Post by Lt. Commander Liz Sur'Shess on Sept 30, 2019 18:12:10 GMT -8
There was a kind of lulling effect in the middle of tense situations, one you got used to after awhile. Not lulling in that you were going to sleep--more like every single motion became rote, even if it was brand new. And as used as they all were to working together, there was an eerie sort of synchrony they could fall into without a moment's hesitation.
"How fast can you code a virus to destroy the data when it gets to their ship?"
"Fast," was Liz's terse answer, her following offer to the bridge at large. Hook and bait, a crude analogy but one that would work for their purposes.
"Whatever you need to do, do it."
A sharp nod was her only sign of understanding, the conference already barreling forward in tempo with the flicker of her fingers as she regained what little control she could and began a process she was all too familiar with: destruction. While Captain Jiang's forecast was gloomy, regardless of the profferred plans, there was a wealth of devious tactics held firmly independent of the computers--not for nothing had Liz helped win a war, after all. And while she was pretty certain nothing she could come up with on short notice, without the help of an independent data bank, could possibly hope to stop a system this proficient at leaching data, she could damn well make it all harder to swallow.
A few targeted lines of code, slipped here and there into the torrent still flooding across the empty space along that tenuous light.
"The strike group only has one engaging ship, if you can destroy it along with the rift the command ship shouldn't follow. At least, not right away. If you don't I'm afraid this will be just the beginning."
"I'm running blind on their systems, sir," Liz offered, "but I should be able to disrupt their tactical systems for a minute or two, at least." She hoped. If she'd played her cards right, weighted the system just far enough in their favor. She was betting on quite a few variables--that a system that could so flawlessly integrate their data had to be at least somewhat similar, that despite their system's knowledge from the Hampton the Talon's data would prove to be just new enough that her packages would escape immediate detection...a dozen tiny flaws in any plan. "Whatever we're going to do, we need to do it fast," she said, the flickering starting up again on her panel as she tried to beat it back again. "They're about to be done."
Their presumably grimy, metaphorical hands, all over her computer.
God, but sometimes she hated space.
Tag: Player NPC1,Lt. Commander Cobus Rok,Lieutenant Robin Star,Commander Jeven Sula
"How fast can you code a virus to destroy the data when it gets to their ship?"
"Fast," was Liz's terse answer, her following offer to the bridge at large. Hook and bait, a crude analogy but one that would work for their purposes.
"Whatever you need to do, do it."
A sharp nod was her only sign of understanding, the conference already barreling forward in tempo with the flicker of her fingers as she regained what little control she could and began a process she was all too familiar with: destruction. While Captain Jiang's forecast was gloomy, regardless of the profferred plans, there was a wealth of devious tactics held firmly independent of the computers--not for nothing had Liz helped win a war, after all. And while she was pretty certain nothing she could come up with on short notice, without the help of an independent data bank, could possibly hope to stop a system this proficient at leaching data, she could damn well make it all harder to swallow.
A few targeted lines of code, slipped here and there into the torrent still flooding across the empty space along that tenuous light.
"The strike group only has one engaging ship, if you can destroy it along with the rift the command ship shouldn't follow. At least, not right away. If you don't I'm afraid this will be just the beginning."
"I'm running blind on their systems, sir," Liz offered, "but I should be able to disrupt their tactical systems for a minute or two, at least." She hoped. If she'd played her cards right, weighted the system just far enough in their favor. She was betting on quite a few variables--that a system that could so flawlessly integrate their data had to be at least somewhat similar, that despite their system's knowledge from the Hampton the Talon's data would prove to be just new enough that her packages would escape immediate detection...a dozen tiny flaws in any plan. "Whatever we're going to do, we need to do it fast," she said, the flickering starting up again on her panel as she tried to beat it back again. "They're about to be done."
Their presumably grimy, metaphorical hands, all over her computer.
God, but sometimes she hated space.
Tag: Player NPC1,Lt. Commander Cobus Rok,Lieutenant Robin Star,Commander Jeven Sula