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Brian raised himself.
"Ok, right. I mean, I am totally cool with that. That guy should order us around and stuff. Come on, librarian, let's get towards our demented captain as fast as possible. "
He grinned at the librarian, and held out a hand, only to be made very clear what the Librarian thought of such degree of orderlieness.
"Ugh, Ugh eek PRFFFFFFFFFFLP!"
"Come on, this was totally wicked yet unneccesary. But I think I understand. You want to play with that lizzard guy, too?"
He stretched himself, and grinned.
"Well, tell him that we really do mean him well, and that at least I do not dare to take off the chains, in fear of our evil headwoman, who will remove certain parts of my anatomy if I do. Cya!"
Brian walked outside, and slowly went towards his room in the cellar, where he found a magic markr and a T-shirt. ....

Brian entered the office, and grinned. "Blessed be this Office", he joked, and then stood in a corner.
"tech, minus support, ready for action. Sorry for the delay, but apparently some brilliant genius tried to hook up a computer microfone to my perfectly configured announcement system, and shortened several of the optical cables in the process. The Librarian, aka Support, is still busy taking fingerprints, and as far as I have understood, he will violate the rectum of said offender with a screwdriver. Repeatedly. "
He shook his head, sighed sadly, and continued.
"I mean, how morally degenerate must the world have gotten in which every guy can just crash his machines and apply some croco-wenches to some nearly ancient wire without fearing the reprisal. "
He grinningly saluted.
"Anyway, since he officially is my trainee, I take full responsibility for his actions. Anyway, since you wanted to know something about me, I am Brian, age 13, officially responsible for the tech-network. I am a tech-speciallist, and best suited for describing my abbilities would be the term Geek On Duty, or a teenage mac guyver. Currently, I have only been allowed one human subject to experiment, but whatever, I am sure under your Leadership, this will quickly change. I am already good enough to memorize the TCP/IP table in under 20 seconds, and type 400 words per minute, if you allow me to type in C ++"
He saluted, and looked at the new captain. His 1,52 cm body was not very impressive, neither was the fact that his shirt had seen better days. On his Belt, various devices of technical nature hung around, including two things which looked like car-batteries. He grinned, and focussed on the captain.
"By the way, I made you this T-shirt. It is just for you. "
With these words, he folded it open, and grinned.
The T-shirt was white, and on it, he had written with the sharpie :
"I will RTFM, I will RTFM"
He grinned, and handed it to the Captain.

The Librarian unclenched his body, as the last one of these filthy thiefes had gone, and nibbled a nacho to calm himself down. he sat in a corner, and watched the creature, gently placing nacho after nacho before it, while waiting for some sign of intelligence.

((Gah, I am sorry guys. I got grounded... XD... My bad!))
{Ummm... Are we still at where we were?}

"So you know Tech, the nickname fairy boy won't work anymore, when Hex did whatever he sealed away most of my abilities, that or someone activated something they shouldn't have in the remains of the old G-corp Lab. Now all I got are my water, ice, air, steel, and healing skills. I can't use any of the others or tap into my demonic or angelic sides. Konna still has all her abilities. So Captain Steven, I'll go first I guess. As said I have somewhat control over the elements I stated before, and I have skills with healing magic. Konna is a kitsune, she is a human that has a fox demon sealed within her although I extracted it from her a long time ago, but she still has the abilities left over from that. She can change from human to fox form with in 5 seconds and can become a young fox so as to fit into small places. To sum up my past, I'm one of the many experiments done by G-corp, I escaped at a young age and found Konna while traveling. She was shunned where she was living and hated by the other kids so I asked her if she wanted to come with me. After a little while I extracted the fox demon from within her but left its abilities active so she could still use them. In the project I was in at G-corp, Hex was the other head experiment in it, something went wrong with him, he took on my form only he is pure evil, a true demon, but now he has been captured and will suffer whatever Tech wants to do to him till he is dead." Matt steps back and takes a seat, Konna climbing up and sitting on his lap.

((Sorry about not making a post for a while been sick and when to the doctor and got some shots so I have been none to happy the weekend and will be working on a post here soon. If it will help Balta can move my character as need.))

"Captain, are you insane? You won't let me teleport. But you'll build this. What the hell?"
He grinned. "Oh well."
He smiled.
"Nice job, Capitan."

Brian eagerly took out his laptop, and hacked on. The world went grey, as it usually did, only one sentence remained in his head.
"I reserve the right to screw with your PA system..."
Yes, he thought, what a nice way to raise the roof. Let's see what kind of dirty secrets he could manage. He has had he feeling that after banning the Hex-guy to a life of Pain, he had been too loose.
Oh, yes, his microfone had captured the sentence on the harddisk. Very well, he deccided, and added it to a big and very explicit email, which stated the morale and the sensitivity about the usage of ressources, added the video footage of the incedent, and sent it to the commander. He would have wanted it to be a bit more dirty, but he had severe doubts that it would have the neccesary style.
Then, he grinned, and flipped on one of the antennas on the side of his laptop. Over the antenna, he ordered a batch of Nanites from the training room to his personal command. clugging the powerlines tightly, they moved inside the walls, and quickly had chipped a big piece of the optical fibre out of the place where the captain had fiddled, which as a result left half of the internet traffic which went over cables down. He then logged in as one of the sanitation engineers, filled out a cost estimate of how much it would cost to repair the cut optical line, and a reccomendation of deducting the ammount from the account of the one responsible, and sent it towards his own adress. He logged out, logged in as himself, and put out a memo that thanks to an unknown perpetrator, whose Identity had yet to be discovered, all internet access for private reasons had to be forbidden. Logging out, he grinned a bit, and immediatelly felt better. The guy could have the right to access the PA-system, but he now had marked where the real pain began. Mess with the best, die like the rest.
"Man, this really makes me hack a Gibson. So, captain, as I ALREADY SAID; I am not a violent man, but I can pretty much do anything with a bunch of computers. And i mean, anything. Plus, I am skilled as a social engineer,highly resistant to various toxins like coffeine and nicotine, currently hold two diplomas in computer science and business, have a nearly photographic memory, enough calculating power in the basement of this organisation to put six to seven crays to shame, knowledge based on the anarchists cookbook and various other manifestos of the DIY-movement from the 60's, a master in engineering and a bachelor in chemistry and a military background.
So, in real combat, I am not so much of a tank, more a snipe, relying on stealth and finesse then on muscles and firepower. Favorite weapon is curently my laptop for close encounters in the physical world, my batbelt if I have to improvise some technical stuff, and for the extendet range my newest playtoy, whatever that may be according to rules and regulations present.
I am used to work as a team with Support, allso known as the Librarian, who favours to be a tank, close combat specialist, and firepower giver. His speciallitys include climbing, eating, and unscrewing heads. Currently, he is in training as a computer science engineer, and as you have noticed so gracefully, He may be an Orang Utan, but he can play the race-card fourhanded, while he uses his mouth to cut small iron parts. His only negative side is the kind of addiction to adult stuff, and a minor language barrier. "
He grinned, and pressed two keys. Scribbling on a piece of paper, he handed it to the captain.
"As of today, as the Geek on Duty, I assign you the following password to our system. Log in, and change it for security reasons. If you have no own system, you will be given one of the spare ones from your precessor. If you have one, hook it up, and we will see. If you screw with the network, I will give you the Hex-treatment, which is not funny at least, only since you are no regenerative freak will be a lot shorter. OOh, and I will leave you tied up and gagged in a room with a drunk librarian. In an "adult" mood. "
He added the quotation marks.
"In your inbox, you will find a video file remix of the last battle experience we have had, a fight against some air pirates. Present on the video are The Librarian, one of the Girls, but I am not sure which one, but back then she was named Azora , Former captain Eva, and myself. Anything more you want to know?"

Smiling happily, he stopped his recording. Yes, he had put anything in there which was to know. He had warned him. He grinned some more, and looked at his new captain. It would be a soothing experience for his hot temper.

Having seen people coming and going all the time watching the nachos the lizard now made a move as the people had gone leaving him with the large orange creature. Moving as best it could the lizard would take one of the chips it had been given and eat it and end up with bits of cheese and chip between and on its muzzle and teeth. But the lizard would not be too bothered by this as it worked to collect another of the chips. Even at one point speaking in a hissing like voice. “Food” which it toke and for the most part enjoyed. After that it didn’t say anything as it just seemed to wait for another chip to be given staring at the large orange creature which held the bag.

ooc::: Shizz D: Im thinkin of just abandoning my mission cause my entire Squadron has gone MIA on me again