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FINAL WEEK
Starting Saturday, the layer of clouds in the sky is more solid than ever. Overcast, reflecting the neon light of the city. By Sunday, you'll see more colors than ever, as several new areas are added to the span of your probation. And some areas aren't, but might see an approach anyway. Do the pods containing six weeks of treatment daunt you in the slightest now that judgment awaits at the end of the fourth week? Though faithful treatment participants only experience flashes on the upper third of their bodies now, their counterparts will experience occasional waves of isolating existential coldness. Does your physically present overseer have anything to say for herself? Just remember one thing: Kanto is watching and waiting.
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You're right on time.
[Familiar voice. Glance at Damian.]
And if it isn't the boy too good for a corporate VPN.
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[He crosses his arms, looking to Gai. In a rare moment of deferrence, he'll follow his lead.]
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[Gai inclines his head in a slight bow.]
Thanks for coming. [Reaching into his pocket, he pulls out the flute to display it for her.] I brought us a little insurance just in case.
[... he really doesn't think he needs to say why.]
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Good place to have it.
[Because the thing is, you can totally imagine getting crushed in here. The black hallway between the servers turns the corner way too quickly. It's set up like a maze. Good thing you have a guide.
Now you are at a central part of the complex.]
See for yourself.
[There's all sorts of data available. Shipping in the city - how it's reorganized since the Shinkansen raid in December, and how online shopping is a limited phenomenon in the small urban area. It seems extremely textured and realistic, possible to verify with research. And a significant part, like the suspicious destocking of disks at J's Denki, leads to the Factory. A mysterious architecturally improbable tower that the "transmission" to the "channel" would have the administrative authority to summon out of the ground.]
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And that's when a particular something catches his eye--]
That tower... is that at the Factory?
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What would happen if all of this went up in flames?
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No, just got your crumbly little cookies on my website. [The one that Damian tried BEFORE bothering the Black Market proprietor.]
Up in flames...
[It's an interesting thought.]
Well, whatever manufacturing is going on there wouldn't last long with their raw materials in dust. As for the data stored there, or functions running there... it's been operated privately enough that such an act of destruction might be enough for comprehensive deletion.
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[That's one thing Gai has a great deal of personal experience in. Given the sheer firepower that some of their companions have, it shouldn't be a difficult task at all; even if not all of them agree to come along, he's confident that they can find a way.]
We just need to find a way in.
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[Chuo Tower. The bridge of Umeda Sky Building. The screen in Ichiza. The pieces of the puzzle are all coming together.]
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Gai, meanwhile, just nods.]
Good thing I'm used to putting pieces together. It comes with the territory.
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