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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 4:49 pm
A cracker? Ben was too good at covering up his tracks for just any cracker to discover his secrets, she would have to be one of the best in the galaxy. What was she doing looking in the governments weapon programs? And how was she even able to identify me. Ben looked a little different than his government ID picture showed. He was getting too weak to think about things; he just wanted to lay down.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 5:27 pm
She noticed his weakness and led him to a small tavern. she threw a few gold coins down and pushed him onto one of the beds. "now talk," she commanded, sitting down on a chair and crossing her arms. for a 18 year old kid, she looked too serious for her age.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 5:36 pm
"What? no foreplay?" He joked. "And what is it you want me to talk about? not the weather I'm guess." Ben felt a lot better now that his body could rest.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 5:41 pm
she scowled at him. "don't mess with me, Ben Toro; age 45, height 6' 3'' and a half. eye color blue. bleached hair. blood type O (is that okay?)." she was in no mood to play around. she watched him with shallow eyes. "as everybody knows, the mawprove a threat to oru existance. while in government folders i observed the contant of a new weapon and was able to copy and reroute such data. i have placed a torjan in their frames, and have been reading their data. but, what they fail to state, is what the weapon was actually made to do. it's not actually made to kill the maw...is it?" the question was not much of a question, it was more of a demand
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 5:48 pm
Ben smiled. She was a smart young lady, and kinda cute when she pouts. Well, at lest i was able to hide my real name from her. He thought. “You didn’t have to drug me. I would have gladly followed you. What did you drug me with? What if I was allergic to it? Kids today never think about the consequences. That was rude, your suppose to ask first then you drug! It’s just common courtesy. You didn’t even flirt a little, I think I deserver some flirting. I didn’t even get a ‘hello‘.” Ben was used to a more... harsh interrogation.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 5:53 pm
"i already looked into your files. you;re not allergic. and i think i will keep it to myself," she then held up a vial. "and even if you were allergic i have the antidote. i don;t have time to ask nicely. i can;t afford to mess up anywhere or i'll find myself dangling down from a wall by my ankles waiting to be skinned alive like the last person who failed." she clipped the words without emotion. her right hand instinctively went to her torso as she talked. her left gripped the arm of the chair. "and what was the weapon made for? who is the government realy after?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 6:05 pm
"...Calling it a 'Weapon' would be using the term kinda loosely." Ben couldn't help it; she looked so cute acting all pissed off. " It wasn't the standard 'bang bang' or 'boom'. It was more sophisticated, more silent, more... deadly." Ben began to feel uncomfortable with talking about it."whys a pretty lady like yourself interested in something like this anyways?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 6:10 pm
"you're not the one asking questions, now are you?" her words were void of emotion. "did you leave because it didn;t have tp do with the maw? in the report they called you "an addle brained, maw-obsessed lunatic". i assume you left because you were more interested in the maw. the question now would be..." she rubbed her torso absentmindedly with her right hand. "why do they want you dead? is the weapon so powerful that it's top secret. or because it's a last resort. or perhaps it's not meant to hurt the maw. maybe it's meant to wipe us out?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 6:23 pm
" I see you're very good at finding information, but what good is is if you don't now what the information means?" Ben has been trying to read her the entire time, and she was giving him hardly anything. "an 'addle brained, maw-obsessed lunatic'? That not very nice. and who said I left? They kicked me out, they kicked every one out. They just wanted people to think we left voluntarily, I was the first to leave yes, but not before I did my own cracking. I bet on the government file they said the program is shutdown? Not likely, we were too close to perfecting it. And some of the scientist that went missing, did you noticed who they were? Head programmers, all of them. Like I said, you may be a good cracker, but you’re a lousy detective.”
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 6:30 pm
"perfecting it...hmmmm...." she staredat the ground, thinking. "i'm not paid to think, i'm paid to get information. failure to do so is punishable by torture. not somethign i'm willign to face." she looked at him with hard eyes. "it's all fitting into place now." she stood. "it all makes sense..."
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 6:39 pm
Been smiled as he looked at her; he was beginning to see crack in the armor. "You know, you’re the only person able to get this close to my secrets.” even though she still doesn’t know them fully. After all, she still thinks he’s Ben Toro, all the other stuff she said was true, his height, his obsession, even his blood type, but she only knew that from his files. Files that were wrong about two things, his name, and what his job really was there. “ I know you’re just a puppet and someone is pulling on the strings, but what would you say if I tell you that I can ‘cut’ those strings. How would you like a ‘new life‘?”
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 6:45 pm
"i chose to do what i did. yes, failure is punishable by torture," she rubbed her stomach as she stood, looking at him. "but no one is pulling my strings. I have no idea where you got that absurd thought. That posion must be messing with your mind. i don;t care about YOUR secrets. you're only the third stepping stone to me. i'm not interested in you, only the weapon."
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 6:55 pm
Well then ‘ I’m afraid I can’t help you anymore.” he lied. “Like it says on my file, I’m just low level, pencil pushing scientist. Oh, and don’t give me that crap about no strings, one day you’re gonna realize that the sacrifices that you make in your job aren’t worth the pain they bring.” he said as he stood up, the drug was still in full effect, but you couldn’t tell by the way he got up. “ If you excuse me, I have some files that need cleaning. If you ever wanna do this again; here’s my info, not that you can’t get it yourself.” he said with a smile as he handed her the card.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 7:00 pm
her dark eyes regaurded him as she stepped in his way, pushing the card in her pocket. "who said you were allowed to leave?" she smiled with false sincerity, her hand moving away from her stomach. "i have the government's number, and if i call, they'll come. then they will have you. if you're of no further use i should just let them take you." she smiled sweetly.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2007 7:10 pm
Ben laughed. “ You miss a lot of thing darling, did you not noticed, my files say that I’m already dead.” which was true, the government killed Ben Toro long ago. “And even if they do believe you, and come to ‘get’ me, I would already be long gone before they arrive. Has would you be.” Ben’s smile was replaced by a cold stare, he was no longer the silly pervert, but a father who do anything to protect his daughters. “Are you done yet?”
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