[identity profile] whitecladprince.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] mooglenet_backup
[This must be some cruel joke the universe is playing on him, because the presidential office-- his office, the one he hadn't even gotten to step foot into as President of Shinra Company, is exactly as he remembers it from when his father was in charge.

He hasn't even been here a week.  The blond president  had gotten out of the Macalania woods thanks to Tseng, met with the Turks... Tried to understand and come to terms with what had happened. Apparently he could be returned to where he should be at any moment, so he this was just a temporary setback. He'd never had a problem with waiting only a little while if it meant he got what he wanted.

And now he was here. Being taunted by a strange world dangling the prize he had just achieved then lost once more in front of his face]

[The mognet clicks on.]


Turks, if you're wondering where I am, I'm in... [he gives a wry smile] my office.

I'd appreciate it if I was not bothered by anyone for a short while, unless it is important.

[With that, he turns the mognet off and paces carefully over to the large mahogany desk, reaching out to run his fingers across its smooth surface.]

[[ooc: Anyone in Midgar can feel free to barge in or call him.]]

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Date: 2011-01-26 03:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tinymakoaddict.livejournal.com


I need access to the Deepground system and Hojo's files and they're internalized to your tower.

[action]

Date: 2011-01-26 04:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tinymakoaddict.livejournal.com


I am a Tsviet, if you know the term. Shelke the Transparent.

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Date: 2011-01-26 04:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tinymakoaddict.livejournal.com
If Hojo and Deepground thought I would listen to commands from Shinra, I wouldn't be a Tsviet.



I already know most of this anyway. I have...85% of the Shinra and Deepground networks in my head. This is just...fact checking.



Three year old secrets from a company you've supposedly put behind you hardly seem worth worrying about, President Shinra. But I'm not taking anything you need should be concerned with, anyway. Unless you are overly interested in Deepground files you can't access or Hojo's genetic research.

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Date: 2011-01-26 05:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tinymakoaddict.livejournal.com
You are welcome to try and stop me. Otherwise, no.



Although, half of Avalanche is currently inside the city, so I would suggest care. They would not take it very kindly if you attempted to attack me, I think.



I am going to go attempt to bypass the security on Hojo's personal database. If you are curious...and polite...perhaps I will show you some of what I find.

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Date: 2011-01-26 06:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tinymakoaddict.livejournal.com


I am not a child. And your company did not 'lose track' of me. Your father and Hojo kidnapped me and stole my life.



Unless we are going to fight, I have things I need to do before we are drawn back onto Gaia.

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Date: 2011-01-26 06:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tinymakoaddict.livejournal.com


Kept secrets, apparently. Let's see.



Your father, and Hojo...created that. It was called Deepground...is called Deepground, if this really is three years ago. All those tunnels and caverns beneath Midgar, along with Reactor Zero.

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Date: 2011-01-26 06:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tinymakoaddict.livejournal.com


Hojo kept his personal files in a locked off partition on your network. I could never access them without him knowing. When he left, he erased them....most of them.

If this is three years ago, before the plate fell, then they may be here...and he is not.

[action]

Date: 2011-01-27 05:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tinymakoaddict.livejournal.com
I already know your access codes, President Shinra.



The only access codes I don't have are Hojo's personal ones, and hopefully I will not need them anyway. If I do this properly, at least.

[action]

Date: 2011-01-27 06:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tinymakoaddict.livejournal.com


Do not look at those they are private.

[action]

Date: 2011-01-27 07:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tinymakoaddict.livejournal.com


No. His security was...easy. But this...I don't know.



Everything was...difficult. Like I couldn't keep up with what it was showing me. That's never...

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Date: 2011-01-27 07:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tinymakoaddict.livejournal.com


These are your father's master passwords. And the last one accesses the Deepground database. You should be able to see everything except the files I locked earlier about myself and my......family.

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Date: 2011-01-27 07:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tinymakoaddict.livejournal.com
Information is powerful. Even when we are on Gaia there are things here that could be used against someone.



It is easier to simply avoid the issue entirely. You do not need to know about it. I have given you your father's secrets...let me keep mine.

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Date: 2011-01-27 05:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tinymakoaddict.livejournal.com


Give them to the people they belong to. Or keep them.

[action]

Date: 2011-01-30 07:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tinymakoaddict.livejournal.com
Do you really want to claim ownership of information acquired through torture and manipulation?



I will keep that in mind.

From: [identity profile] thishealingwind.livejournal.com
[Trying to make her way into Hojo's lab had proven to be a bit...daunting for her. It was one thing to be dragged and imprisoned there, as well as to be accompanied by friends. But to willingly go there, alone, when Sephiroth might be nearby? She had eventually given up and tried the higher areas of the tall building. At the very least she could meet up with Shelke, and no longer be alone in the deserted shell of a building.]

[Up ahead, she heard voices. One was Shelke's and the other was...intensely familiar. Aerith headed up the stairs, peering into the next room.]


Who's there?

[Action]

Date: 2011-01-30 06:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tinymakoaddict.livejournal.com


I am here. The...President...is with me.

[Action]

Date: 2011-01-31 03:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thishealingwind.livejournal.com
[Aerith's eyes widen before narrowing as recognition settles in.]

Mr. President.

[Yes, there's sarcasm there. He's one of the few people that she dislikes, though she fully believes that her reasons for it are just.]

I'm surprised, though I guess if I were going to run into you anywhere, this is the most appropriate place.

[She's suddenly very glad that she didn't make it all the way into Hojo's labs. Very, very glad. Just in case. Walking over to her new friend, Aerith is clearly more concerned with Shelke's wellbeing.]

You okay?

[Action]

Date: 2011-01-31 03:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tinymakoaddict.livejournal.com


I will be fine. It was...temporary.



I believe I have the files you were looking for.

[Action]

Date: 2011-01-31 05:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thishealingwind.livejournal.com
[Aerith watches him hesitantly. He appears just as she remembers him, so it's likely that they're at least from somewhat similar time periods. She supposes that's not worse than any other, but at least this way she can prepare. And she doesn't like the way he's smirking at her.]

Shelke did?

[She glances over at the girl, moving to her side. Without hesitating, she hand reaches up to cup the side of her face, her thumb sliding across her forehead.]

You're pale. [And Aerith is worried.] Are you okay?

[Files come later. The girl's health is infinitely more important.]

[Hesitating, she glances over her shoulder at Rufus. He'd pulled her out? Possibly helped her. Aerith isn't sure how to respond, so she goes with:] ...Thank you.

[Action]

Date: 2011-02-02 01:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tinymakoaddict.livejournal.com


I will be fine, I am just a bit...shaken. The machine was reluctant to accent my interface, this may have simply been...a feedback issue.

[Action]

Date: 2011-02-02 01:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thishealingwind.livejournal.com
[The only response she got out of Rufus was a smirk and a nod, but that was better than most of the alternatives.

The girl's forehead was a bit cooler than normal, but she seemed okay, if only a bit shaky on her feet.]


Your...interface?

[Color her confused.]

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