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[This network post is very different from his last. It opens with Hardison, looking a little less pimp, just sort of staring at the camera.]

Man, seriously? Seriously?

Anyone know how long this computer hold grudges? Because, not gonna lie, this is getting straight up ridiculous.

[He looks up at the sky.]There's some crazy dog-dude with a sword

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[ text ] Encryption 80%

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If I manage to get set up indoors, first thing I'm hacking is the locking protocols. After that, tapping into security for an eye on this place will be a cakewalk.

[Hardison is actually pretty impressed by this recommendation. If he were anyone else, that would have been damn useful. He throws up a quick encryption because, damn, he doesn't want that dude just stumbling into this.]

Might be a good plan to keep an eye on the door protocols. If he passes too close to any automated entries in this place, he might trip it. Give a good idea where everyone is, even if it's nonspecific as to who.

Keep the cameras pointed at somethin' that matters, ya know?

[ text ] Encryption 80%

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[My man. Hardison doesn't reply for a while as he ducks inside the barracks and out of the elements.]

I owe you a solid.

Got a handle?

[ text ] Encryption 80%

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[Hardison starts laughing on his end and drops down onto one of the beds as he gets settled in. It's not the Ritz, but it's also not prison or the back of a van.

So there were other hackers around here? You know, aside from the ones that snipe drops. He was going to have to start using the fancy codes.]

It's worked for me so far.

I also answer to Boss and Who-is-that-badass-motherfucker?

[ text ] Encryption 80%

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[It's cool, no one ever laughs at Hardison's jokes. He's gotten over it...usually with the help of multiple million dollar payouts, but still.]

Cool by me, Dillinger.

[He briefly debates calling the guy Dill, but he decides naw. He did owe him one.]

No transmission.

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[In time, young grasshopper. Wait, that reference falls a little flat. Whatever, Eddy. So tsundere.

Hardison likes this guy, he's to the point and has good spelling and grammar. Clearly a class act. Or a pretentious dick. Probably not the second since he did him a favor out of the blue.

Now, he just owes one to a guy named Dillinger. Could be worse, probably.

Hopefully this guy wasn't in the mob.

Or Icelandic.]