<b>Devi</b><br/><br/>Kacy and Reaper piled into her car and headed towards the town. Orders or no, bonding didn't seem to be in the cards today - she had him drive while she prepped her tools, and he was either finding this the most fascinating road since the invention of the road, or he was so far into his own head she was just a lump of mobile scenery next to him. Hell, maybe he just didn't like her face. Whatever the case, talking it out didn't seem to be either of their styles, so she organized her equipment, stowed her shotgun, and shrugged on a spiked, black leather jacket. It had some metal plates inside it for protection, but it mainly served as urban camouflage - street punks boost cars, and nobody pays it much mind.<br/><br/>Finding a good car took some time - the beaches were too exposed, and it wasn't near urban enough for her to walk around openly without comment. But eventually they found a nice, high end ride parked in a quiet side street, and Kacy left reaper in the car so she could go do her thing. She started out on the cars computing systems - a simple pulsed shock to knock it on it's ass, and then patching in while it restored itself. More a bludgeon than a scalpel, but it worked. The program would kill most the computer functions, but anyone capable of actually driving a car (you barely need to be with some of these high end models) could zip around in it no problem. A lot of car thieves use high end electronics to tap in and control the computers directly, but Kacy preferred to just get them out of the way and dive right into the guts of the thing. It's a lot easier to fool machinery than high end brains designed to deter thieves. Still, the days of a couple bump keys and a slim jim are long gone - not even a keyhole in these high end boys. She had the tools to get everything going, but it would take awhile - cheap cars are a lot easier to boost. 10 minutes or so and she'd be done - just had to keep an eye peeled till then.<br/>