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[tricelled]

Who: Jill, anyone who replies to her entry offering assistance.
What: Jill has always been the type to take matters into her own hands. The P30 device is getting removed, one way or another.
Where: 1761 Beaver Street.
When: Dusk.
Warnings: Maybe a little violence, nothing serious.

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[bogusmagicker]

The slim, pale girl entered the residence in question and quietly settled herself into the corner. If she felt out of place amidst the small crowd of fully grown men and women, she showed no sign of it upon her face. Yuki Nagato merely stared blankly into space, the severity of the situation marked by the notable absence of any reading material in her hands. This was a direct request from Kyon. She would devote her full attention to the task.

In her natural state, she was capable of an immense strength, enough to rip apart metal with hardly any effort at all. She had not yet, however, regained her interface-body, but it would still be possible for her to artificially increase her strength past its normal limits by changing the data comprising her current body. She had already begun the necessary alterations -- stimulating the sympathetic nervous system to increase the levels of epinephrine and insulin, redirecting blood glucose to her skeletal muscles, increasing the stroke volume and heart rate, and blocking the release of the neurotransmitters that would normally regulate pain receptors.