➢ 005 | VIDEO

[looksfine]

[There were two things unusual about Aya's Network Post today.  The first was that her eyes glowed.  A bright, iridescent green.  Not so brightly that she could have been in the presence of a Blue Lantern, but certainly enough to indicate she was accessing the very core of her Energy.]

I will do my best to keep this transmission as ░▒░▒░░▒ as is within the range of my capabilities at this time.

[The second was that, even as she spoke...eyes still glowing...the distinct clicking sound of keys could be heard.  Were one to pay close enough attention, the lower portions of her arms could be seen twitching.  She was simultaneously coding and rerouting and altering the transmission.]

As the current head of the Wayne Enterprise Science Department, as well as ░▒░░▒ of Stark ░▒░░▒░▒░░▒ and member of the Green Lantern Corps, it is my responsibility to ░▒░░▒░▒░░▒ the resources which are currently available to me.

I have been working for approximately 32.7 hours consecutively, studying the ░▒░░▒░▒ that is effecting the consoles, and how I may circumvent these external controls.  The highly complex meth--░▒░░▒░  ▒░░▒ are somewhat admirable, though I am ░▒░░▒░▒░░▒ to admit as much, given the most likely source.  However, combined with the efforts of ░▒░░▒░ ▒░░▒░ ▒ ░░▒░▒░ ░▒░▒░░▒--

[A frown, and the transmission momentarily cuts out.]

[Then back in again.]

...that is better.

As I was saying, I am seeking those in Keelai with an expert knowledge in advanced programming and engineering who may aid me in my quest to fix this.  Access will be granted to any and all resources I am currently within my ability to provide you.

You may contact me at this location.  Be forewarned that no information exchanged will be deemed Classified.

Thank you.




{{GREEN LANTERN RING TRANSMISSION, with backdoor for BLUE LANTERN RING as well}}

I do not believe your rings have been compromised.  

However, I cannot be certain at this time, as I do not possess one of my own to analyze.

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[i_speak_softly]

Ah, sorry. Let's fix these ▒░▒ity problems first. How c▒░▒ I help?

[looksfine]

Apologies are not nec░▒░▒y.

I have recen░▒y received ░▒░▒ from a fellow colleague who ░▒░▒ the current situation as w░▒░▒. A second opinion reg░▒░▒g it's contents would be ░▒░▒ly appreciated.

[i_speak_softly]

Def▒░▒tely. Please send.

[looksfine]

[She shook her head]

Neg▒tive.

The information is too de▒░▒▒░ to risk transference over an ▒░▒ecured line. I will be venturing to my lab at St▒░▒ Industries for fu▒░▒▒░ ▒tudy. Should ▒░▒ desire to do so, you are welc▒░e to join me.

[i_speak_softly]

Got it. Where is ░▒▒r lab?

[Please give non-cryptic directions.]

[looksfine]

[The locations of her two places of work--Stark Industries and Wayne Enterprise--were hardly a secret. Aya had no issues sending a very non-cryptic ping to Don's console. A map, circling the exact location on the Turtle he needed to go. Including the floor number and location of her (corner!) office.]

[i_speak_softly]

[This time, Don is sure to memorize the map before doing anything else.]

Received. I'll come tomorrow?

[He can practically feel one of his brothers crawling out of bed to tell him to go to his own - and maybe Aya has someone to do the same for her.]

[looksfine]

[Unfortunately, no. She does not. Though that hardly mattered.]

My apologies. I did not mean to ▒░░▒░ you of your sleep cycle. Rest now, and I will ▒░░▒ you at a more convenient hour.

It is often di▒░▒░t to determine what hours most o▒▒░░ life forms keep.

[i_speak_softly]

Any I can get away with.

Do░░░░lo, logging off.

[looksfine]

Acknowledged.

Aya out.