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Rai twitched slightly. The many days he has been yelled at. He was sick of it all. He gritted his teeth, and quickly took out of his bow and a arrow. He got it ready in an instant, and pointed it at her. "Shut.. Up.." He said, about to shoot if she raised he voice again.

ooc: I have to get off now. Bye. Rai, I'll call Rorric up and tell her you're on.

Baltazaar was very contempt, as he opened his email and found the oddly worded answer. Short, remarkably military style, and veery cocky. He liked cockyness.
Grinning, he simply closed his computer, and switched on the cellphone. The number he had called ringed, first once, then twice....
"Rhmmmpf?"
The voice at the other end of the line sounded half asleep.
"Hi there. Pleasure to hear that you are still asleep. well, you still want me to disappear forever?"
The voice at the other end suddenly sounded very enthusiastic.
"You are going to kill yourself? Give me 20 minutes, so I can get the camera and the guys to watch it life. "
He shook his head. He just loved the countryside....
"Nope. But I wil disappear... well, I just need a driver out to the airfield, and the rest will go pretty smoothly. You have anything planned this evening?"

Two hours later, he sat in the airplane to the US, and repeated the plan in his head. Yes, he had secured the data in several external servers, which would release very sensitive information about the hiring-methods, the payroll, and the real names of some of the workers at the company to several very interesting people and organisations. Hiring ex assassins and such.... Such a petty....
Then, he had correctly checked The IP and the adresses of the data. It was encripted in a very pretty way, and it had allways been a pleasure to find something worth his attention.
The final step had been his friendly neighborhood university, where he had simply snuck in, generated some rainbow-tablets, and within an hour, he had the correct way of the data-packets, which indicated, as he compared it with the data from the first hack, that the person that requested him lived in the same physical location as the computers. The only things that now indicated where he could have hidden the files were his personal inscripted belongings, which he would have sent after him by his friends in a month to an adress he would leave to an answering machine. It al seemed to be very good.
"Oh, little boy, you are travelling all alone?"
The stewardess was one of the asian types. Just too cute, allways smiling, and perhaps the wet all american dream.
Yes, he wanted to say, but if you and I will shortly disappear in the toilet, I will show you what happens to these that call me little boy, b**ch!
"OOh, yes, my mommy works for her company in the US, and she has sent me over to her for vacation!"
He hated the role that he had to play. But the only places on slightly overbooked machine were given by face, and the businessman, whose seat had been doublebooked with the seat of a young boy who had to fly alone for the first time..... Well, the guy was more then happy to reccieve the 200 $ and the free upgrade to first class for the next flight.
The stewardess fell for his age, and grinningly petted his head. He knew that he looked like he was 12, and it bugged him soooo much. He really hated it. At least, it had been fun. The securits did not mother to check him anymore then usual, and had not looked at his laptop twice after he had told them which awesome games were running on it. They did not discover the three credit cards sewn in the interior of the laptop case, which ran on three different names. They did not discover the can of mace, and the 9500 $ in his shoes.... And now, he would be able to finally get some fun....
"But thank you very much for asking, I was a bit scared...."
He hugged the surprised Stewardess around the her waist, and pressed his face against her chest....
After he released her from his hug, the poor thing had turned purple, and seemed quite embarassed.
"But if someone as pretty as you watches over me, I feel veery safe!"
He waved her goodbye, and resumed to listening classical music on his Ipod. Thus spoke Zarathustra..... fitting......

He arrived in America with a happy face. The guy next to him had been a sound snorer, so he was able to empty the rests of the coffee and his peanuts. The security controlls also were perfect. He just acted like the child he looked like. OOh, officer, no, I am only a 12 year old, I travel to my mommy, Yes, I use this laptop mainly to play games and to watch DVD's, you want to see how many DVD's I got?
He enjoyed the time at the airport. He just sat on the big bench, and checked his next steps. He had bought new, american jeans, a bagpack, a hooded pullover,and new underwear. His old clothes, after he had changed at a toilet, went to a beggar in the airport.
The security guys were friendly enough to escort Mister Allison Payne, 36, stuck with a horrible genetic defect of being a dwarf, to a taxi which brought him to the nearest bus station. After an hour of waiting, and some more music on his Ipod, he had finally arrived at the physical location of the IP-adress. The building was widely remote, and not at all populated. He did not make the mistake of just running straight on the road to the buiding. He just had to try. what could have been the worst? He could be caught.
He laughed, and mooved through the woods, always keeping the road at the edge of his sight. He was not that stupid to go on open territory, and to just walk where everybody could see him. He, of course, could have gotten some Scouts clothes, but the reputation of these scouts as being communistic was too much of a hindrance. After a few hours of marching, he was near the entrance, but still as far as he could see out of reach for the cameras. He smiled, and layed low. He had prepared for that. It was allways a hindrance to enter a building if he could not melt with the mass. But what he saw was quite amazing.
There were children there? He grinned. This was actually starting to get really ******** easy. He observed them, with the microphone of his laptop, and his umbrella as a very rude bowl to collect as much information as possible. He soon had enough information to get his way into. As a small group of people came out, he was standing there, talking in his cellphone in klingon, the most usefull language for such matters.
Then, he simply waited till the next big bulk of people came out, and went back with the first to go in again. Then, his way inside was fairly simple. After pocketpicking an access card, and just looking like the average salaryman, he worked his way through till he found the right room. A guy was sitting in front of it, obviously waiting.
"Well, " Brian said, and walked up to the guy, taking up as much space as possible. He had learned that trick from his father. Act as if you belong here, and you are done half the way.
"What in the name of the lord caused you to sink back to this miserable heap of sadness? Smile, it just takes a few muscles?"
"The commander is out", said the guy, and looked at him. He could see the forces behind his head working. Who is that guy, where hav I seen him again, could he be a superiour? He deccided to give the guy some relief.
"Well, Snider...." he looked a second too long at the nametag of the guy. It almost worked within seconds. It was a widely regarded secret that the really important people did not bother to learn any names, or manners. Everyone knew that.
"Coincidentially, I know that The Commander is having some IT-Problems, and will possibly return in about 15 minutes, in a very angry state. Now, since the s**t has already fallen on me to repair her stuff, I would suggest that you take a little walk, let's say for 15 minutes, and let me first sit there and take the blame. If you sit there with me, both of us get screamed at. Man, women in higher positions can get really frustrated. Now, if I get in there, and fix her stuff, she is practically obliged to cheer up, and at least be neutral to me. If I then walk out, and you come in, I bet you a few bucks she will be easier to handle....."
He smiled, and saw that the guy really was from the gullible sort.
"15 minutes?"
Yep, that much, I have to spent at least. I could, perhaps, do you a favour and increase it to thirty....
"Yes, fifteen minutes. I mean, the lower ranks do not allways have to swallow the blame from the "man", do they?"
The guy grinned, and stood up.
As the guy had left, he opened the door, and skid into the dark room. That was enough for him. Using just a little light from the screen of the Ipod, he managed to step over a few books, and behind the desk, where he sunk into the soft chair. He pushed the Ipod in one ear of his, and played his favourite classical opera. "Der Ring der Nibelungen", by Wagner. He was in the mood for some victorious action. He leaned back, and grinned widely, as he imagined the reaction of the first guy that would enter the room. He would just have to wait a bit.....
He used the spare time to order the report he was about to give to this commander.

ooc: X.x Sorry for askin' but where exactly in the building are you Baltazaar?

edit-@Azora: Of course we are You get yer codename from your Captain. Which would be Eva aka SunTzu

(The commanders office..... why? isn't that the place where I have to sign in? I just snuck in....)

ooc: ooh, just wondering cuz i was making up a codename for this other thing.... it ended up as choochi

Azora shook her head. "No, your snake is very tamed, or else Star wouldn't have slobbered you like that. I'm so sorry about that," she reached down and felt around on the ground for Star, or the leash, or even the handle. Star was playing hide-and-seek with her again.

"Apparently....Manners are not one of your strong points."

Tiny Glow orbs that lit the office flickered on casting light into the room to reveal the Commander with a large leather bound book, red in color, propped open in front of her where she sat casually in one of the chairs before the fireplace. She flicked through another page, reaching outwwards to the small table next to her to grab the tea cup. After blowing lightly on the steaming hot liquid she sipped it, setting it down once more to pick up the paper that had been folded into the book as a book mark.

"I take it you are the cocky kid who wrote this application? Strange that you should sneak into here while our Security systems were on the low for maintenance and then mess with our files, rearrange my things, and intrude in on my office, only to apply for a job to fix the already malfunctioning security system which you so wonderfully wound up breaking even more. And then you have the glorious audacity to sneak in here again and sit at my desk. Tell me exactly where in this plan of yours did you think I would be impressed enough to offer you a job on the spot?"

She cast her eyes in his direction for the first time, her accented voice sounded rather dull and monotone as if she found this boring. Of course she'd most likely give him the job, but not without letting him know just exactly how unamused she was with the way he handeled it.

"well, for starters, I snuck in without anybody checking my credentials.... which is possibly not very wise, because it surprises me.
second, I have managed to get into your own room, into your security system, and into your own base.... I think this makes up for the fact that i am underage, and do not have much to offer except my skills and my brain. I think it is quite amazing what an individual cocky enough can do today....."
He smiled, and leaned back in the chair. It felt really good.
"Now, several of your people have not noticed me as an intruder, and quite frankly, I am having my hopes high that I can go into the group, or into your organisation. I know enough about weapons not to hurt me with them too much, but i prefer not to use them, if not otherwise ordered.
Now, if I am right, you will prolly think of me as some kind of arrogant little b*****d, that should prolly be spanked in a proper way. I would gladly accept if I was a few years older, but frankly, you remind me too much of my mum that it could be any fun...
I would instead suggest to sent me on a training mission, or a test, and see how well I can handle it, after which you can still hire me. Of course, I know I start at the lowest rank, and that I have not much to await from you. But I also know that you know that my own arrogance and my will to prove myself will lead me to great extent to prove through my excellent work that I am worthy being a part of your team. "
He smiled, and pulled the plug of his Ipod out of his ear. If the march would have continued, he would have acted like a maniac, and would have giggled. He shortly wondered if the commander would understand his humor, but he doubted it.
"As for payment, after food and shelter, I just require what you see fit for my services, and tell you what, I am not even pickish how it looks, as long as it has a way to hook me up to th mainframe, I would also sleep on the floor. "
He grinned at the commander.
"A lower man would try to beg for a pathethic job by promising you the world. Well, if that Is what you want, I promise I will not cause any trouble unless I got your ok first. But as I am a warrior of the brain, I have known from the start that if you would have wanted me dead, you could have killed me the second I entered. I also know, that as a warrior, you consider the possibility of a new weapon, that can help you to accept and process some jobs that you were not able to do now, since you obviously lack some tech-expert who actually is willing to improve the security of that base and do some physical work, or an admin that is willing to do something for his payroll other then play gams all day. Now, if you look at me, you may not see a weapon that cuts hard or fast. I think you have enough of them. You just see a weapon that has only to be tipped once in the direction the enemy is, seeks out the enemy by himself, dries out his ressources, destroys his contacts, and does exactly what you want to be done to the enemy. Of course, this weapon has the flaw of actually thinking, but I don't see why you shouldn't give the weapon a testrun? How do you americans say, the first time is allways free?"
He leaned back, and grinned at the commander. He could hear her brain working, and he knew that he liked what he saw.
"OOh, and if you have thought I would have walked into this facility without any kind of insurance against "accidents", think again. "