09-13-2023, 02:47 PM
[[ ooc: this happens afterConnections, Money and Secrets Jacob will get Nox to talk to Sage and Nox and Sage will have talked off screen. ]]
It wasn't everyday Sage got unfetted access to hidden databases full of information. It wasn't everyday he was asked to hack those same things from someone on the inside. Nor was it everyday that his payment was unfetted access to the data so that he could recalibrate his changes he was tasked with doing. It wasn't like people wanted to lie about things. Usually they paid to keep him out. This time, he was being paid to be kept inside.
He created back doors for himself, and for a few like mind individuals, and one Nox could sneak into without needing to hack the system at all -- no skill required. Though he was starting to doubt his friends ineptitude when it came to technology. A faint on his part? Maybe? Or maybe Sage just hadn't been paying attention.
This wasn't a favor for Nox. It was a transaction, he was just relaying the message. And Sage was giving Nox everything his friend desired and then some. He needed some good news after the break up. Sage wished he could help but his presence was not wanted. At least not physically, Nox was suffering and the punishment was self inflicted denial. Not pent up by any means, he was screwing every girl who wanted. No attachments. Sage didn't blame him, but at least the Atharim were keeping him busy -- both of them. Aiden was busy with his spear and his books and god knows what else. Sage didn't mind. He had plenty of toys to play with.
And the Atharim database was just one of many now that his servers were finally cataloging everything. Sortage and power he was so happy.
But it was the nature of the deeds themselves that caught Sage's attention. Remove and change records to hide channelers -- two specifically. One that was mostly redacted information but enough that he knew exactly what he did. They were gone from the Atharim database -- like they never existed. And then there was the other. Jaxen Marveet was framing his brother instead. Whatever the intent he didn't know but he did the job. Nox didn't want to be removed. He wanted the Atharim to hunt him.
Sage set algorithms in place to change all Jaxen to Maxim, all images were doctored and anything in the future would be curated to Maxim's files now. It was a work of art truly. Sage also flagged several other names to delete upon showing up in the Atharim database. Nox wasn't with him still but Raffe's name was top of Sage's list with Aiden and Nox if he'd wanted it. Sterling hit the list too. Others might show up as he cared more about their persons but for now that was it.
And the data in the system was marvelous. He siphoned off every last bit of it, coming and going. It was glorious to witness the sheer power of the Atharim behind the scenes. And now -- he had access to it all.
Sage didn't know if Jaxen knew, but he had a gift for Voxel. Voxel could have done this himself -- though maybe not to the degree he could -- nor with the sheer quickness that Sage could preform the task and keep it running. This is what he did for a living, Voxel well he was a Jack of all Trades -- mediocre at all of them, at least as far as hacking went.
The Wicked Truth cast a net to snag his friend. Your name real name floated across my desk. And now I have a present for you.
It wasn't everyday Sage got unfetted access to hidden databases full of information. It wasn't everyday he was asked to hack those same things from someone on the inside. Nor was it everyday that his payment was unfetted access to the data so that he could recalibrate his changes he was tasked with doing. It wasn't like people wanted to lie about things. Usually they paid to keep him out. This time, he was being paid to be kept inside.
He created back doors for himself, and for a few like mind individuals, and one Nox could sneak into without needing to hack the system at all -- no skill required. Though he was starting to doubt his friends ineptitude when it came to technology. A faint on his part? Maybe? Or maybe Sage just hadn't been paying attention.
This wasn't a favor for Nox. It was a transaction, he was just relaying the message. And Sage was giving Nox everything his friend desired and then some. He needed some good news after the break up. Sage wished he could help but his presence was not wanted. At least not physically, Nox was suffering and the punishment was self inflicted denial. Not pent up by any means, he was screwing every girl who wanted. No attachments. Sage didn't blame him, but at least the Atharim were keeping him busy -- both of them. Aiden was busy with his spear and his books and god knows what else. Sage didn't mind. He had plenty of toys to play with.
And the Atharim database was just one of many now that his servers were finally cataloging everything. Sortage and power he was so happy.
But it was the nature of the deeds themselves that caught Sage's attention. Remove and change records to hide channelers -- two specifically. One that was mostly redacted information but enough that he knew exactly what he did. They were gone from the Atharim database -- like they never existed. And then there was the other. Jaxen Marveet was framing his brother instead. Whatever the intent he didn't know but he did the job. Nox didn't want to be removed. He wanted the Atharim to hunt him.
Sage set algorithms in place to change all Jaxen to Maxim, all images were doctored and anything in the future would be curated to Maxim's files now. It was a work of art truly. Sage also flagged several other names to delete upon showing up in the Atharim database. Nox wasn't with him still but Raffe's name was top of Sage's list with Aiden and Nox if he'd wanted it. Sterling hit the list too. Others might show up as he cared more about their persons but for now that was it.
And the data in the system was marvelous. He siphoned off every last bit of it, coming and going. It was glorious to witness the sheer power of the Atharim behind the scenes. And now -- he had access to it all.
Sage didn't know if Jaxen knew, but he had a gift for Voxel. Voxel could have done this himself -- though maybe not to the degree he could -- nor with the sheer quickness that Sage could preform the task and keep it running. This is what he did for a living, Voxel well he was a Jack of all Trades -- mediocre at all of them, at least as far as hacking went.
The Wicked Truth cast a net to snag his friend. Your name real name floated across my desk. And now I have a present for you.