[CLOSED] initiating handshake

[r3f4c70r3d]

Who: Angel, Fenris, Giovanni
Where: Westerly
When: Week 3 Day 1
Summary: new hardware who dis
Restrictions/Warnings: none

[With all the chaos brought on by the recent scandal, it wasn't hard to predict that their would be higher levels of activity amongst the Companies employees. Now would be a time to find out where loyalties lay, either with the Company and by proxy, Jack, or a chance for those who have been waiting for the right smokescreen to go rogue.

In light of these possibilities, Jack has given her names to look into, Fenris and Giovanni being two of them.

The method of contact she has been using for Rhys has worked out in her favor so far, so she uses a similar tactic for them. A new program on their work computer desktop or comm device, not there the night before but looking into its history will reveal that it was installed alongside the most recent update.

Much like Rhys they have consoles issued by the company, hardware and software alike familiar to her like an old friend. However, unlike Rhys (thankfully) their consoles haven't been tampered with, at least not to the extent that Rhys has meddled. With most of their sub settings still at their default, its easy for Angel to slip in without raising alarm, infiltrating their subsystems and gathering info, but you can only gain so much from data, sometimes its better to make a direct connection.

So they have the option now, open the program, or leave it?]

Comments

[ofobedience]

[There's the vague susurration of his clothes against the floor as his shoulders rise and fall in a shrug.]

It's hard to say, yet. I've only recently been assigned to her, after all. But I suspect she's the sort to put me to use under the kinds of circumstances I was designed for. Hunting down and dispatching Company enemies and traitors. Interrogations, bodyguard duties on dangerous missions. That kind of thing.

[There's a pause, and then.]

I suspect she'll do some further outsourcing, namely because she dislikes me.

[r3f4c70r3d]

Noted.


Speaking of likes and dislikes, why don't you tell me a bit about yourself? This will help me build a customized profile for your personal well being.

[ofobedience]

A bit about myself?

[It seems an odd question, not one he's accustomed to being asked, and as such he barks out a laugh.]

I suspect you weren't designed specifically for the Cerberus Unit, were you. More a Company-wide program, perhaps? I'm just a tool, you see. An expensive weapon. My own likes and dislikes are irrelevant.

[r3f4c70r3d]

[The way he says it so bluntly stirs a deep sadness withing Angel that she learned to squash down and ignore a long time ago. It's less sympathy for him, but the similar way she feels. It's not a welcomed reminder.]

I see...noted.

[Her next response comes a little late, as she tries to shake this feeling off.]

Yes, I was designed to be versatile.

[ofobedience]

[Which is odd, perhaps, that little delay, something not quite right-- but Giovanni merely chalks it up to her being a program, to perhaps trying to recalibrate tot he information he's provided her with, make adjustments for dealing with something like him.

That she's bearing the weight of her own feelings remains, of course, undetected.]

You and me, both. Hahah.