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Compared to the state of the website, the protection that backed it was more than simply impressive. The Surveyor App alone had for nearly a year been the pride of The Penrose Independent. Initially, the app had been completely cut off from the internet. It had been set up to be operational only when in Penrose City, piggybacking off celltowers and other signals, and fed through a central server hidden somewhere within one of The PI’s numerous controlled locations. Mary’s insistence that it was too insecure, though, and her desire to create the SurveyorBoard, led to the development of a new system

With The Boss’s backing she devised a comprehensive messaging and tracking service for every member, backed by a complex web of failsafes and security measures which rendered the software nearly impervious to external interference. Dozens of tests had been performed on the app since its inception, down to hacking from some of Beacon’s own software when The PI’s presence had been more prominent within it. Elvira’s surface level checks, she would find, yielded only a single scrap of information - whoever programmed it clearly wasn’t an ameteur.

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[b][colour=PaleTurquoise]C: My name is Christine, a Reporter for The Penrose Independent.
C: Apologies for the state of the site.
C: The system's still in its alpha, and Mary's design choices aren't as good as her programming skills.
C: To cut to the chase, my Boss is preparing something. She thinks this party is an excuse to pick a fight with Beacon.
C: In which case we’re looking for a meeting with either you, or whoever you work for, to better discuss the details.
C: But, elevator pitch:
C: The PI will be publically announced as sponsors for the party - we'll provide funding and equipment, and handle the security, including pest control.[/colour][/b]
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At the final keystroke, Christine felt a buzz against her pocket. A message from Shion. Ellie looked over in curiosity, her eyes trained on the edge of the phone from her chair, trying to catch the message across the slant of the screen, in case in was bad news, or some change in their mission.

But Christine’s poker face had always been strong. The Boss has taken her on as a half protege, and unlike some of her peers, a great deal of time had been invested in training her for the role. Internally she attempted to evaluate and parse the information she had been given, but face never changed as she typed out her reply. Bounty? A ‘Vermin Killer’?

[right][i]Never heard of them.
Did you get any other details about this bounty, or did they only mention that you had one?[/i][/right]

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