<b>Darion</b><br/><br/>Darion's look over of the lower level was cold, no heat sources strong enough or near enough to present a notable signature. Not even residual heat. The dead body had nothing on, just rags. She'd been stabbed several time in the abdomen. She had probably died a week ago. Maybe more.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><b>Valerie / Darion</b><br/><br/>"Alright... alright, good." Kal nodded. "You're wireless, right? I'm linking up. Hopefully there's no one up there paying attention."<br/><br/>He pulled the thin DDB Uplink from his pocket, drew a wire from it tipped with a jack which he plugged into the port behind his ear. He hit a switch on the side of the unit and took a long breath as information began scrolling on the upper right of his vision. Protocols, sign ins. He connected to the device, his brain jacking into the data broadcasting. His host ID was masked, as was every wireless device in the Dreg, not that it mattered a whole hell of a lot.<br/><br/>"Link up with me..." He paused, his eyes glazing over as he 'listened' to the data. "That you? Gotcha. Alright, Wombat, you got an uplink? Get in on this channel."<br/><br/>"Alright," Kal whispered, his voice projecting through the net like a microphone had been plugged into his brain. The voice over the connection was dropped neatly into the aural processors, interpreted like any other sound. The brain just interpreted it without a point in space to try and locate. The voice was never quite the same as the real thing. It sounded like what the speaker thought they sounded like, a voice that they had grown up with, completely familiar. It always lacked the edge, the notable baritones and peaks of the real thing.<br/><br/>Being linked up meant they could send images, video if they had the ocular hardware for it.<br/><br/>"Let us know what you find." He told Valerie. "Alright Wombat, let's roll."<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><b>Valerie</b><br/><br/>The buildings network infrastructure was archaic, and more than a few nodes simply returned void and null values. There was plenty of the building was was simply out of service, dead from a decade or two of neglect. As Valerie probed into the systems, she came across the buildings security protocols and programs - or what was left of them. The automated systems were toast. Whatever server they'd been using was completely gone. Stamped on them was the LiveFeed Transnational logo. And an old version at that.<br/><br/>Stripping down the automation, pulling the lines of code referring to the servos and actuators laid out a road map of sorts to the building's functioning mechanical features. Cross referencing the information with the electrical feeds gave her a solid idea of where functioning mechanical systems were located, doors, cameras, elevators.<br/><br/>Accessing them was something else entirely. Like everything LiveFeed Transnational did, the individual units were still governed by hardware side security measures. Redundancies in case the governing security system went own. Even knowing where functioning elements were, Valerie would have to crack each one individually, unless she could find a way to re-link the entire system to a new mainframe that she could control. That would take a while, though. She'd need to reverse engineer the protocols from what was left, then set up a new host.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><b>Darion / Valerie</b><br/><br/>Kal and Darion proceeded back around to the front of the building. The hooker across the street was gone. Kal approached the front door, gently trying to open it. There was a tiny amount of give, then a whole lot of nothing. Some give meant the door's locks weren't engaged, but the stop meant that something else was keeping it in place.<br/><br/>"Its barred." He whispered.<br/><br/>He took a few steps back, looking around the exterior. The windows were all barred, naturally. At least on the first floor. Given the pagoda style, he couldn't see the windows on any upper floor without stepping out into the street.<br/><br/>"Alright, Wheels. Front door is a no go... got another way in?"<br/><br/>Valerie's information was still limited as she built out an understanding of the structure. The electrical feeds and mechanical commands suggested that there was a utility access underground, but the access way was still active and would need to be unlocked before it could be used. On every floor after the first was a small access hatch out onto the roof. The second floor was returning an error, but the third fourth and fifth floors were good. Getting up to them would be an issue, though.<br/><br/>Kal glanced at Darion, waiting.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><b>Nikki</b><br/><br/>Frakkis was unusually warm, an effect of the drugs he was on. With her face shoved right up against his pelvis, Nikki would feel it, and the heady, sweaty smell. He leaned back on the couch, his cock twitching in her mouth. He took a long drag off the inhalant, eyelids fluttering.<br/><br/>Cleaver discarded Nikki's pants and boots, baring her lower body entirely, her half tank-top haphazardly hanging over one breast, the other exposed. He looked at her pussy with glazed over eyes. Leaning over, he shoved his middle finger in her hole, the glowing red etching on his arm casting a pale light on Nikki's thighs that read "Fuck You." He twisted his finger a little, withdrawing it from her, his finger and knuckles glistening.<br/><br/>"Oh yeah... You some kind of slut, alright." He grinned, undoing his pants, his dick flopping out as he tugged them down. It was ribbed, prosthetically enhanced. He grabbed it, squeezing it as he stood between Nikki's legs, looking at her spread open in front of him while she sucked the other man on the couch.<br/><br/>He struggled with his pants for a moment, tugging them off so that the man stood completely naked, covered in tattoos. Nikki's body reflected in the lens over the man's eyes, distorted. Cleaver stepped away from Nikki, leaving her there leaning back on the couch, spread wide open to the whole room. He picked up a device plugged into a speaker set against the far wall, flipped on some music. The heavy grinding noise filled the room, drowning everything else out.<br/><br/>He turned around, cock fully erected as he walked back to her. He put his hands on back of the couch and crouched down, grabbing her cock with one hand and rubbing it along Nikki's slit, wetting its head as he teased her hole. He pushed into her, spreading her cunt open with his shaft. He clenched his jaw as she took him in, hot and wet. Nikki could feel the ridges along his dick pushing into her one by one.<br/><br/>He hissed between his teeth as his hips pressed against her. "Fuck yeah..." he muttered, pulling his hips back before pushing back in. He started pumping her, getting rough, fucking Nikki. He grabbed her shirt and yanked it over her other breast, grasping it in his hand while she bobbed against his thrusts.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>