03-07-2014, 01:49 PM
As quick as their encounter had started it was over. Katya slipped from the virtual room and into her own room in her apartment. The shadows had grown long and Katya wondered how late it really was.
Surprisingly she didn't get started right away, she was not worried but interested in the fact that Voxel Adams was interested in the Baccarrat Mansion. It wasn't surprising, he was after all noted for the thievery of the mundane world, not the digital one. And probably the reason he wasn't very deeply hidden, in the digital world he was not that much of a threat, only going after security type things. Never the actual data that could be harmed.
What could a thief want with the server below? With all the valuables inside, why did he care about that secret? Maybe it was a vendetta, he did say they had tried to kill him.
When he mentioned it at first she hadn't thought anything of it. But now, was Aria dangerous? Clearly the place she worked for was.
Katya's interest was spiked now. She had to find out what she was hiding. And why?
****
Security was tough. Katya had lost count of the number of firewalls she had to break through. Each one touting a different encryption with their own back doors and the like. Whoever had set up their server was really concerned about the data that was behind it. What were they hiding?
She wondered how Voxel was doing. She hadn't bothered to look for his signature in anything, it wasn't worth the time it would take to see what he'd managed thus far.
The world around Katya was nothing but the bytes in front of her. Katya took a moment to look away from her computer and the sun was setting. The colors were vibrant in the cold evening through the slats of her window. She didn't feel cold but her breathe was a mist of frozen steam. She sighed and got up out of the chair to turn the heat up a little. Surely there was enough money for that. Living in this dump was affordable, and more less likely she'd be noticed but it was not the nicest place in the world.
Before reaching the thermostat Katya kicked something on the floor. She looked down and found several books lying with their pages open to the world to see. She bent and picked them and started put them back where they belonged. It wasn't the first time that things were found where they should not be.
The irony of it, when Katya looked at the page, it happened to be an encryption algorithm methodology she had just been using. Very odd.
Katya looked out the window and the world had returned to the dullness of living in this slum. She sighed and put the books away and turned the heat up before returning back to her work.
Moments seemed to pass and Katya broke through yet another firewall...This time she hit the jackpot. She had access to the system. She started a bot that started pulling every file on the server regardless of encryption or what it was.
It started pulling hundreds of files to her system, and then it went dark. The connection dropped and she was out of it. Katya quickly unplugged it from her network. Hopefully whatever had happened hadn't infected her network. Computers were a dime a dozen for her, but this one was her favorite.
Katya sighed and wondered again how Voxel was doing...
Surprisingly she didn't get started right away, she was not worried but interested in the fact that Voxel Adams was interested in the Baccarrat Mansion. It wasn't surprising, he was after all noted for the thievery of the mundane world, not the digital one. And probably the reason he wasn't very deeply hidden, in the digital world he was not that much of a threat, only going after security type things. Never the actual data that could be harmed.
What could a thief want with the server below? With all the valuables inside, why did he care about that secret? Maybe it was a vendetta, he did say they had tried to kill him.
When he mentioned it at first she hadn't thought anything of it. But now, was Aria dangerous? Clearly the place she worked for was.
Katya's interest was spiked now. She had to find out what she was hiding. And why?
****
Security was tough. Katya had lost count of the number of firewalls she had to break through. Each one touting a different encryption with their own back doors and the like. Whoever had set up their server was really concerned about the data that was behind it. What were they hiding?
She wondered how Voxel was doing. She hadn't bothered to look for his signature in anything, it wasn't worth the time it would take to see what he'd managed thus far.
The world around Katya was nothing but the bytes in front of her. Katya took a moment to look away from her computer and the sun was setting. The colors were vibrant in the cold evening through the slats of her window. She didn't feel cold but her breathe was a mist of frozen steam. She sighed and got up out of the chair to turn the heat up a little. Surely there was enough money for that. Living in this dump was affordable, and more less likely she'd be noticed but it was not the nicest place in the world.
Before reaching the thermostat Katya kicked something on the floor. She looked down and found several books lying with their pages open to the world to see. She bent and picked them and started put them back where they belonged. It wasn't the first time that things were found where they should not be.
The irony of it, when Katya looked at the page, it happened to be an encryption algorithm methodology she had just been using. Very odd.
Katya looked out the window and the world had returned to the dullness of living in this slum. She sighed and put the books away and turned the heat up before returning back to her work.
Moments seemed to pass and Katya broke through yet another firewall...This time she hit the jackpot. She had access to the system. She started a bot that started pulling every file on the server regardless of encryption or what it was.
It started pulling hundreds of files to her system, and then it went dark. The connection dropped and she was out of it. Katya quickly unplugged it from her network. Hopefully whatever had happened hadn't infected her network. Computers were a dime a dozen for her, but this one was her favorite.
Katya sighed and wondered again how Voxel was doing...