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Bleary eyed, tired and almost sleep walking, Wique stretched his mouth in a wide yawn. he hadn't gotten any sleep at all the previous night while working on one project and then another and another. Sadly, a few days ago a few files of his had gotten corrupted and he was in need of assistance. Figuring that he didn't want to spend the next few weeks with no sleep redoing the entire thing, as he had surely spent a near 60 hours working on a single file, there was no doubt about it that he needed a little technical support. In fact, he wasn't even quite sure as to what this place he found himself standing in front of had to offer and how reliable it would be. It was certainly a risk.

Pausing in front of the door, blinking while looking up at the sign, he lifted a hand and massaged his forehead. It was difficult for him to admit that he had screwed up and this was his last resort. But managing to muster up enough resolution, he shyly pushed open the door and peered in. He knocked out of courtesy and then stepped inside, still very droopy eyed and seemingly about to collapse.

Wique, unsure of exactly what to do here, took a few steps toward the front desk as though waiting for something to happen. Gazing around, perplexed by his surroundings, it still hadn't hit him where he was exactly.

Lifting a hand limply, he gestured a weak wave of it as a greeting. Not paying particular attention to the man at first, he moved slightly more forward before gradually halting and opening his mouth to speak as the man asked him the generic question one would be asked upon entering any type of store.

"I.. Uh." Wique paused in order to clear his cracking voice. "Need a little help.... You see... Some of my work files have been corrupted... And I was wondering..." Trailing off here, he assumed that the man would know exactly what he was wondering; could he help him? He yawned again, the dark circles around his eyes blatantly suggesting the poor condition he was currently in. He shook his head a bit, hoping that it would suffice to keep him awake a little longer though he seemed to be tilting to one side a wee bit too much.

Wique straightened up at the inquiry. "Ah, no. I'm alright." He said with a small bit of defiance left in him, fighting against the urge to curl up and fall asleep right there on their floors. Who knows when he'd wake up if he were to konk out in a chair, though he was very unaware of the strange situation he was putting the other man in.


"Uh... Yeah. I've tried several different things.. But it doesn't seem to be helping at all. It could just be the program I'm using, but that doesn't seem likely at this point..." He yawned again, very animatedly. Shifting his shoulders a bit, he tried to take a clearer look at the man that was hopefully going to help him, his left hand twitching in the process. Perhaps it was a waste of his time coming here... Maybe he should just try to redo all that work....? Thinking that over again, it wasn't a pleasant idea for him. But even so, he wasn't even quite sure any more as to what he was doing at this place. It was most probably his sleepiness and confusion that had brought around these turn of events.

"Oh, I see. I see...." Said Wique rather vaguely, nodding. He continued to nod for a short while afterward until he finally snapped out of it. He stopped, looked at the man and then as if for the first time really knowing where he was, a jolt went down his spine, every fingertip and every toe.

"Oh! Well yes, of course. I have my computer with me..." And as he said this, he pulled his messenger bag from behind and lifted out a rather nicely sized convenient laptop. "It's a rather new computer, so I was confused when I was beginning to lose data and things stopped working. I was really quite confused. And now I remember where I read about this place something about hackers... Hackers... Yeah... Yeah. Anyway, here you go." He rambled on with renewed energy now, and quite awake as he stuffed his laptop into the man's arms. "Sorry for all the trouble, I tend to uh... Forget things after no sleep for a few days. Haha... Ha..." Laughing nervously and blushing a bit, it was obvious that he was embarrassed for his odd behavior. But it seemed that he would be stable for now as he bowed his head several times as an apology.

Wique scratched his head. "Missing data... Missing data.... Ah! Yeah! My images keep disappearing!" He said as though epiphany had struck him. Such an oblivious man, he must come off as such a fool and it didn't seem to matter whether he was aware of it or not.

He scratched his head momentarily and frowned, he sighed but said nothing. His eyes seemed to be gazing off far some place in memory or thought, or perhaps just all together blank. And then in a twitch of a hand he seemed to return though it was never clear for how long he would remain in tact.
"So what are these hacker things exactly? I skimmed some thing about it briefly, but... All that is really fuzzy right now." He asked, and for the first time there was a curious tone in his voice.

Pausing before stepping over to where the man was seated, Wique moved the cursor clicking on folder after folder of his work and various other things. Surprisingly, all of his data was neatly named and organized which would almost completely contradict his appearance and living style. "Eh... Here, here and here." He said slowly, pointing at each of the open folders.

He scratched his chin, looking at the screen as the man explained to him about Hackers. "Oh okay." Responding in a rather bland way. And then it seemed he felt inclined to ask another question. "So.. If I have one of these hacker things on my computer.... Will I be able to retrieve my lost data?" His tone of voice remained indifferent and solid.

The little child hacker on the screen seemed rather cheerful at being found out. It rolled across the screen bouncing against the folders. Wique watched it in amazement.
"Uh... So will I be getting my stuff back...?" He asked awkwardly to the bobbing creature on the screen. A small bubble popped up: it wrote. Wique's eye twitched a little, irritably. Though his eye continued to twitch, he seemed to be rather calm about the entire situation. He began to nod slowly, surprisingly, and then scratched his forehead. What was he to do?
"Why's that?" He inquired.
The little hacker said, rubbing its digital tummy. And again, Wique still rather baffled in this fact merely nodded his head.
"Okay." He said, eye twitching away unpleasantly.