SETTING: Cyberpunk [OPEN]

[cryopathic]

Welcome to X Corp. Please enjoy your stay!!!Wincing at the offending blast of neon light, a rather plain-looking avatar ducks under the blazing marquee and lightly touches the glass doors beyond it. He's unusual in his average build and even more average color; after all, when you possess the capacity to construct your image down to the last hair,

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[hotshot_momma]

Anna's shadow was clad in the sort of armor she'd always been obsessed with IRL - a mix of Chinese lamellar designs and a more modern battlesuit. The woman inside it - well, looked like the woman IRL, though perhaps slightly more adult. Her tattoos were never as lifelike offline as the sparring dragon and phoenix on her back were here, either.

"Thought you might want to hear about some security holes, sir," she said. "Did a troubleshoot of your nodes and, well. There are problems with the IC and the social element you need to know about."

[cryopathic]

Vexen shot Anna flat, annoyed look (then again, if she's dealt with him for more than five minutes before, she'll have realized that he's like this all the time) and crossed his arms over his chest, tapping one foot impatiently. The virtual room was clean and sterile, except for the holographic 'windows' quietly floating over one of the tables, and his foot didn't make a sound on the plain white tiles.

"Very well then. Let's hear it." Don't waste my time.

[hotshot_momma]

She holds out a scroll - well, a piece of data represented by it. "This is a transcript of a conversation I had with one of your maintainance techs. Years on years of Intrusion Countermeasures advances and the best way of breaking the ice is still claiming a lost password. From there... well, you first line of defense is with non-Users. Your IC from there to Admin or Root access is a hell of a lot weaker; I managed to break it with a very common crash cannon."