Mega:Secret Location:Update

Jun 06, 2004 11:49

Mega leaned back in his chair, taking a long drink from his coffee cup, it was so...peaceful without Tai-San around, it was almost as if he was on holiday, it was simply wonderful. That didn't mean, however, that he hadn't kept an eye on Tai-San, and he'd seen her little run in with Lex, though he'd narrowed his eyes and watched, trying not to fume ( Read more... )

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_into_the_fray_ June 18 2004, 06:54:41 UTC
Watching the entrances to the Mall was a very boring task. He saw two girls he did not know on a side balcony, and a couple of street kids he'd never seen before exit and take off into the city, and a couple of injured go inside, then their pink haired...co-sheriff or whatever it was that her title had become, she left and went out into the city. Someone else, May, he recalled, left through the carpark, Salene and some guy with blonde hair had returned from what looked like a very fruitful trip to the Market. Mega sneered at this, it was amazing how half of the city couldn't get enough potatoes or fruits to sustain themselves for a week, but the Mall Rats could blow through the market and pick up enough food for their Tribe, all umpteen million of them. They really had become just like a pack of rats, nesting in that Mall, hoarding food, spreading filth. Well, the last part wasn't exactly true, but in Mega's mind all he could imagine was the Mall Rats spreading disease, and it made him narrow his eyes amusedly.

Mega picked up his spill proof coffee cup and took a long sip, setting it down carefully next to the computer. He was done, however, with keeping an eye on the Mall, nothing exciting seemed to be happening. He clicked against his taskbar, switching the Mall view to a monitor and adjusting all four views of the exits onto a seperate monitor each. "Melvin," he said slowly and evenly, "Come keep an eye on monitors a4, b3, b4, and c3, please," Melvin was a good worker, a quiet man who did as he was told and never gave lip. Mega quite liked working with him, he never invaded his space.

When that was adjusted, Mega opened his program box and looked at his coding, always tweaking. His eye kept a watch over Java's blip, still with Ram, she never seemed to leave, moved around a bit, but that was all. It didn't matter, as long as he could keep an eye on her. His computer dinged, a mail alert, which in and of itself wasn't strange, his workers sent him bits of recoded programming all of the time, and he left it for later, he was in the middle of something, and he was determined to figure out why the Paradise program shut down whenever someone accessed certain previrus experiences. It was all very strange, and the coding was weirdly written, but Mega was determined to crack it.

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