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"40-56 This is dispatch, Are you aware the building has an underground level?"


"40-56 To Dispatch, No I was unaware of that. I'll send a unit down... Hopefully we can catch them in time."


"Understood, if they are unable to catch the suspects what would you like to do?"


"Have a surveillance chopper on stand-by, We can cover the most ground with that. Also I'm having a unit secure the perimeter. Keep an eye out for any suspicious activity."


"Roger let me know if you need any assistance over."


"Understood."


...She switched the screen over to the surveillance cameras and began monitoring the two situations...


Well you two sure are intimate... Dispatch and 40-56



@Beowulf


"This is 5-81 to dispatch, we are finally at the robbery in progress. This is a hostage situation, I need a negotiator and swat ASAP"


"Dispatch to 5-81, Understood sending 3 Swat Units, and Negotiator your way. Keep it tight, and order your men to stand down until backup arrives."


"This isn't my first rodeo you know, we'll keep em' clear."


...Arachne switched back to the other tab for a moment and opened up another media feed that started streaming...


"Alright here's the deal, the gold has probably already been taken and is on route to the escape point our job is to make sure those hostages stay alive and we catch these assholes, now everybody file in, go go go!"
 
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The elevator was reached, and crammed with gold. "We're sending the gold up in the elevator. One of you two idiots unload. We'll be taking the stairs." Connor radioed up top. And then off he went, taking the stairs two at a time. Then getting tired and taking them one at a time. "My god, how deep are we?" Connor panted, nearly to the top of the stairs, but unaware of it.


"Balls deep sir." his comrade said.


"Smart ass." was the simple reply before he opened the door. The gold had beaten them to the top, as it rightly should have. "Hows the escape looking? We got a clear?" he asked the man mostly yelling at the cops.


"If we hurry, and maybe take a couple of them with us, we should get to the van. They said they'll give us a minute for every hostage we release. We got over thirty here. I'd say ten would be to much, but we have plenty to spare."


"Then give them ten. And let's get going. Take that one, she looks like she has a face for the cameras."


With that, ten hostages were trickled out to the cops, one at a time, with guns pointed at their backs the whole time.
 
@The Jackal


...Arachne's Smile cracks a bit her teeth showing...


Alright you fuckers... let's do this...


...Arachne opened an IP List and logged into the Police dispatch server. She was now in control of dispatches communications for 40-56. She then opened voice morphing software and messed with it until she got the dispatchers voice correct...


Dispatch to 40-56 what's your status?


"On route to garage level"


Negative 40-56 Police chief is calling a cease and desist


"What!? But we almost have these guys!"


I know, we need all available police at headquarters there's a code 211S in progress


"211S... A silent alarm?"


That is correct 40-56, order your men to fallback


"God damn it.... alright will do"


...Arachne changes the media station to personal radio...


"Alright everyone police chief says fall back, that's an order 211S in progress everyone back to station"


...Arachne smiles mischievously...


alright... 1 down... 1 to go. Be grateful I'm in a generous mood today...
 
Darius watched as the 2 elderlies hobbled out of the building and out the lobby before the metal doors slid closed and the elevator lowered itself to the garage "Cmon" He said to Croan before the doors slid open and he headed straight to his bike. Standing there for a few seconds while waiting for Croan before getting onto his bike and starting it up, driving to the garage door, scanning the card with the red V and driving up the ramp that leads to the streets. Once again waiting for Croan to lead the way back to her apartment.
 
@Beowulf


"I want 3 snipers on every rooftop, You make sure we lock em' down. Nobody gets in or out of that building without us knowing. Negotiator between the suspects and hostages are letting them have 1 minute for every hostage set free. Now considering this is a Friday at 3 o'clock theres probably over 20 hostages in there. So they have an abundance of time to do whatever they want to do."


...Arachne switches the IP Server to accommodate for 5-81's communications with dispatch. She adjusts the voice morph software and tunes in...


5-81 this is dispatch, We are going to have to shut down communications for an unknown amount of time, our communications have been compromised, please act with discretion, and extreme caution. Suspects are more than likely armed and highly dangerous, without communications you will have only your training to go off of


"5-81 to dispatch, hostage negotiation is taken care of, the only thing me and my men can do is sit here for orders"


Understood 5-81 hang tight we will try to get communications up and running within the hour


"Within the hou-"


...Arachne shuts down the communication line between dispatch and the rest of the law enforcement in that area before switching over to surveillance and watching the chaos unfold...


Well... with no communication lines... you guys are going to have a hell of a time coordinating. Goodluck bank robbers... You probably were forced to rob a bank of this magnitude rather it be by an outside force or lack of funding... or both... who knows.
 
°Croan°




Croan traversed easily across the abandoned streets, speeding up once she heard the faint sound of sirens before gliding around multiple corners, this was complex due to her need to avoid any local law enforcement and in order for her not to accidentally abandon Darius. She passed a couplet of apartment complexes before swerving to a stop directly in front of a silent and well-kept building which housed a manner of lofts. Straightening into a parking space, Croan dismounted before leaning against the motorcycle and awaiting Darius's arrival. She was unsure if the Void Runner knew of her location and hoped that he would at least refrain from attacking again for the night. They needed a plan.


@The Jackal
 
Wolf was in his tank and cleaning his gear, when he started hearing a lot of radio chatter. As he went to his Comms to investigate, he discovered that someone seemed to be in the middle of a heist. "Darius come in. I just got word that someone is trying to rob the gold before we can. What the fuck are we gonna do about this?"
 
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"Alright. Let's go!" Connor said excitedly, adrenaline pumping. He had the hostage, the teller that probably pushed that button earlier.With gun pointed at her head, and holding her in front of him, he walked out. Two of his buddies were hauling the gold, using the handicapped ramp, and headed towards the awaiting van. The men in the back had obviously seen them approaching and opened the back door. Quickly they loaded it, van lowering as the suspension strained under the weight. "How much time we got?" he asked after they loaded the third cart.


Checking their watch, one of the big boys with military equipment, said "Abou three more minutes."


"F**k!" he cursed. "Unless we f**kin hurry, we have to leave some of this behind. So hurry the f**k up." He hadn't let go of the hostage, and was truing to cover as much of the whole operation as possible.
 
RedZombieWolf said:
William was in his tank and cleaning his gear, when he started hearing a lot of radio chatter. As he went to his Comms to investigate, he discovered that someone seemed to be in the middle of a heist. "Darius come in. I just got word that someone is trying to rob the gold before we can. What the fuck are we gonna do about this?"
(Just so you know comms are down for law enforcement, radio chatter is dead for them)
 
RedZombieWolf said:
(This was for before it went down)
(Ahhhh okay :3)


 
(Sorry for double post)


@Beowulf


...Arachne goes into her storage container and pulls out her rolling chair and slides it across the metal floor smiling at the "thum thum thum thum thum" coming from the chair rolling against it. She slides it outside and over to the table and sits down infront of her laptop watching with an expressions resembling a child watching a tv show. Helicopter feed comes through hovering over the buildings covering footage of hostages rushing out of the bank...


Ohhhh man you guys better hurry... you're running out of time. Maybe you can escape through the underground tunnels? Wheres your vehicle...
 
"A minute left." the man said again. And with only one cart left, Connor was happy with leaving it behind.


"This'll do. All of you, get in that van. You, with me. I need a gunner." he said, pointing briefly at someone with his gun before returning it to the woman's head. "Get out of here, and lose the cops. Do whatever you need to do. I won't be to far behind. For the love of Jesus H. christ, don't f**k this up. We need this money." he said, escorting his prisoner to the car and talking over his shoulder at the same time.


Reaching the car, he tells the woman to open the door. Once that was done, and his gunner was in on the passanger side, he turned his back to the car, and pushed to woman away. Quickly he got his keys and started his car. By then the police had already begun firing at him. Thank god his car was bullet proof. Well, to pistols anyway. And sowere the tires, so no spinning around for him. Spike strips were probably still to much, but he didn' plan on hitting any spikes.


His foot being proverbially made of lead, he slammed on the accelerator as bullets pinged off his car, some shattering his windows. Ducking low, he gets the car under control and takes off. Already his gunner was hard at work leaning out the window and returning fire.
 
...Arachne's pupils dilate in excitement as she sees the car finally take off the flash of the guns muzzle outside the window caused flares of brightness across her laptops monitor. She bounces excitedly for a moment...


HAHA! YEAH! Fuckin' showed you stupid pigs! I can't believe that got away from the bank


...At this point she had stood up and began talking to herself while anxiously pacing back and forth. She calmed herself enough to go back to her laptop and open another tab, she casually closed out of the communications server, and the voice software. She opened another tab and made a few keystrokes. She was on the darknet where she had a profile set up and had over 5,000 notifications. On the dark net she was very well known for her many successful assassination missions. She clicked through a few of the websites features before getting to update her profile. In her occupational status, and talents section she updated her info to the following...


Status: For Hire


Skillsets: Heist, Hacking, Assassination, Infiltration, Getaway Driver



Missions Assigned: 0



Missions Completed: 150


Missions Failed: 3


...Saving Updates


...She kicked back in her chair lighting another smoke before switching to the other tab to watch some more...
 

•Croan•


(You're possibly going to have to start tagging my name because it is not informing me when you reply.)



Croan obediently slid the gun into her back pocket and rearranged her shirt to hide the bulge. She leaned against the wall as two elderly women entered the elevator and snuck a quick peek at Darius, flashing him an amused grin before resuming staring ahead. This had certainly been an exciting experience, one Croan would not ever forget. In the past 24 hours they had been blown up, shot at, and chased after and Croan expected there would be more. She straightened as the elevator halted.


@The Jackal
 

Reaper

Reaper drove back to the HQ because he had a few things to check up on, he soon arrived at the elevator and rode down, the elevator securing itself afterwards, when reaper parked his vehicle, he got out and then headed inside, he went into the research room and said "My armor ready yet?" The researchers replied with a yes which made reaper happy, reaper walked into the elevator and then got inside and drove down to his office. Reaper then sat down and began to look at the computer as he took off his mask, he searches through his computer till he found a woman for hire, using several proxies, he messaged her "This is Reaper...Got a job for you...10 million"


He also left a code for an encrypted comm station made just for this.


Reaper then began to look at surveilance cameras through the city, he saw that the bank got robbed, and he also saw that Darius and Croan are alive, reaper slammed his fist down as he cursed. Reaper looked through the cameras and saw the platebof the car that robbed the bank, reaper stood up and as he got into the elevator he pressed buttons on his wristpad as sattelites tracked the license plate, reaper got into his vehicle and used the elevator again, he then began to drive till he was near the car but not too close, be set the vehicle on autodrive and teleported under the car he was looking for, reaper ordered his vehicle to park at a safe garage. Reaper then held underneath the car.






 


Annabella said:

•Croan•


(You're possibly going to have to start tagging my name because it is not informing me when you reply.)



Croan obediently slid the gun into her back pocket and rearranged her shirt to hide the bulge. She leaned against the wall as two elderly women entered the elevator and snuck a quick peek at Darius, flashing him an amused grin before resuming staring ahead. This had certainly been an exciting experience, one Croan would not ever forget. In the past 24 hours they had been blown up, shot at, and chased after and Croan expected there would be more. She straightened as the elevator halted.


@The Jackal
(If only Croan knew she is the reason Darius's apartments get destroyed (=u=))
 
ClassyBunny said:

Reaper

Reaper drove back to the HQ because he had a few things to check up on, he soon arrived at the elevator and rode down, the elevator securing itself afterwards, when reaper parked his vehicle, he got out and then headed inside, he went into the research room and said "My armor ready yet?" The researchers replied with a yes which made reaper happy, reaper walked into the elevator and then got inside and drove down to his office. Reaper then sat down and began to look at the computer as he took off his mask, he searches through his computer till he found a woman for hire, using several proxies, he messaged her "This is Reaper...Got a job for you...10 million"


He also left a code for an encrypted comm station made just for this.


Reaper then began to look at surveilance cameras through the city, he saw that the bank got robbed, and he also saw that Darius and Croan are alive, reaper slammed his fist down as he cursed. Reaper looked through the cameras and saw the platebof the car that robbed the bank, reaper stood up and as he got into the elevator he pressed buttons on his wristpad as sattelites tracked the license plate, reaper got into his vehicle and used the elevator again, he then began to drive till he was near the car but not too close, be set the vehicle on autodrive and teleported under the car he was looking for, reaper ordered his vehicle to park at a safe garage. Reaper then held underneath the car.






 



(If only Croan knew she is the reason Darius's apartments get destroyed (=u=))
--


(She does. xD )
 
ClassyBunny said:

Reaper

Reaper drove back to the HQ because he had a few things to check up on, he soon arrived at the elevator and rode down, the elevator securing itself afterwards, when reaper parked his vehicle, he got out and then headed inside, he went into the research room and said "My armor ready yet?" The researchers replied with a yes which made reaper happy, reaper walked into the elevator and then got inside and drove down to his office. Reaper then sat down and began to look at the computer as he took off his mask, he searches through his computer till he found a woman for hire, using several proxies, he messaged her "This is Reaper...Got a job for you...10 million"


He also left a code for an encrypted comm station made just for this.


Reaper then began to look at surveilance cameras through the city, he saw that the bank got robbed, and he also saw that Darius and Croan are alive, reaper slammed his fist down as he cursed. Reaper looked through the cameras and saw the platebof the car that robbed the bank, reaper stood up and as he got into the elevator he pressed buttons on his wristpad as sattelites tracked the license plate, reaper got into his vehicle and used the elevator again, he then began to drive till he was near the car but not too close, be set the vehicle on autodrive and teleported under the car he was looking for, reaper ordered his vehicle to park at a safe garage. Reaper then held underneath the car.



...Her laptop made a familiar binging sound, she was ecstatic although she usually got a response within minutes all the time she was itching for some sort of adventure, she clicked over to the tab the notification was from and read the message...


dadada da da... job... 10 mil... 10 mil? You've got a lot of money to spread around....


...She clicks the reply to message button and begins typing a response...


To whom it may concern... My services are immediately available. Since you offered a price I naturally would assume you have a particular way you would like your task carried out. Please enclose details on what services you require, what I will be doing, how long you estimate it to take, and exact instruction on how you'd like me to follow through. Sincerely -Arachne


...Her network setup consisted of multiple routers, VPN Services, Proxy layovers, TOR Browser, and pointless packets being sent back and forth to completely mask her location and address. She took her laptop back into her storage container and closed the door blackening the inside, she sat on her chair being illuminated by the screens of her computers...


I wish there was a way to make my internet work faster than dial up with this setup.... I guess it's worth the alternative though.


@ClassyBunny
 
ArachneGlycon said:
...Her laptop made a familiar binging sound, she was ecstatic although she usually got a response within minutes all the time she was itching for some sort of adventure, she clicked over to the tab the notification was from and read the message...
dadada da da... job... 10 mil... 10 mil? You've got a lot of money to spread around....


...She clicks the reply to message button and begins typing a response...


To whom it may concern... My services are immediately available. Since you offered a price I naturally would assume you have a particular way you would like your task carried out. Please enclose details on what services you require, what I will be doing, how long you estimate it to take, and exact instruction on how you'd like me to follow through. Sincerely -Arachne


...Her network setup consisted of multiple routers, VPN Services, Proxy layovers, TOR Browser, and pointless packets being send back and forth to completely mask her location and address. She took her laptop back into her storage container and closed the door blackening the inside, she sat on her chair being illuminated by the screens of her computers...


I wish there was a way to make my internet work faster than dial up with this setup.... I guess it's worth the alternative though.


@ClassyBunny

Reaper


Reaper was under rhe car when he received a notification on his wristpad and saw that it was from the woman for hire, repaer pressed some buttons on his wristpad as he sent files about a woman named Croan. Reaper then added text that said that realer is giving 7 days to capture the woman, preffered alive, but will do dead too. We will meet later.

@ArachneGlycon


 
Sorry for short post
 
Asra had left HQ as soon as she had arrived. Boss was gone, she had no one to report to and thus no reason to stay there and have people staring daggers at her wherever she went. Horde, her robot horse was waiting for her outside, trotting over when he saw her, nuzzling her affectionately. "Time to move out big boy." She hauled herself onto Horde's back, kicking his side as he lead her away from HQ. "Take us home then Horde." The horse neighed as it turned into a narrow street. She lived underground in a basement home with the best security measures she knew set up. Her fort. One she needed with her many enemies. No windows, no surprise attacks or sniping, less danger. As an assassin herself she was well aware of what kind of measures she should take to protect herself. As Horde made another turn she tensed and pulled on the reign around his neck to stop him. She always had a nose for trouble and getting herself in it but this was getting to be too much and the last thing she needed when all she wanted was to rest after her job. She leapt off Horde's back landing lightly on her feet, her eyes fixed on the cause of her concern. She placed her hand on Horde's side, a biometric scan leading to it opening up to reveal a secret compartment inside its stomach where her armor and weapons lay. She grabbed the disc, placing it above her heart as it opened up, covering her in her armor while she reached out for her mask, pulling it over her head and grabbed her gun before sealing the compartment. She scanned her hand again, this time over the side of his neck. A screen appeared, showing a variety of modes and settings. Asra selected attack as she activated her gun with her other hand. All she had to do was take them all out at once. No fuss unless she missed. She took aim. There four of them. She could leave two to Horde which meant the other two were hers. Two holes appeared in Horde's shoulders as Asra aimed at her first target. "On three Horde. One, two, three." A beam was launched from each of Horde's shoulders hitting their targets while Asra fired two quick shots from her gun. All four were down clearing their route. Now they could head on-shit. Asra found herself thrown forward by the sudden explosion, her head hitting the ground hard as she lost consciousness.
 
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@Annabella


...She stared at the email a bit taken back by the fact that her now employer had given no detail as to how he wanted the job done. She scoffed a bit...


Amateur with a lot of money? Or does he think he's that good...


...She let the thought go and nonchalantly spun her chair as to put her facing one of her other computers. She made it a habit to backup all surveillance onto a Zettabyte hard drive. She began reviewing the footage from earlier and taking notes as she watched...


Alright since I did you guys a favor I'm going to make it a plan to pay all of you a little visit. Now to figure out who all of you are.


...She began with the first footage of the 5 police cruisers and analyzed each frame of every camera until she had an exact map of where the police officers were headed...


Ah an apartment... Excellent this'll be much easier to get than I had expected.


...She began with a de-encryption program along with a packet decoder to gain access to the Apartment's server. From there she began sifting through files and locating the surveillance file and footage. After about 15 minutes using the basic search function for typical surveillance footage file extensions she was able to locate a plethora of files filled with footage. She then queried a search for todays date and found the one she was looking for...


Alright well since there was chatter about the garage, and the stairwell I'm going to naturally assume you took the elevator to the garage floor. Elevator footage... check, Parking Garage footage, check.


...She opened up a file on her laptop that had today's police chatter recorded and saved, she looked into the properties and found the timestamp "2:48pm". Then she went back to the other computer and began reviewing the footage for the elevator starting at "2:45pm". Almost right on the dot she sees a man step into the elevator with his gun drawn, and a woman step in with her gun drawn...


Suspicioso much?


...She laughed and began putting together a facial profile for both of them. Next she moved to the parking garage footage. At 2:50pm a man and woman stepped out of the elevator and proceeded to a couple of motorcycles. At 2:51pm those vehicles are spotted exiting the garage and taking a left on Main St. She zoomed in on the footage with the motorcycles exiting the facility. At this point Arachne stops and pushes a button on a standing usb microphone plugged into her computer and spoke slowly and almost robotically into it...


Vis on


...A few screens popped up and an automated response was given...


"What is the operation in which you are requesting?"


...Arachne speaks into the microphone again...


Take a screenshot of the current objects associated with small motor vehicles on-screen now


"Request Accepted Taking Screenshot Of Objects Associated With Small Motor Vehicles Now"


Good now compare screenshot with footage taken from 2:48 until currently


"Would you like me to follow the vehicles and record arrival and destination?"


Yes that is exactly what I want Vis, please notify me when the scan is complete.


"Estimated time is 1 hour 27 minutes and 32 seconds from current time. Would you like to watch a movie, listen to music, or watch videos?"


Music, Random, Shuffle


"Understood playing random genre, shuffling"


...She puts on her headphones, lights a cigarette and begins painting in one of her books...
 

Reaper

Reaper thought for a moment and then said to himself "I think I forgot to give her details on how to do the job..." Reaper then reached into his belt and took out a tracking device, he then put it on the car he was underneath, he made sure it was hidden well enough, Reaper released and dropped down, he then stood up and then pressed a button on his wristpad as his vehicle was requested, after few minutes the vehicle reached him and Reaper got inside, he then drove off back to the HQ, he soon reached the elevator, he then did the same procedure he does every time and then rode the elevator down, Reaper then got out of the vehicle and then walked inside, he then walked into the elevator and rode down to his office, Reaper then got out of the elevator and then looked at an armor stand that had been brought into his office, Reaper then giggled and took off his current armor and put on his new armor, Reaper then walked over to the mirror and then took a look at himself, he then saw his
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(Ignore the space :D It's just an image of how he looks.)

and giggled as he said "Now this...this is what I am talking about!" Reaper then walked over to his desk and sat down, removing his helmet and placing it on the desk, Reaper began to type on the computer as he said to himself "Now to find more info about this woman..." Reaper first sent more details to the woman he had ordered to bring Croan, it read "I would prefer if you do not damage the woman too much, she will probably be with a man, his name is Darius, I don't care too much about his life, but do try to keep him alive, but leave him. I only need the girl. The money will be paid in person and remember, The void knows, The void sees." Reaper then began to research about the woman, he didn't focus on the successful missions, but the ones she failed at instead, Reaper began to research heavily on who the woman is and everything about her, Reaper looked at the footage of the woman where she was fighting and then Reaper began to learn how she fights, he did this just to be sure if she attacks him that he has a plan.


@ArachneGlycon
 
@ClassyBunny


...She checked her email and saw that he had basically told her the same thing he had said before. She rubbed her forehead with two fingers and decided to reply back to him...


Employer, I anticipated a response with more detail regarding HOW you would like them captured. Method of capture, drop off point, pick up point, etc. However I have already began formulating a way to capture this person and would appreciate any intel you might be able to provide. Also I would like to advise you that you probably have a lot more information on the internet than I do. I'm not sure if you know what "exit nodes" are but I am sure I could find you if I wanted too. Furthermore I would assume you've done your research on me before you employed me. I'd like to bring attention to my failed missions... My failed missions were all due to incompetent "coworkers". Also any footage that you may have of me should be relatively worn. I haven't uploaded any videos recently as most of my jobs for the past couple of years have been assassination jobs, and for various reasons... there is no footage of those. Although I can assure you that despite outdated information you can talk to any of my previous employers and they will highly recommend me. Although you might have to do some digging first. Although you could probably figure out where I am, I wouldn't advise it. The information would become widely known and not just that... but it could take years to figure out where I am due to un-encrypting, attempting to find exit nodes, etc. And that's to say if I don't change my method of anonymity. Incase you're trying to find out where I am I will be alerted the instant an unauthorized peer accesses my database and I won't hesitate to destroy my equipment entirely and relocate. I am just giving you a heads up because I've had big shots who dress nice and flaunt their money attempt to hire other hackers to locate me, and have failed miserably. So consider this a requisition that we stay on equal ground. Don't attempt to sabotage me and I won't actually sabotage you.
 
ArachneGlycon said:
@ClassyBunny
...She checked her email and saw that he had basically told her the same thing he had said before. She rubbed her forehead with two fingers and decided to reply back to him...


Employer, I anticipated a response with more detail regarding HOW you would like them captured. Method of capture, drop off point, pick up point, etc. However I have already began formulating a way to capture this person and would appreciate any intel you might be able to provide. Also I would like to advise you that you probably have a lot more information on the internet than I do. I'm not sure if you know what "exit nodes" are but I am sure I could find you if I wanted too. Furthermore I would assume you've done your research on me before you employed me. I'd like to bring attention to my failed missions... My failed missions were all due to incompetent "coworkers". Also any footage that you may have of me should be relatively worn. I haven't uploaded any videos recently as most of my jobs for the past couple of years have been assassination jobs, and for various reasons... there is no footage of those. Although I can assure you that despite outdated information you can talk to any of my previous employers and they will highly recommend me. Although you might have to do some digging first. Although you could probably figure out where I am, I wouldn't advise it. The information would become widely known and not just that... but it could take years to figure out where I am due to un-encrypting, attempting to find exit nodes, etc. And that's to say if I don't change my method of anonymity. Incase you're trying to find out where I am I will be alerted the instant an unauthorized peer accesses my database and I won't hesitate to destroy my equipment entirely and relocate. I am just giving you a heads up because I've had big shots who dress nice and flaunt their money attempt to hire other hackers to locate me, and have failed miserably. So consider this a requisition that we stay on equal ground. Don't attempt to sabotage me and I won't actually sabotage you.

Reaper


Reaper saw that the woman replied to him and then he began to type a email to reply to her "For the questions you had I can answer those, you can use any method you want, to bring the woman to me, you will need to drop her off at the sewers preferably with a bag on her head, as for method of capture, you can do anything you wish, and I have no intention of bragging but I always know what I need to know, anyway...I have no intentions on locating you, and for that remark of me being a person who dresses nice and hires other hackers, know that I don't do that, I am a void runner, I can do that on my own. And I would like to stay on equal ground..." Reaper then sent the email to the woman and then relaxed in his chair
 

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