[ When the feed opens, it might be strange to see Ichigo looking so...despondent. Even stranger? He's broadcasting from Lior's old Place of Solace. But just like any Place of Solace that remains after the owner is gone, there's something....off about it. Some vitality gone from the place. ]
...I think...I think Lioriley is gone.
[ He looks down,
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Oh users Ichigo, you have no idea how long he's been waiting for someone to tell him what that orange stuff is called. Well.]
Confirmed: fire ineffective.
[The second explanation... actually makes sense. A lot of sense. Rinzler's hands clench faintly at the mention-Genero's already been through his code, and it's hope as much as diagnostics that tells him nothing significant was changed. But it makes sense to limit the sysadmins' data, prevent them from investigating or tampering with more than they have already.
He's still as Ichigo shows the lingering damage. Eyes flick behind the mask from the injury to the user's expression. His noise ticks out loud and edged as he gives a short nod.]
Acknowledged.
[The security requirements are... less easy to get into.]
Security of structure potential risk. Two previous attempts at intrusion, unauthorized system access. Here. [Or, you know, fifty attempts if he counted Soundwave's marblebots separately. That had taken forever to clean up.]
Entry of unknown subjects possible threat. Surveillance requires attention, focus. [Not that he wouldn't detect someone hacking into the systems, but Rinzler didn't want to spend the duration of combat having to chase off glitched up mechs. Or users. His mask tips to Ichigo in question.]
Solution?
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Oh, you mean will your place be okay? Yeah, it should be. But there's always going to be a risk any time anybody gathers in a group here.
Genero knows about us enough to know that we're meeting. But he doesn't know why. Hence the movie reference -- er, it's a movie about fighting for no other reason than to fight.
[ Let's not explain the dual personalities nihilism part, shall we? Or the death, and chaos parts. Yeeeeah. ]
So see? He thinks we're just taking our frustration out on each other. We're really learning who works well with who, who's strong, who's not, and who belongs on the front lines, and who doesn't.
[ There's also a little more to it than that, but it's the basic gist. And enough to hopefully explain what Ichigo is asking for, here. ]
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Requirement. No access granted to subjects previously attempting unauthorized infiltration, entry.
[That should cover all relevant concerns. Well, the main ones.
The helmet angles slightly at the description, but he doesn't comment. He's also less than sure of their ability to screen the data. The sysadmins' surveillance covered far more than the network, after all. But Rinzler does value combat for its own sake. The data acquired seems valuable... but as much for his own purposes as any others.
He's still not certain about this group's efficacy. Or his own interest in (probability of) playing by their rules longterm. But Games? Games he can do.]
No other objections.
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[ Because you are not a popular guy right now, Rinzler. He's already wondering how he's gonna sell this to half the members beyond "Non-flammable".
Sighing, but smiling nonetheless, he finally does go to pick up his sword again. ]
Still, I think it'll work out. So...thank you.
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Rinzler's not used to change.
A lingering edge of tension bleeds out from his stance as Ichigo retrieves his weapon. Incongruous, given the calculated shift in threat potential. But relief all the same. Then again, the user doesn't make sense. Rinzler supposes his own reactions don't need to, either.
He stills at the words, ticking rumble quiet, though regular. The black mask dips slightly, lifts again.]
Want to play.
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