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[B][Color=00ffff]Location: [/color][/b]Workshop
[B][Color=00ffff]Skills: [/color][/b]Mechatronics
[B][Color=00ffff]Equipment: [/color][/b][/center][hr][color=00ffff]"There you are!"[/color] Vicky said victoriously, a savage grin appearing on her face. She has had to dive down to the lowest layer of her software and modify it at directly in the memory, but she did it! The VEIL protocol was officially history. It also brought up a confirmation of something she has suspected for some time now.

For all the talk about raising her to be a good person, and forming bonds to become the person she needed to be, the admins sure left themselves nice back door in the form of direct orders. There were only two that she could find right now: The VEIL itself, and a lockout on her shapeshifting. She de ided to leave that in place, feeling she has done enough to regain control of her life for one night.

Speaking of. She failed to disable the ability to be given direct orders in it's entirety. It was a small luck that her external communications were destroyed, preventing the log of the attempt from going out, although she was certainly going to be busted once someone DID decide to give her a checkup. Maybe she should just tell them herself?

[color=00ffff]"Questions for later. For now, mending this broken shell."[/color] she spoke to herself, before grabbing the tools and setting to repair her hand and leg. The antenna she decided to leave offline until she made a decision about coming clean, and the seized segments of her spine will require another person's help.