Re: Rictor & Shatterstar
"Copy that, stranger," Network replied, her lips quirked with amusement. She didn't know why it was funny when people got minorly hurt like that. Something about their angered reactions to pain, or something. Meh, they just were funny. Period. "Network out."
Easy as pie, she thought to herself as she got to work. Accessing pre-recorded 9-1-1 call archive was only the first step, but she was Network, and regarding all things electronic and cyber-communications, she was the closest thing to god. Fire alarm codes, threat asssessment reports, fire detector sensor arrays in heavily populated residential areas, police frequencies, networked private and business silent alarms. The works. She would set off a minor worst case scenario of terror for the next twenty five minutes or so. Plenty of time for the operation to go down and the teams to be extracted before anyone bothered to check on some low level security location in the warehouse district.