"I wasn't with Byrne the night before he died, just that morning. I know he found something, I know the bare basics, but I don't know what about it was so groundbreaking that it made them finally decide to knock us off. If I can get that data, we might be able to nail the bastards to the wall anyway."
The first hints of real, strong emotion were starting to creep back into his voice after hours of running on steel-eyed noir deadpan. Maybe their bird was missing a leg or two, but it might still be able to take one last flight.
Badd got to his feet and felt around for his own tablet, having trouble navigating the helmet's HUD with the map in front of it. Nail them up over the entire damn city and let everyone else watch while they writhed...
"Hey, you. Helmet. Novoc Vevut, profile." The helmet obligingly came up with the helmet's data on Novoc. Badd took a moment to look it over for warning flags, just in case there was something that Byrne had wanted to keep from him, but that the man looked clean. "Give my level of access to Novoc Vevut for the next twelve hours. Okay? That'll be the next user after me."
ACCESS GRANTED TO NOVOC VEVUT.
Badd tugged the helmet up and over his head. He finally pushed it up and Novoc could see there was an actual smile on his face, narrow and sharp. "Here."
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Date: 2016-08-28 12:41 pm (UTC)The first hints of real, strong emotion were starting to creep back into his voice after hours of running on steel-eyed noir deadpan. Maybe their bird was missing a leg or two, but it might still be able to take one last flight.
Badd got to his feet and felt around for his own tablet, having trouble navigating the helmet's HUD with the map in front of it. Nail them up over the entire damn city and let everyone else watch while they writhed...
"Hey, you. Helmet. Novoc Vevut, profile." The helmet obligingly came up with the helmet's data on Novoc. Badd took a moment to look it over for warning flags, just in case there was something that Byrne had wanted to keep from him, but that the man looked clean. "Give my level of access to Novoc Vevut for the next twelve hours. Okay? That'll be the next user after me."
ACCESS GRANTED TO NOVOC VEVUT.
Badd tugged the helmet up and over his head. He finally pushed it up and Novoc could see there was an actual smile on his face, narrow and sharp. "Here."