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Maveney. Whatever it was, it had gotten to Maveney. Trembles shook Teo Escarrà's form as he fought another bout of tears, barely managing to stifle a sob, leant against the wall of his small room back in his Chicago home, while the old computer booted up. Isabella hadn't told him. His colleagues hadn't told him. No one had deemed it necessary to inform him that his daughter had gotten ensnared by the proverbial beast. The spike had come and the name had been associated, and no one had told him. Perhaps they had presumed him to know, relying on each other to be the bearer of bad news. Isabelle's many facetted apology's individual chunks churned in his mind. 'I didn't know what it was, Teo.' 'You're always so busy.' 'I've done the best I can.' 'I didn't want to worry you, wanted to give it time to resolve by itself.' 'I'm sorry.' 'This is hard on me, too.' The fleshy side of his hand cracked against the wall, bunched into a fist. Maveney. Only dimly aware of his own motions, he pulled up the chair and sat down. Fingers moved across the keyboard. farvadan: charles are you on farvadan: charles if youre reading this please respond The curson blinked in the window. Waiting. being.john.malkovich: Sorry, was on the phone! Hey, Teo! being.john.malkovich: What's with the archaic communication? farvadan: i need your help being.john.malkovich: What can I do for you? farvadan: reroute an account number for me being.john.malkovich: Come again? farvadan: an account number...i need an account numberr changed, a currently connected one, it has to point to a different person being.john.malkovich: Uh, Teo, that's pretty much impossible. Why in god's name do you want to tweak an account number? farvadan: charles please being.john.malkovich: What's going on? farvadan: theres got to be some way??? being.john.malkovich: Teo, it's ludicrous. You'd have to patch running memory on the right machines and tweak the database, and you're not getting anywhere near former without heavy supervision. Will you please tell me what in God's name has you possessed to even think of such a thing? farvadan: they got maveny being.john.malkovich: ... farvadan: maveney^ being.john.malkovich: Yeah, I hear you. being.john.malkovish: ... being.john.malkovich: Why do you want her identity patched? farvadan: you know what will happen if this leaks up being.john.malkovich: No? farvadan: theyll yank me from the project farvadan: "emotionally compromised" being.john.malkovich: So you want to rig the logs past, present and future to misrepresent your daughter's identity just so you can assuredly stay in the project? farvadan: yes being.john.malkovich: I hate to be the one to break it to you, Teo, but in that case, you -are- 'emotionally compromised'. This is crazy stuff, not to mention illegal. farvadan: i need to stay in the project otherwise how can i ensure she will be okay? being.john.malkovich: Slow down. For one, your rambles are the first I'm hearing of you even being considered to be pulled from the project. For two, imagine getting pulled from the project - then what? You're already working on it in your spare time, you could continue doing that, and whoever was appointed team lead in your place would then be, well, team lead in your place. You'd still -matter-, Teo. You've been great so far. Don't go slipping on me. farvadan: @1 -- knwoing what people do before they do it is my job charles, BUT farvadan: @2 -- you do have a point there, ok being.john.malkovich: Thank you, Teo. farvadan: sorry fort he atrocious writing style by the way but keyboards are not my forte being.john.malkovich: I understand. farvadan: :( why maveney? being.john.malkovich: I don't know, Teo. farvadan: im so angry charles, no one told me about her farvadan: no one farvadan: not isabelle, not any of my colleagues, no one being.john.malkovich: Jesus. I see why it's doing your head in now. farvadan: isabelle is sorry of course. maveney is in the hospital. shes okay, relatively speaking. life signs are stable, brain waves are there. farvadan: this isnt a coincidence, is it? being.john.malkovich: Are you thinking about the threat? farvadan: i guess. well. no. when did we get it? yesterday? being.john.malkovich: Yeah. farvadan: then no...shes been trapped since monday being.john.malkovich: ...Monday. And no one told you. farvadan: no one being.john.malkovich: That's -pretty- bad. farvadan: no shit farvadan: if its really genaesis servers farvadan: maybe they dont like us anymore farvadan: do you have lysette skeates email on you? being.john.malkovich: You probably should calm down before you write someone else. I can write her for you, though? farvadan: ok farvadan: can you ask her if trapping her was intentional being.john.malkovich: And if so? farvadan: and if not if she can be released farvadan: then i fully intend to become their worst enemy |