interested in joining her.
*You have entered Kowloon.*
*Warning! Increased threat of agent attack.*
*You are now using the Spy Style martial arts style.*
*Kompira Level 12 Spy*
*Found 1 players.*
*You target [Door]*
*You enter combat.*
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*Chang Wing Initiate successfully hit Sasword with a Speed FM-9SK for 28 damage.*
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*Chang Wing Initiate successfully hit Sasword with a Speed FM-9SK for 28 damage.*
[Tell] MathalosVH: I'll come by.
*Chat is already being logged. Use /logstop to stop logging.*
*You leave combat.*
*Kompira nods at you.*
*Successfully added waypoint*
*You target [Kompira] the level 12 Spy.*
*[Kompira] is friendly.*
*Kompira bows to you.*
Sasword: Mathalos said he'll come by.
Kompira: Can I offer you a drink?
Sasword: No, I appreciate the offer though.
*You target [Bar Stool]*
Kompira: Hot tequila brown, please.
Kompira: Kompira smiles, her eyes only slightly opened.
Kompira: One for my friend as well.
*Chat is already being logged. Use /logstop to stop logging.*
Kompira: Kompira glances toward Sasword.
Sasword: Thank you.
Kompira: You'll like it.
[Tell] MathalosVH: Where's Kirin?
[Tell] To MathalosVH: Kowloon.
Kompira: Kompira takes her drink, nodding to the barkeep.
Kompira: Arigatou gozaimasu.
Kompira: Kompira raises her glass.
*MathalosVH salutes to Kompira.*
Kompira: To...
MathalosVH: Greetings, ma'am.
Kompira: ...anonymity.
Kompira: Operative Mathalos, hello.
*Kompira nods at MathalosVH.*
*Kompira bows to MathalosVH.*
*MathalosVH shakes Kompira's hand.*
Kompira: Please, join us.
MathalosVH: Thank you.
Kompira: What's your drink, operative?
MathalosVH: I'm fine, thanks for the offer though.
Kompira: Nyah! Both of you are much too polite.
Sasword: Sorry.
Kompira: Kompira raises a finger to the bartender, pointing toward Mathalos.
MathalosVH: So what have you been up to, Kompira?
Kompira: This evening.
Kompira: Hmm...unimportant things.
Kompira: Paperwork, meetings.
[Tell] To Sasword: .
[Tell] Sasword: .
MathalosVH: Haven't spoke to you in quite awhile.
Kompira: Kompira bows her head graciously to the bartender as she sets a glass of amber liquid in front of Mathalos.
Kompira: It has been quite some time, and I do apologize, operative.
MathalosVH: Will you have more time to spend in the simulation now?
Kompira: Yes, much more. Though I am having trouble finding a machine presence within the simulation. No doubt the war effort has been hard on all sides.
*Chat is already being logged. Use /logstop to stop logging.*
MathalosVH: We are still around, but we've been busy and haven't been able to come into the simulation as much as we would hope to.
Kompira: Kompira nods, understanding fully.
Kompira: Just keep busy, yes?
*You target [MathalosVH] the level 50 Force Enhancer.*
*[MathalosVH] is friendly.*
*You target [Kompira] the level 12 Spy.*
*[Kompira] is friendly.*
[Team] Sasword: 0
Kompira: Kompira sips the warm drink.
MathalosVH: Of course.
MathalosVH: If you require a machine presence, I'm sure we will come.
Kompira: Oh, I've no doubt.
Kompira: I just hope that a stable force will remain without impetus from myself or officers Systematica and Cross.
MathalosVH: I believe the Machines are still a stable force.
*CAUTION: Agents are homing in on your location!*
*You begin to sneak.*
Agent (shouting): You're not authorized in this area.
*Sasword was just killed by Agent Green.*
*You stop sneaking.*
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*Agent Green successfully hit Sasword with a Speed System FM-1500 Magnum for 1,360 damage.*
*You recover from being dazed.*
*You have died. Type /reconstruct to return to the Loading Area.*
Kompira: Yes, yes. I know that. Perhaps I'm being overassertive.
MathalosVH: I must be going, I have some work to finish up inside of the simulation.
Kompira: Of course.
MathalosVH: It's nice to see you again, I look forward to seeing you more in the future.
MathalosVH: Have a good evening, Kompira.
Kompira: Likewise.
*Kompira nods at you.*
*Kompira bows to you.*
*Kompira nods at MathalosVH.*
*Kompira bows to MathalosVH.*
*MathalosVH shakes Kompira's hand.*
Kompira: Ja, mata.
Kompira: I believe I will be going as well.
Sasword: Aww.
*Kompira bows to you.*
Kompira: That floor is probably dirty, operative.
Sasword: Sorry.
*Kompira giggles like a schoolgirl.*
*Kompira tips her hat.*
*Reconstructing the remains of your RSI...*