Yet another of the Plot posts

[wiredspade]

She drops to to a low duck in what's called the Elephant stance as the blade, a broadsword, swooshes over her head. She doesn't even consider it an attack on her life as her foot slides forward, torso still bowed, and eyes on her opponent. An arm shoots out, knocking the blade from the Four's hand a and winding her body with the Four's on the next

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[sevenbyright]

Oh good, Sieben isn't going to have to go searching high and low for her. "Meghana," he says, sharp and brisk, no sign of the charming cordiality he'd shown when they'd spoken before. This is Suit business.

He falls into step with her before she can pause. "I understand you have a project in your office, in the form of obstinate laptops." From Andrea, he doesn't add aloud, but he can't imagine Meghana has too many piles of heavily-encrypted laptops sitting around.

[wiredspade]

Meghana is among the easiest Spades to find on Deck for the most part. If she's not in the training hall or upon the Green stretching, she's in the IT Office attentively doing her work. She only flourishes in the hallways. Though she's impossibly hard to find at meal times.

The Ten doesn't make a face, her features smooth and lips set. For all her seeming lack of desire of social cues, she recognizes the tone. "Lord Jack." It's time to work.

She doesn't look at him when he falls into pace besides her, though. "Your little birdy would be right. It's something to do during the lull between mending trouble issues among the departments." Between dealing with some scant online threats, anyway.

[sevenbyright]

"Mm." A quiet, absent murmur as he sorts out how much to tell her. He wants to keep details to a minimum, but Meghana insists on being put to the test with his trust. Still, the fewer people who know about this, the better. He can fill her in later if need be.

"I'd like you to move them to the top of your priority list. Technical support can wait. We need access to the information on those laptops. How much time do you estimate it will take you, now that you've made an assessment?"

[wiredspade]

She walks steadily, bare feet padding silently and face frightfully frozen. Meghana doesn't like lack of information. She despises it, really. She can't do her job without information. It's so very hard to find something without a hint. But... she smells a crisis. Now is not the time to push.

"That can easily be done." There's a terse moment, because she's not if she's speaking to someone who knows that technologically is a motherfucking bitch to master and mistakes could ruin everything. "The first laptop, I believe a personal one, is proving to be interesting. Once I shower and dress and spend the rest of the day and night on it, I'll be able to get inside of it and save the contents. However the work computer might even prove more difficult." A pause. "Forgive me in saying it might take a week."

/sometime after Sieben's conversation ends

[headfollowheart]

The idea had come to her on Saturday, after she'd finished questioning the Arcana servants and had needed to get out of Victor's rooms before the stress of the last week started to make her snap. So, the new accounting office. First, the monthly budget for Spade Castle, tweaked and shuffled and adjusted until it was as neat and perfect as she could make it. Then her more secret job, organizing Athena's investments. Making changes, banking profits in the secret accounts she'd set up in Cayman and Switzerland for the ex-queen

Re: /sometime after Sieben's conversation ends

[wiredspade]

Meghana was focused, collected. A job she needed to do and she needed to do it well. The flouncing and fighting were never her true jobs. Not even close, despite her joy of the fight and her pride in winning. That was the hobby.

She did take a shower, but she wasn't dressed in her uniform. Unusual for a spade. Jeans, a batwing tunic blouse. The closest she'll ever get to being comfortable and casual on Deck. She's about to open the door to the IT Office when she hears Zoe's voice.

“Good morning, Ms. Kattalakis.” There's a slight pause, "You may."

Zoe is the Jack's assistant, after all.

[headfollowheart]

It's not something she's spoken to Sieben about yet. She's not entirely certain whether Sieben realizes she knows what's going on - or if he knows, even though she told Andrea she had to tell the Face Cards. She had to try and fail to bring the other Four back from the Clubs, after all, and that was exactly a week ago now. "It's about Andrea Cruz-Well," she says in the lowest voice she can manage, even though this area of the Castle is all but deserted. "I had an idea for something we could do here to help locate the...problem, but I don't have the resources."

She's still in her uniform, or as close to a uniform as she gets - a pale coral silk dress that does nothing to conceal the bright pink scar on her upper arm from the stitches she'd had removed just that morning, skintone leather flats, hair hanging in dark waves just past her shoulders and clipped back on one side with a silver barrette. The harmless pretty girl.

[wiredspade]

Sieben is aware of something and the bastard isn't telling her much other than unlock those computers. Of course she'll do it. Trust takes time among the Spades and this is probably safer than one of those trust exercises that Adare once brought up.

Meghan give a slow nod at the the mention of Andrea's name, "What do you know, I've got stuff of hers right in this office." She begins to unlock the door. It's so nice to be able to have locks again. "Your boss know about this idea of yours?"

Never trust the pretty Spade girls. Even the gentle looking ones.

As promised. <3 After Zoe, so when she's in her office?

[heartsthespades]

He knows well enough to knock. After all, he's trained the Hearts to knock on his office door, and he isn't the quiet, severe Spade in charge of information technology. Rather, he's the smiling, slightly scary Heart librarian. So he knocks.

"Meghana?"

Not official business with him - his official business is one floor up and two halls down, in the Spade library, with the repaired book he's returned - but. He thought he'd drop in.

For fun.

Sounds good!

[wiredspade]

Oh, about 14 months ago she had all of the Spades Castle well trained. The only people who were allowed to come in without knocking had been Tens and Face Cards. The rest? Got something thrown at them or snarled at. Of course Spades already knew it was better to knock but...

When you don't have someone sane (relatively speaking) in charge of the place, slackers and people lower than the rank of Four can't enforce the habit. She's got retrain the Spades all over again.

FHL.

She doesn't hear the knock, muttering under her breath as she deals with her touch pad with the pass word application on it. She hisses quietly. “Apa gandagi ka tukara... Kholo!*”

Of course, the piece of shit laptop isn't going to be easily cracked*. Not for English or Hindi. She freezes, though, when she heard the familiar voice. The laptop she was working on was closed. She touched the touchpad on her work laptop and it quickly woke up.

“Hello, Jordan. The door's unlocked.”

There. Inconspicuous.

[heartsthespades]

If she thinks he didn't hear the sounds of muttering through the door, she's forgotten that listening through them is one of the first lessons a Castle-bred Spade learns. But he's smiling when he pushes it open. "And how many hours have you spent chained to your desk today, darling?"

[wiredspade]

It's why she mutters in another language. You never know who listens. In Clubs or Diamonds, she'd use an even more obscure language. And let him think she's scowling over the work on a normal laptop. She tilts her head up when he walks through the door, even if she has an itch to throw something. It's not him, it's simply a habit, but see the light tug of a smile on her lips, Jordan? "Not too long." She glances at the clock on the screen. "Just three hours so far today. It's not the quantity of the stupidity, but the quality."