[center][img]https://images-ext-1.discordapp.net/external/xYNz5Y2DKS83pKct9KXUY-PvT56r7LfcBYOL5o7bjPM/https/fontmeme.com/permalink/210424/1aacb67ba4eb5c934f204d6669b28a48.png[/img][/center][hr][center][color=CornflowerBlue][b]Location:[/b][/color] Kobra HQ Computer Room [color=CornflowerBlue][b]Interacting with:[/b][/color] Squad A ([@Mistress Dizzy], [@Courtaud], [@Crimson Flame]) [/center][hr]

The alarm went off like a bomb in the computer room. Suddenly they had more to worry about than what was going on outside- whatever was happening, they were in the most immediate danger. Alisa’s worries about Daphne mostly dissipated as her head snapped to the screaming, flashing red alarm in the corner of the room. If spy movies were right, things were about to get bad fast. [color=CornflowerBlue]“Oh, shit,”[/color] she whispered, devoid of any other response. Her mind flipped through the possibilities of what could’ve gone wrong. They must’ve made a mistake, somewhere, but she couldn’t figure it out.

While Mirage and Zatara started to make their escape route, Alisa rushed back to the computers, her eyes furiously flicking over information. When Talon asked his question, she furrowed her brow but continued reading. [color=CornflowerBlue]“No.”[/color] The answer was closer to [i]I don’t know[/i], but they had limited time for her to explain. [color=CornflowerBlue]“I’m an artificial intelligence, not a flash drive. And even if I could, I wouldn’t. Essentially…”[/color] She wracked her mind for a simple computer analogy, unsure that a more complex explanation would make sense. [color=CornflowerBlue]“If a flash drive plugs into a computer, the flash drive can install data… and so can the computer from the flash drive. I really don’t want Kobra inside my head.”[/color] Her words were rushed, a note of anxiety in them, but she hoped Talon got the message. Not a good idea. Abort! She had a distinct feeling that those computers had some sort of malicious safeguard, and she wasn’t made to be a particularly secure system.

[color=CornflowerBlue]“I [i]do[/i] have a photographic memory, though, so just give me a few minutes and I’ll be able to recall and play back all the files here later.”[/color] Her fingers tapped quickly on the keyboard as pages upon pages of data ran past her laser-focused eyes. They were under a time crunch now, and she felt it. The bioweapon files would have to come first. Surely that was more important than the serum? If everything went right, she’d get everything.