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VAC cracks his knuckles, a grin coming across his face ~Well, if Boreas wants me to show him what I got, might as well give him a show~ he thinks as he pulls his holoscreen back up, minimizing his allies' data to one corner. He sweeps the screen around, tapping on each of the spacefillers as they come across it. Taking a look over the data quickly flashing by on his screen, V's grin grows even wider. ~Looks like all that prep work paid off, these ones are almost exactly the same as the others I hacked. This should be easy.~
Dialogue boxes and strings of code flying across his screen, the first thing he worked on was the Spacefiller's access to graphical data. Because of her stubbornness, he couldn't modify their permissions to see Coleander's graphics, and he left Boreas' alone, since focusing the viruses' attentions on the protector was kind of the point. For himself, Hueco and Nazir, however, the viruses would quickly start losing visual on them. It would start with glitchy-looking effects, parts of them phasing in and out, until eventually the three of them would become more or less invisible to the spacefillers.
"Hueco, Nazir, you guys are invisible to these bottomfeeders now. They can still hear you, so either keep silent or keep moving." VAC shouted to the other two, taking his own advice and preparing to re-position after calling out to them. Suddenly, V's eyes widen as he comes to a realisation. "Shit..." he mutters under his breath before calling out to Hueco: "Coder boy, they can still see your drone! Tell it to bugger off of you!" After warning his team-member, he re-positions a couple meters to the side, so any viruses coming after his voice would find only empty air. He then turns his focus back to his data, continuing to fiddle with the horde's code in silence and trusting his team-mates to take care of the rest.
VAC cracks his knuckles, a grin coming across his face ~Well, if Boreas wants me to show him what I got, might as well give him a show~ he thinks as he pulls his holoscreen back up, minimizing his allies' data to one corner. He sweeps the screen around, tapping on each of the spacefillers as they come across it. Taking a look over the data quickly flashing by on his screen, V's grin grows even wider. ~Looks like all that prep work paid off, these ones are almost exactly the same as the others I hacked. This should be easy.~
Dialogue boxes and strings of code flying across his screen, the first thing he worked on was the Spacefiller's access to graphical data. Because of her stubbornness, he couldn't modify their permissions to see Coleander's graphics, and he left Boreas' alone, since focusing the viruses' attentions on the protector was kind of the point. For himself, Hueco and Nazir, however, the viruses would quickly start losing visual on them. It would start with glitchy-looking effects, parts of them phasing in and out, until eventually the three of them would become more or less invisible to the spacefillers.
"Hueco, Nazir, you guys are invisible to these bottomfeeders now. They can still hear you, so either keep silent or keep moving." VAC shouted to the other two, taking his own advice and preparing to re-position after calling out to them. Suddenly, V's eyes widen as he comes to a realisation. "Shit..." he mutters under his breath before calling out to Hueco: "Coder boy, they can still see your drone! Tell it to bugger off of you!" After warning his team-member, he re-positions a couple meters to the side, so any viruses coming after his voice would find only empty air. He then turns his focus back to his data, continuing to fiddle with the horde's code in silence and trusting his team-mates to take care of the rest.