Thread: NieR - 'User Error' (Kaybee x The Carnal Soul)

There were a dozen ways to crack a firewall. If it was using an old WEP or WPA-style security, then you could analyze encrypted wireless packets, and use the pattern they made to figure out what sort of cracking algorithm to use. If it was one of the more ancient security systems from the previous century, then the odds were good that you could use hashes to find your password and gain administrative privileges. And if you're a run-of-the-mill script kiddy who fancies themselves a Green Hat, or in Red Jack's case a man who was gambling with precious little time to spare? You could always rely on some good old-fashioned brute force attack methods. The gamble had been huge and one he wasn't wholly sure would work, but as the android's knees buckled he could see that it had paid off. Her systems were practically slammed into a hard-reboot as combat systems were flooded with stimuli they hadn't been programmed to receive or process. Behind his metal mask, it was easy to even hear him grinning, 2B, are you well? Something the matter with your processors? It seems like you might have crossed a wire or two somewhere. He popped the breach of the bean-bag gun open and let the smoking shell-casing fall to the ground where its brass made an echoing tone when it hit the cement between them. Again, it said something about just what this weapon was designed for that it used the same level of explosive propellant a grenade launcher might employ to hurl a bean-bag at somebody - or some thing in this case. The replacement was locked in and the breach closed before Red Jack leveled the weapon at the young woman still on her knees before him. This time he didn't offer any quip or play or lie. Instead the trigger clicked, the propellant exploded, and a bean-bag was sent hurtling at close-range for her center-mass again to smack roughly into the very same area that he'd hit before. Then he reloaded and fired another. Then another. Another. And another. All in all by the time he was done there were eight spent shell casings for those high-powered bean-bag rounds on the ground next to the flattened bags of the rounds themselves. Red Jack took a few moments to look around, Dox? Yeah, boss? A feminine voice came through the ear-piece. Dig around - find out if you can snatch her mission completion signal, and her unit death signal. They're probably behind at least a few firewalls. And kick on the white noise maker in the meanwhile so she can't send any signals for help - we don't know what all she's capable of and I'm not keen on giving her the chance to show us just yet. And send a team down here while you're at it. Just in case. Can do, boss. With a fair bit of confidence that he hadn't had before that moment, Red Jack leaned down and seized 2B under her arms to try and lift her to her feet. Which brought out a whole plethora of profane language from the hacktivist when he realized just how heavy an android playing dead weight could really be. But he was strong enough to start dragging her to the table and heave her atop it, first with her upper body, and then lifting her legs. With that out of the way he'd start to move her limbs to the bindings on the table that were actually at the side. The ones for her ankles would see her legs spread one to either side of the table with her legs bent tighter than ninety degrees. Her arms were held bent at the elbows with the lower half of her arms secured to the side of the table at the wrist. And where she sat on the table meant that it was just short enough she wouldn't be able to rest her head without it hanging free in the open air. And of course he had to make sure she wasn't fully recovered yet. So he put another bean-bag into her side, at close range, for good measure. Feeling comfortable on your new bed, 2B? He asked with a mocking laugh.