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Honey Badger looked at the image then looked at Mako. He stared into his old friends eyes. Looking for duplicity, though that's something alot of Pack left behind when they take their masks, and start to augment themselves. Badger sniffed then nodded, "The image, gives rise to the idea of a total package stealth suite." He sighs and reaches up to the image, "I'll admit to knowing of several groups who are working on this. They each came to me before they began working on it, asking for my blessing or for my expertise in creating the draw ups for them." Badger leans back in his seat and enlarges the image, on the smudge there, "The problem is, as far as I know, none of the groups are beyond the drawing board."

Badger reaches over and works a few buttons on the data vault, bringing up several files. Six in total, all under the heading [i][u]Stealth Field teams[/u][/i]. Badger pointed at them one by one, "Hammerhead Company." He pointed to the next, "Rockford Rhino Reforging." The next, "Heavy Oliphant Inc." The fourth, "Coiling Carno Arms." And yet a fifth, "Macro Max Defense." And the last, "And finally the only none Pack group who came to me, an Heir company, Silas Forns Arms company." Badger looks at Mako, "I'm telling you this in confidence, each group came to me in confidence as well. For my connections, my knowledge or blessing. One of the oldest Pack members, who can get them what they need." Badger leans to the side and pillows his cheek on his upraised fist, "I can rule out Coiling Carnos, Max Defense, and Rockford Rhino's suites. I've seen them, they sent me the plans. They aren't even off the drawing board. But they may work, in the future." He motioned and those three groups disappeared from the holo display. The other three though Hammerhead Company, Heavy Oliphant and Silas Arms remained, "These three say they have solid prototypes, with major problems though." Badger looked square at Mak0, "Use this information as you will. I know Silas won't take well to an investigation.  Hammerhead is another shark Pack member working out of the Canals. And Heavy is a heavy tech forger out the Steel Mills on the East side. Silas...he's in the Spire...and all I know is his field might work."

Badger nods, "That's...all I can give you Mak0...integrity you understand. Faith that I can keep confidential information. Don't make me break that integrity my friend. Please. I can do anything else for you, but don't make me give up anymore then I've given you. Find these teams if need be. Talk to the heads of the teams, and see if anything went wrong. They've told me of no security breaches, but that doesn't mean it hasn't happened." he stands up and offers his hand to Mak0 "I hope that helps."

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Much later Badger has his mask off, and is rubbing at his eyes, the glow from them dampened in the moment, he's so very tired. Who knew several hundred years could way on a person. All the secrets and the history. Knowing of and being in it is like a weight that is beyond description.

it's as he's sitting that klaxons start going off mere moments before everything starts to shake. And for a moment the lights and power in the set flickers, emergency lights and generators kick on. Alerts from the garage below come in saying there was was damage but nothing they can't contain.

Throwing his mask back on Badger comes storming out of his office. Shouting, "What happened!?" One of the horse masks nearby leaning over a console calls back, "Some earthquake sir! At the spire!" Badger tries to remotely connect to the Geonet to check, and gasps, "GeoNets down. Everyone must me cut off. Back up our data to private data vaults! Just in case, get it off the GeoNet cloud! Quick. And someone find out if there is any external problems." A nearby lion head lets out a shuddering gasp, "Sir BetaWeb call from Crow Yellow...his probes...his probes say the GeoNet could have been hacked!" Badger looks out over the city, and listening to distant sirens as emergency services start moving, "Find out for sure! This can't be good."