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	Ash mocked a salute as Kev laid out the instructions for the next night. Designated DJ and Decker. A multitude of ideas ran through her mind as she snatched up 13 and began filtering and sorting through the plethora of beats that would rile up the troops for their last run. Ash's eyes lit up like the neon codes she uses on a daily basis as she swiped, dragged, scanned and coded on her personal deck - the swinging of her legs as they dangled from her elevated position only adding to her childlike antics. [color=FF00C1]"One last ride, hm?! Oooh~! This is gonna be exciting~!"[/color] Though there was something in the back of her mind that wondered why such a low threat bust.

Ash shook the thoughts away, letting out a holler and a low whistle, having pulled up a second window, [color=FF00C1]"Yo Johnny~!"[/color] she nudged him from her spot only leaning over in the slightest, [color=FF00C1]"Seems FCCU [i]does[/i] indeed use SecuRanks."[/color] Her continued swipes and taps being drowned out by her rambunctious voice.

[color=FF00C1]"Also, also! Their security is basic level shit at best,"[/color] it was then, as she continued to click away at the screen that her brows began to knit together in confusion before taking her bottom lip between her teeth, [color=FF00C1]"Uhh, this is strange... recently, as far as I can tell, they've implemented a three tiered biometric system on the vault. The only reason that would be in place is if they got some serious scratch locked up!"[/color] Her attention now turned to the group around her.