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Azora nodded and gripped the leash tightly. "I'm Azora, I'll be fine now thank you," Star and Melanos touched noses, and Star gave him a slobbery kiss. They said goodbye and made their way to the training room, with a little help from the receptionist.

Baltazaar grinned, and moves upwards. His mp3-player now had "Freude schöner götterfunken" on, the classical song if something had happened which had struck him as very good. He looked in the comanders eyes, and this time, he broke it first, as he bowed. Not very deeply, of course, but deep enough.
"Thank you, madam commander, I am sure I will work in a way so that a little smile will appear on your face. "
He bowed again, and again, and could not help but resist a smug grin on his face, as he moved backwards for the door.
As he was out, he broke in manical laughter. Either she was very curageous, or very friendly, but others would have fought with their lifes with that... attempt to seize controll over her cyberspace. He laughed some more, as he walked on, and did not care that some of the folks did look at him a bit surprised... evil laghter was still very releaving...
He went outside, this time as an official contractor (hey, the signature prooved it), and sat in the evening sun. His fingers flew over the laptop, as he took out his cellphone, and reconfigured it.
It rang twice, before a very tired voice picked up.
"Miko, my favourite little asian man. Listen, you still work in that business where they pay you by comission? You wanna come in your pants? Yes, Great, I wait..... OK, so, cross down as we speak..... 24 SPARC-Workstations, yes, the military models with 5 gigaherz dualcores, yes, you may add excellent graphiccards to them, outfitted for normal office duty.
Well, you still do clusters? OK, then I need an industrial airconditioning that is capable of cooling a room of 90 squaremeters down to one or two degrees equal to how hot it has been before, Yes, you may order that, sounds good enough to me. Now, for the main servers, I want amd machines, dual core mainboards, at least 2 gigaherz each, 5 boards per workstation, included at least 3 gb ramchips. ... yes, in total 12.... no, make that 24 of the babys, the room is big enough...That is why I asked for the cooling.....
OK, I wait till you have cleaned your pants. ....."
He just went through the network, and marked all possible weak points. Yes, it seemed like it was "Down for maintennance"...... Either that, or a goody twoshoes with a "Server-management for dummies" book had been installed as an admin, because he had been the cousin of somebody..... He would defend that position with all his might.
"Yes, so, since that already was quite cool, I need 14 Sony vaio laptops, yes, the small ones, you know..... you still do custom paintjobs?"
He clicked enter, and a series of 1 and 0 wandered down the air towards china.
"Hell yes. Now, I want these logos painted on them. Yes, fit them out with Linux, Suse edition. OOh, and pack them nicely.
Now, then, I need a 24 inch plasma, a powerfull fridge, a small oven, a water heater, enough O-ben bars for a month, a good rice-cooker, a good supply of Mountain Dew, and the Xena and Starwars package. Yes, every episode on DVD.....OK, I wait till you cleaned your pants. "
He went through the system, and started to close the first security holes handson. His programmes screamed in glee....
"Yes, I know you thank me.... Now, if you really want to thank me, take one of the vaios, the small light edition, and prepare it yourself with all the finest extras you can find. Headset, miniature printer, Mike, Camera, wlan... everything. Also prelode it with all neccessary software. And then, you put it in wrapping paper, yes, the japanese one, and you add a little cute pink ribbon....."
He grinned.... would the Commander understand the gesture?
"Good, you got that? OK, how fast can you deliver? OK, what about tomorow?Yes, you may. Listen, I have gotten a big job, and I do not want to make anyone angry. So, you do your best to deliver as fast as possible, and you will get your share of the cookie.... yes, I know you do that on comission, and I also know that such a deal will launch you to the top of your company....."
He simply had to smile.... It worked out all too well.
"OK, you know my design specs. You know the logo I want on all machines and equipment, whaddya want more? YES, I know you would like to know, but even if I would work for "Pimp your ride", I would not be allowed to tell ya.... Yes, you go clean your pants. So, sent it over as fast as possible, by a truck or two, and to this adress.... OK, and if you not bother me again, I will think about giving DMX a shoutout from you. "
He ended the call, and finished the transition. A minute later, a certain account in the switzerland was a bit less busy, and in china, someone just had to clean his pants again.
He stretched, and hooked that part halfheartedly. It was just the shopping. installation was the other half, and training too......
He checked the system, and found it running with a halfheartedly disguised windows copy..... He cracked his fingers, and set out to work.
Lights flickered, and some power awake, as the old workstations in the basement came to life. They had never been challenged much, and most of the time, they had simply been unused, except to store some files. Now, they went on....
The screens and the electronically networked parts also went on. Soon, each and every piece of electronic equipment in the building was on, and reccieved a message....
"This is just a test. Due to maintennance, it will come to some slight system activity. No need to worry, just chill, and be excellent to each other. Signed: The new admin"
His fingers flew over the keyboard, as he managed a difficult stunt. He slowly rerouted the traffic from their systems to the ones in the cellar, that emulated their systems, while he replaced the main architecture with a few copys of the Linux-distribution he had develloped himself. He allways monitored the icons, indicating the other users working on the network. Not a single one had noticed any difference or downtime, and all workstations were running to their fullest speed.
Then, a single AT&T computer in Missoury prang to life, and because of a short fuse and an entry error of one of the employees, the bandwidth of a whole bunch of enterprises just tripeled, while the prices stayed the same. Coincidentially, also the ones of the mercanerys.....
He leaned back, and grinned. He was extremely happy. And not even half the day was over.
He opened his reality filter programm, and as the now present admin of the network, took a few minor changes in the software architecture. The program did its best to represent them in the actual software-representation of the system status. The maids got a bit more sharply dressed, and showed a little less cleverage, while they showed more the Matrix-attitude of leather. Each one of them now carried dual razorsharp swords, the left one named Search, and the right one destroy.
Guards appeared, exactly two sorts. Out there, there were the big boys, guys so big and muscle - ladden that even the commander would have labeled them Gorillas. They were dressed in black leather, but there, he had somehow taken the more Nazi-approach to the better. The coats were branded with the company name.
The additional service-capacities, now busy with rearranging data, manifested as two extra floors, and a set of butlers, who ran around in flak-wests with little plates, carrying single pieces of data at the plates while carrying big pistols names "Anitvir.45" at their holsters. He nodded with a grin. True artists copy. Great artists steal.
He went on, and soon, the outer wall went up in the sky, now stainless steel thick enough to hold an anti-tnk missle, with guards on top, the mean and slimy kind. Theye even had goatees, and smoked the cigarettes like the germans in these old black and white movies. The whole house now had a kind of concentration camp feeling, mixed with Alcatraz. He had an idea, and modified the firewall programm to his best capabilitys.
The whole city shook, and one after one, sunk in the sea. A sea of a big bad tarlike substance, only leaving the building on a lonely island. He nodded contemptfully, then threw the match and hit enter. The walls of the building lit up. The guards now sprouted wings and horns, and got a few flaming skeletual dogs, labeled "search and destroy".
He leaned back, and nodded. The system had not been that bad, it just had been very neglected, and thus had to be rearranged in a manner that suited him. Now, a hacker should just try to break in. He eagerly awaited the shipment of new material, and reached for his Ipod. Put on random, he simply pressed the play button.....
Wagners "Ride of the Valkyres". Fitting, very fitting. He closed his laptop, stood up, and went inside, to get a feeling of the buildings. He now was the admin, and the security was his baby. He would fight with his life to hold the systems he had claimed.
Flying on the tunes, he stood up, and walked over to the building. He tripped, and fell over a piece of junk. He fell down, and hit his head hard against the ground. As he opened his eyes again, he noticed that he had caught the laptop just inches before the ground.
He sighed. He might be the newcomer of the year in the cyberspace, but he certainly had to do something in the real world. He stood up again, and walked in the building, this time looking for obstacles in his way.
((OOC: the recruiting thing is basically my free pass, should any of the folks of the base feel bored, I can try to make experiments with them, and keep them from getting bored some more. And Commander, I hope you realise that the changes just were in the cyberspace....))

" Alright just calm down dude." Jason messed with his glasses and the peered at the old guy " It's regulation I give you a codename, I assume you read the handbook and you know how it go's, right?"

(( Sorry Ryanna and everyone in my squad for being gone, I was moving for twelve days and mcould not get on the computer, mycomputers not evan set up I'm at the Library.))

Brian, now Tech, was happy. Grinning like a madman, he wandered through the station. It still was like a dream. He, a boy of mere 15 years, had been outfitted with the possibilitys to play with all the toys he could ransack. He smiled even more, and opened a door. Even though his ipod had nearly been forgotten, he noticed the change of the music. The wall of the otherwise kind of steril room had several large things on it.... He checked the plan he had photographed. Yes, it was labeled portals..... A couple of books pushed him in the back. He fell down on his face, this time barely saving his laptop. A large encyclopedia had nearly missed it. He boiled with anger. It was a very good custom made laptop, and it had added shock protection, but he did not want to take any risks.
he stood up, after he had checked the laptop for damages, and turned around, when he saw.... the thing.
The thing appeared to either be a resident of an area of the south, where according to rumors several redneck farmers still insisted on marrying cousins, or the world ugliest french woman. It looked like a very comfy chair with some cushions and a bit of glack leather. He stared at it, and with kind of an horror saw, that the thing was not wearing any clothes, except a black and red armband. But the rather orange thing had enough hair, and a really big pair of lips, and four.....
He looked again, and yes, apparently this thing was sitting, while it used all for members for very rude gestures. He slid his laptop into his case, and calmly backed away from the thing. Something in his mind rattled. He remembered a biology lesson, which he had visited with eight, when the professor had been too scared that he might make errors and would be corrected by an eight-year old in front of all the guys and girls from the higher years, and had thus allowed him to play on his Laptop. The teacher had shown him an image that was like that....
"You are an orang utan, right?"
The creature eyed him, and slowly let his knuckles crack. The muscles of the thing flexed, and its ur puffed a little up....
Then he grinned, patted him on the head, and shook his head,before tipping against Brians chest.
"You mean, you are a human?"
Th creature showed an impressive set of fangs, and nodded.
"You sure look like an orang-utan, though"
the orang utang grinned, and reached into his armband, only to reveal a slightly tattered and shaken card, that had several stains of what looked like banana-smudge on it.
"Official Librarian card..... this individual is a librarian.... has to be respected inside the boundriarys of the library..... AAh, name: Ugh.... yea, could have thought of that ...."
He returned the card to the ape, and watched out for a nonthreatening positure.
"So, what can I call you? Mister Ape? Honest Ape? I am Brian, but apparently, that scary chick at the office with the white hair thinks I should be called Tech"
"UGH!"
The ape pointed to the card, and marked a single word with his...... big toe....
"Librarian? well, that is so totally uncool...."
The ape grinned, showed his amazing sharp and Pointy teeth, and tore a book as thick as the phonebook apart. Through the middle.
"OK, Librarian. So, Librarian, I wondered...."
He watched the Ape smile, and looked at his thick muscles. He looked at the books. He was not sure, but he thought that the crate weighed a ton....
"What do you do here? You a member of the Organisation?"
The ape shook his head, and pointed at the books. Brian pondered for a little, while the ape repeatedly said "UGH!", "EEK!", and sometimes slapped himself in the face.
Then, as the ape stopped, he raised his hands.
"OK, slow down, Mister Librarian. I understand that you are not a member of the organisation..."
He repeated the gesture the Ape had made, and saw the ape nodd. Actually, the gestures of the ape were quite offensive, but he had a certain way of telling things that simply had to be appreciated.
"And as far as I have understood, you are not very happy with how they treat you in the library"
He pointed at the books, and the ape grinned, nodded his head, and repeated the very offensive gesture with the hand.
"Ok, this may be a bit difficult, because I have never actually had to interpret signs.... You once were like me, but then a wizzard....."
He made the a gesture with an imaginary wand, but the ape just shook his head, and pointed to the books.
"OK, but then the books turned you into an Orang utan? Well, if there are wizzards in the library, why didn't you tell then to turn you ba...."
The ape grinned, and bit in a book, then shook his head, and pages flew right and left. Then, as he had calmed down, and Brian returned from the doorway, the ape just pointed at Brians chest, gave him a thumbs down, then pointed at his chest, and gave a quadrupple thumbs up. Brian nodded.
"Well, I can understand that much. Four hands are very good, when dealing with books. "
The ape grinned, took a book, and held it towards Brian. It was "The stand", from Stephen King. Brian grinned.
"Hey, no offense, but I am not much a fan of the dead three edition. I much rater like to read them on my Computer. "
He patted his laptop-case. The ape just looked stunned.
"You know what a computer is?"
The ape just shook his head, and looked at Brian. Now, it was Brians turn to smile. He sat down, patted the floor next to himself, and started the laptop. The Ape just sat down, released a quiet "ugh???", and motioned Brian to go on.
"Well, you see, the Computer is like a machine.... wait, let's try this other approach. You know how much a book weights? Well, if you have a computer, you can store the entire case of books you have with you..."
He pointed at the case, which stood relatively forgotten in the corner of the room, but the ape just pointed on the laptop.
"Yes, in the laptop. But you can..."
The ape raised a finger, said "!!!UGH!!!", grabbed a book, and gave it to Brian. Brian laughed, and shook his head. This was very difficult..... but it certainly was fun.
"No, not by putting it in there. You have a storage medium... we do not write on paper, we write on these...."
He held up a floppy disk., and the ape carefully took it, sniffed it, and licked it. Brian laughed, as the ape spit out on the floor.
"Yes, they taste crappy.... But If I had enough time, I would totally be able to put the writings of all these books into that computer..."
The Ape became very quiet, and Brian could see that he was very interested. He deccided to act quickly. He wanted to see how far he could go before the commander would be very pissed off.
"OOh, you know, they are very easy to carry, and you do not have to carry much, but you can carry ..... one million of these books in this computer.... yes, in this computer.... by the way, you ever wanted to own one of them? Because, I am in search for an assistant..... "
The ape put his large leathery hand over Brians mouth, who, still remembering what the librarian had done with the book, stopped to talk. The librarian pointed out three fingers.
"Ok, 3... three words. Well, I guess we play charade now. ok. "
He watched excitedly, as the ape rose his first finger, then pointed at himself, and grinned.
"OK, that is an easy one. I, like you pointed to your eye. "
The librarian nodded, then took his fingers and painted a heart in the air.
"Heart... No, thats love waitatick you love to?"
The ape just grinned, clapped his hands, and nodded.
"OK, this may surprise you, but to... what are you doing with the books?"
He watched in amazement, as the ape stood up, patted on his shoulder, walked over to the box, and grinned. The next few minutes were very educational, and a thousand words would not have expressed that much. The ape walked to him, and he had a thick book under his arm. A dictionary. He had to grin at the ape, as he recovered from his attack of rofl.
"WEll, that was certainly very cool. Especially the part where you tore the books up, stuffed them in the box, and relieved yourself on them. I guess the library-people will be not amused to find a box full of burning books covered in ape-feces in their place. But I guess if they want to complain, they can come to you personally. "
The ape nodded, and showed him two words in the dicctionary.
"Well, how you .... toe-ed through the book is impressive. Yes, racism and species. Well, I say, if you like computers as much as I do, and you do not want to hurt me, you cannot be that bad. Guess the folks at the library just treated you differentially, because they did not accept your choice of being an Orang-utan. Guess they were very mean to you... yes, one look in your eyes is enough..... Well, I guess since you are now a member of my team, I am going to explain a few rules for you. First, There is this woman.... well, you will know when you see her. She is the boss in here, pointy ears, white hair, and way too old. But definitively a Milf....."
The Orang-Utan just grinned, motioned and said : "UGH! Ug, ug, eek, eek eek eek eek! UGH!!!"
He had to smile.
"Well, yes she may be a woman, but I guess she has earned her place. So, first rule, no things that might piss her off, just when I say I will take blame. I work for her, you work for me. If you piss her off, she can fire me, and then I cannot teach you how to work with computers. This includes hitting, biting, or easily understandable offensive or harsh gestures. Well, if that is ok, and I see it by your smile, then rule number two, if we do computer-work, you do what I tell you, and you do so carefully. If you break computers, it is often impossible to repair them, and all the stored books go away. Yes, it is like lighting up a library..... I see that is also ok.... well, I cannot think of any more rules, because, quite simple, you once were a human, and I do think that you can act responsibly. now, any questions on your side?"
The ape just nodded, then indicated two. Then, he pointed to rasicm and species again.
"Well, no racism... well, I guess the correct word would be specicism. No specicism in any way. I will do the main work, you will do the work I order you to. I mean, I would totally do this stuff all alone, but you know, two eyes and stuff. But, I am not so good at lifting, so you would have to do the main part of the lifting... but much less then the books. OOh, and let me see.... I think as far as I work for them, I am my own company. meaning that i can make up my own rules. You too, of course. So, what do you think about the rule "If racist remarks are made, it is ok to hurt the individual a little bit, or insult them?""
The Librarian just grinned even wider. Then, he indicated two, and rubbed his thumb and index-finger against each other, while he looked at brian questioningly.
"OK, that one is easy... as for pay... well, I get no pay yet, but I can promise you free room and food, if you are willing to sleep in the same room as me, and if you are hungry, just say so. We will get you something to eat, I think. Of course, you will have to promise to use the bathroom at a regular interval, but I think we are down with that. "
He grinned.
"Now, two little things. I think, and please let me finish, that librarian is a title, and does not make a very good name. But, I think, how about we give you the codename "The Librarian"? I mean, I have to use a codename, and since you want to work for me, I think I am allowed to give you one. You may of course change it, but .... ok, The Librarian it is then. Now, as for the other things, excuse me if I say this, but you run around nude. This is not very gentle to the other humans. I know, your fur covers up pretty much everything, but someone might say something.... So, In the future, you can occasionally wear a T-shirt, if you want to, but for now, I would reccomend this. "
He reached into his pocket, and took out the sunglasses. They were light black ones, that looked like straight out of an action movie. He had bought two pairs, at the airport. He himself showed the librarian how it was done.
"Librarian, you look most excellent. I have to say, I think you will be accepted in no time as a part of the tech support... since, of course, you already are. "
He giggled.

As he walked with the Librarian down the hallways, he noticed many faces filled with questions, but as they saw the Librarian, they just chose to look away. Happily, he walked into the food-area.
The Lady at the door of the caffeteria thing just balantly stared at the Librarian. He was very offended by that, especially, as the Librarian seemed kind of ashamed in the new environment filled with people higher on the evolutionary ladder.
Brian walked to the lady, and poked her sharply in the stomach.
"Eyes down here, sugartits"
He overheared the ghasp, as the woman realized that a seemingly 12 year old had just called her so. The Librarian simply said "UGh!", and as allways, was more then right.
"Well, I am Tech, and this is Tech Support. My trainee back there just reminded me that you might have a problem with his race?"
The woman looked surprised....
"But, that is an..."
He grinned. Examples had to be made.
"OK, Gloria, username Wonderwoman..... you are about the only person in this room that frequently reads the "alt.groups.lesbians" newsgroup, and you have about 20 messages in the cache to said group, concerning various topics bad enough not to be discussed, but they all were never sent, because you have typed "To the women in charge of the newsgroup alt.groups.lesbians". Now, what you should have typed in the line is..."
"Ugh, " said the librarian, who seemed to enjoy the play quite a lot.
"Right, trainee", he said, without ever looking away from the women, "moderator@alt.groups.lesbians . Well, Trainee, a hundred points for you. Now, Miss "Wonderwoman", my trainee just proved that he has a higher understanding of computers then you. His technical competence is therefore above any questions..... If you have any complaints , we can both go to the commanders office, where my trainee would officially file a report about racism...."
"Bububut he is not a race, he is not even ... , " blubbered the woman out, while totally confused and visibly shaken.
"Well, it says nowhere that race is just defined at humans. Now, trainee, show the nice lady your hands to prove her that just humans can be of a race.... SEE? Since this are obviously black skinned fingers, you are now racist against people of colour. "
He slightly raised his voice
"NOW, if you insist on calling my trainee a being of nonhuman nature, or the A, N or M word, I will call the same card as you, and will degrade you to a mere RACIST and HATEMONGER, who has in my eyes no rights at all at the computer, and should be hanged from the next tree, wich is sadly forbidden. I wil personally search to destroy you, your family, your credit record and any piece of social security you may posess. But that will be nothing compared to what my trainee will do with you. As you insist on him being nonhuman, he can insist on you being a thread, because he is a mere a-word. Now, Trainee, show the nice lady your teeth, and what you do with a thread. "
He did not stop the stare, but he could hear how the Librarian ughed a few times, very agressively, then uttered a sharp series of eeks, while obviously jumping up and down, and then ended with one final eek, in which he jumped foreward, and rammed a metal cantina knife in the floor. It stook there, just the hilt looking out of the floor.
"Very impressive, Trainee! But destruction of company property is non tolerable. I will deduct the costs of fixing the floor from your salary.
Now, back to you, miss. The alternative to this would be that I and my trainee just forget the racist remarks you have just uttered, and apologise . I would normally just accept an informal apology, but since you have insulted my trainee, according to what his customs say, the apology has to be done in the form of gifts, namely,as far as I recall our pervious conversations about the proud history of his people, in two.."
"Ugh!", said the Librarian, and raised his hand.
"Five bananas. Of course, the choice which way you take is up to you, as I would never force you to do anything. "
He grinned at the Lady.

A few Minutes later, they sat outside, watching the nightly sky. The Librarian still wore his sunglasses, and occasionally, shook the hand of Brian, while uttering a thankfull "Ugh!UghUghEEk!".
"No problem, Librarian. I mean, you are no longer a mere ape. You are now an admin in training. You belong to the family of people that have been able to rise civilisation into the modern age, and that basically run the entire world. Take pride in yourself, dude! OOh, and I hope you were not offended by the trainee thing, but I just had to play my act to get you respect.... you watch my back, I watch yours... "
The Librarian bowed over.
"Bleargh!," said Brian, as the Librarian retreated grinningly, "Wipe your mouth first, Librarian! After all, I may be very tolerant, but I will not tolerate you kissing me. That is just totally gross!"
He stopped a bit, and then patted the Librarian on the back. In a manly way.
"But the symbolism is totally understood. Now, I do not know how you are, but I feel just about right to do some seriously excellent and most bodacious computer basic training.... You ok with that, Trainee?"
"UGH!!"
"Never know how much you could say just using one word. Now, lets see if we can find you coffee, ramen, and a computer that is willing to be worked. "

As they left, the librarian took the hand of Brian, and together, they walked down the hallway.....

(Just as a treat, because tech support alone is just plain boring. Now, if you have any complaints about my work, seriously file them to the Commander. I just enjoy it more that way, and I hope i have not hurt any feelings. OOh, and Parting-gift: Thanks, I enjoy having a fan. )

Anima fell to the ground, after feeling one of his ribs break from Hrisskar's punch. As soon as Anima hit the ground he bounced back up, landing on his feet, he then did a roundhouse to the side of Hrisskar's head, knocking him sideways and to the floor, and Anima, having rebounded off the wall, soccer kicked Hrisskar's side before he hit the ground.

Hrisskar then hit the ground a few feet away and then spun while on the ground, kicking Anima's shins, knocking him onto his knees. Then Hrisskar got to his feet and spun a kick towards Anima's head. But before it hit Anima grabbed his leg and stood up, making Hrisskar fall to the floor on his back, with Anima still holding his leg. Anima then started to spin around, letting go when he was going his fastest, sending Hrisskar flying towards a wall. "And I am only Private rank."

ooc: X.x Well I'm managing to read the posts, so if My treachers ever calim I have ADD I can slap 'em D<
xD Now I just gotta wait for my own Squad to get on So I can get to Urkal >.>

Link leaned down close to Ike's ear whispering, "She don't look that tough like that Ryanna lady..." Pulling out an automatic pistol and a battle dagger he smiled. "Err this enough? I have a muffler if I need it and I have plenty of ammo too." Thinking of a codename Link couldn't come up with a simple codename instead... "Larry, I think Larry is good enough no?"