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« Jun 27, 2009 8:48:27 GMT -6 » 		Quote
Jeanette was a busy woman

She had spent every single day upon arrivival to the university scouting... finding potentail or simply seeking gaps in the otherwise impressive defense in the three schools, she had frowned upon being faced with knox... whom she named Fort knox in her own mind, pondering if they had actually just stolen the building and turned it into a militarry academy. The other two were substantially less defended, but she had noticed survelliance almost everywhere in the facilities. Jeanette felt uncomfortable in this academy, it seemed to her it was more then just a simple educational facility, even despite the fact they worked on the thoughest cases of pupils... it seemed too much, far too heavy security then what would be needed.

At least that was her opinion... now, Jeanette had located herself in the rays of the setting sun on a comfortable bench.... her laptop was located in... well, her lap and her fingers worked tirelessly, she typed in all she had discovered and deemed worthwhile. setting it all in order and arranging it. She had noted down a list of potential recruits... which was short at the moment considering she hadn't been here for long... and a much longer list discerning every detail she had on the security on all the campuses and in the facilities

The last rays of the sun felt good on her face, she had dressed lightly.... wearing only a cream colour long dress, slitted up to midthigh on the right side and her hair had been for once tied back in a resemblance of a half ponytail, keeping all but a few loose bangs out of her face

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« Jun 27, 2009 17:37:04 GMT -6 » 		Quote
Bishop stepped out of his shower, quickly drying himself with a towel that hung within arm's reach before tying it around his waist. One of the problems Bishop dealt with that came along with insomnia was the apparition of neurotic behavior. One certain manifestation of his neurosis was his sudden obsession with personal hygiene. For months now he'd take two showers a day when the opportunity presented. It took a toll on his water bill, but the young man did not mind. Once he was relatively dry, Mir stepped in the living room and made his way to a desk on which his laptop rested. His lips curled up into a smirk.

"Let's see what the world has to offer."

With those words, he seated himself. With a single gesture, he cracked all of his fingers before releasing them on the keyboard, unleashing a flurry of keystrokes as he logged into a half a dozen social networking applications. Scrolling through the multiple lists of online contacts, the young man hummed a dull tune, only to bring it to a halt as his eyes fell on a particular name. A grin replaced the smirk as Mir entered the command to start a video conversation with that particular contact. Equipping his headset with integrated microphone, the man welcomed his disciple to Chula Vista with a warm smile and a caring voice.

"Nice to see you in sunny California. How are you doing, beautiful?"

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« Jun 27, 2009 17:58:03 GMT -6 » 		Quote
Jeanette smiled broadly as an invitation to an audio/video chat popped up on her screen.... after noticing the screen name she spared no time in accepting and quickly adjusting the camera on her laptop to a more favourable position.... her smile grew wider as she heard that wonderful voice welcome her and she turned down the volume a little, as to not spread the message she was talking with someone... she leaned forwards, showing just an extra hint of cleavage. That was just as much a reflex as it was an attempt to give Bishop something extra nice to look at, her grey eyes absorbing every inch she could of the man... oh how she loved that white hair of his, such a wonderful irony to his dark skin and darker name

"Well, i could be better, i lack a certain someone to amuse me.... and people around here are none to friendly"

she leaned in close and whispered loudly, of course no one could hear her as far as she knew, but it did make the joke a bit more entertaining in her own opinion

"and i think at least half of the guys are gay... they don't find me very intresting"

she gave a mockery of a pout before she giggled softly.... her hands working the mouse and keyboard, wrapping up the last details of the report and then sending it to the white haired mischivious part time terrorist on the other end of the line

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« Jun 28, 2009 18:55:10 GMT -6 » 		Quote
Mir closed his eyes as Jeanette's pleasant voice caressed his ears. The young woman wasted no time provoking his most carnal desires, making him flash a hungry grin for an instant before calming himself down. That effort was nearly sabotaged when he opened his eyes, only to be bombarded by the belle's maneuver to emphasize on her already visible cleavage. Mir's visage remained stoic, except for the quick passing of his tongue against the tip of his upper teeth. The Iranian was greatly amused by his protege's unforgiving comment about the Collective's male student body. Shaking his head, he offered a little sugar coated correction in response.

"Don't mistake inaction for disinterest. Some men are simply intimidated by your enviable looks."

It's hard for them to keep their cool when you're staring at them with that piercing gaze of yours. Bishop thought to himself. Jeanette's eyes were visible different than his own, but they had an unnerving effect of their own, one that even Mir couldn't withstand without effort. As much as he admired his pupil, the Black Bishop couldn't help but be amazed, if not intimidated, by her set of skills. His thoughts were confirmed as he accepted the file Jeanette sent him. A quick look at its contents brought a satisfied smile to the young man's face. The data was good, though he would need to go over them with Jeanette at some other time in her presence. For now, some encouragement and some probing would suffice for his disciple. Looking straight at the camera with an expecting gaze, Bishop spoke.

"You never fail to prove your worth, Jeanette. Have you had any trouble integrating until now? Also, have any individuals in particular sparked your own interest?"

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« Jun 30, 2009 3:25:41 GMT -6 » 		Quote
Jeannette smilled and giggled,she loved provoking Bishop.... tempt him and try to reel him in, so far had she been unsuccesfull with the last part, but at least she knew that he reacted properly to it.... she didn't just ignore it all the way as so many of her other 'victims' did here on the chula vista area. Her smile did in no way falter as the slightly older iranian adviced her, she listened, absorbed it and started debating it in the back of her mind immediatly. Nodding softly in response for it, she kept quiet and allowed him to continue, watching the file transfer completing, she was very curious to see how he would evalute her work, and just kept quiet..... her head turning about, to ensure that no one would sneak up on her while her attention... and affections were directed upon Bishop. He spoke and she listened.... giving it a quick second that seemed like ages in her own head to evalute a proper response, finding those few people she met and judging them

"not a single problem... this place is full of misfits, so it wasn't any problem befriending a couple of people.... and as for noteworthy individuals i found a few

a guy named Colin grant.... very agressive..... extremly in fact, touch him on the back and his first response would to be turn around and smack your lights out... he has a soft spot for a Luli Johnson though.... as for Luli herself she wouldn't be much use in a fight or a riot.... but she got temper and she got looks.... the right kind of manipulation and she just might tip in our favour, and drag a couple of sex crazed idiots with her.
I found a guy named Roth O'Roak too... he isn't very bright, but he's built big and tough and is a real gentlemen, i think he's one of those 'good' guys.... but with mine and your's talent, darling... i think we can turn him in the right direction... if you know what i mean"

She winked teasingly at her computer screen, before erupting in another little giggle.... satisfied with her own report.... then something struck her and she hurried to add something

"I made contact with a group called Wonderland, it's a hacking group where the indviduals are unaware of each other's identity, under the guise of the Duchess.... Alice is the 'leader' and she resides here in the collective... i'm aware who it is, i haven't researched her yet so i won't speak out of turn, next time... i'll be sure to tell you. Sweetie"

That was it, this time she was done.... she felt relieved to get rid of all that data, she would type it down later and make more space in her head instead

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« Jun 30, 2009 15:58:15 GMT -6 » 		Quote
Datagasm. That's what Bishop's mind was going through at that moment as Jeanette enriched his understanding of the Chula Vista's student body by giving accurate descriptions of a few notable elements that she had met on the school grounds. With unearthly ease, Bishop retranscribed what was being said on a separate file, unconsciously classifying each individual student's file in its appropriate file. The Iranian was in a trance that was only interrupted by his aide's playful wink and sweet giggle. Shaking his head for an instant, the Iranian refocused his attention on Jeanette, and appropriately so, as she began to tell him about a local hacker circle called Wonderland that she had managed to integrate

Mir grinned. This was the cherry on top of the icing. This girl had hit the jackpot. The young Iranian was already exhausting himself with his on-site investigations to get a better understanding of the Collective's digital infrastructure. Then the leader's name, 'Alice', triggered an element in his memory.

"Alice, of course!" Enthusiastic satisfaction appeared on the man's face as he eagerly explained himself in detail. "Jeanette, Alice is going to be critical to the success of the mission. A week before you arrived, on a chat room used my the Collective's students, a user going by the name of 'Alice' posted a video of staff brutality during some sort of gathering organized for the public punishment of a few students who didn't follow the uniform code. This one won't need any pushing, she's exactly what we're looking for." Bishop emitted a satisfied chuckle. "Give her my online contact information. Tell her that I'm a friend of yours with computer skills of my own. I'm eager to meet her digital persona."

Bishop then nodded, a grateful look in his eyes. "One more thing," the young man brought his hands together, "I must thank you once more for a job done with a beauty matched only by your own."

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