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Post by Hotaru King on Feb 11, 2010 21:23:12 GMT -5
Hotaru took the gloves and put them on quickly, going to work on the computer. This was a lot tougher than it was disabling the alarms. Of course it would be, this was the main computer, after all.
Fortunantly, after about seven minuets she sighed, resting one hand on her head. "Gah, headache... but I got in!" she told him cheerfully.
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Post by Jack King on Feb 11, 2010 21:33:39 GMT -5
"Awesome possum!" He grinned. "You take a break, I'll do the rest." He quickly scanned through the files trying to figure out what all the abbreviations were for. In under thirty seconds it was clear. Of course, it wasn't all that complicated. He went to the file for the Kuma clan. "Goodbye clan list." He said while pushing the 'delete' key.
He repeated this process with the other clans and then set up a looping set of commands for the virus-alert system like Tekka had shown him. He never thought he'd be glad for his evil little sister.
He finally backed away from the computer. "Ta-da!" He grinned. "All done!"
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Post by Hotaru King on Feb 11, 2010 21:42:38 GMT -5
Hotaru smiled, clapping lightly a few times. "Horay!" she giggled. "Is there anything else you wanna do to make the workers here more annoyed?" she asked him, eyebrow raised.
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Post by Jack King on Feb 11, 2010 21:50:31 GMT -5
He stretched back. "I said something about graffiti, but I dunno where we would get spray-paint." Jack was feeling pretty good right now, he and Hotaru had just (mostly) single-handedly screwed with the government. With his luck, they would definitely live to tell the tale.
"I think the janitor keeps some regular paint in the closet though." He cracked an eye. "Feel up to it?"
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Post by Hotaru King on Feb 11, 2010 22:01:15 GMT -5
Hotaru giggled. "Well, I'm nowhere near artistic, but I guess I could give it a shot." the two once again set off into the hall to look for paint.
"This is actually pretty fun, so long as we don't get caught." she told him. "Thanks for reminding me what it's like to have fun." she told him, smiling.
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Post by Jack King on Feb 11, 2010 22:09:41 GMT -5
Jack laughed. "I can't paint that well either, but it doesn't matter so long as we make a mess." With that, he followed her out into the hallway, quickly leading them in the direction of the janitor's closet.
He gave her a two-fingered salute. "Not a problem my friend, I'm having a good time too." It was a few seconds later when they reached the janitor's closet. The brunette opened the door and looked around, holding his nose from the stench of chemicals.
"Bleh... I see 'em, hang on a sec, only one of us should have to suffer chemical poisonings tonight." He slipped into the small room and snagged a can of blue paint and one of red before darting out and shutting the door.
Jack gasped for breath. "Urg... That was not pleasant..." He recovered quickly however and held out the cans. "Well, pick your poison."
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Post by Hotaru King on Feb 11, 2010 22:15:49 GMT -5
"Be careful." she told him as he walked into the closest. When he came out, she giggled. "As long as you're not brain damaged or something." She looked at the two paints and grinned, reaching for the red one. "Bet you didn't know I'd chose this color." she said sarcastically. "Where should we begin our little master piece?"
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Post by Jack King on Feb 11, 2010 22:24:11 GMT -5
The brunette grinned evilly. "Why, the employee lounge of course!" He laughed and pulled out two brushes. "As much as I like finger-painting, we'll want these." Tugging on Hotaru's arm he led her in the desired direction.
"So what are you planning on painting?" He asked childishly as they neared the lounge.
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Post by Hotaru King on Feb 11, 2010 22:29:01 GMT -5
"Don't know yet." she replied, following him. "Guess whatever my hand decideds to paint, I suppose." Grinning, she looked back at him. "What about you, Mr. Fun? Swirls and shapes, or is that too childish for you?"
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Post by Jack King on Feb 11, 2010 22:35:56 GMT -5
"Nah, I'll make plenty of those. But my main project is gonna be a half-assed smurf Mona Lisa." He stopped outside of a door and poked his head in, there was no one there and he cheered. "Yes! The easel is ready!" He grabbed her hand and tugged her into the room.
"Let the paint speak!" He crowed happily before darting for the wall to the left of the door. It was mostly bare, along with the one across from the door. A perfect place for a half-assed smurf Mona Lisa if he had ever seen one. Jack pried open the paint lid and dipped in his brush to begin his masterpiece, humming happily as he went.
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Post by Hotaru King on Feb 11, 2010 22:42:59 GMT -5
Hotaru mainly painted random lines and swirls along the walls, making a strange pattern of red. She continued the completely pointless pattern and stopped to see Jack's progress after a while.
"Oh, yes, very detailed." she said thougthfully. "A true master piece, I must say!" she laughed and continued with her painting until she had pretty much covered the wall.
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Post by Jack King on Feb 11, 2010 22:55:25 GMT -5
Jack laughed. "It's worthy of a museum!" It was actually dripping all over the place and while you could tell it was a person you couldn't tell that it was supposed to be Mona Lisa. Perhaps he shouldn't have given her the smurf nose...
The rest of the wall was covered in lines and shapes and swirls, there was even a flower off to the side, and a smiley face. He looked at Hotaru. "Do you think we should make one wall purple?" He asked. "Or should we put one of these cans over the door and see what hapless schmuck walks into the trap?"
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Post by Hotaru King on Feb 11, 2010 23:01:38 GMT -5
Hotaru smirked. "I think we have enough paint left to do both." she told him, beginning to walk towards him. "Put some of your paint in mine. I'll mix it and we can save whats left for those guys."
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Post by Jack King on Feb 11, 2010 23:08:34 GMT -5
Jack bounded over, there was no doubt in his mind that his dad was right. He did get hyper when he was tired. Maybe his body was acting on adrenaline or something. He tipped half his paint into the red container and watched as Hotaru mixed it carefully so as not to spill it.
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Post by Hotaru King on Feb 11, 2010 23:13:02 GMT -5
Hotaru watched as the paint quickly turned into a dark purple. When she decided it was the right shade, she grabbed her paint brush and went back to work, searching the room as she did so. "Anyone know the time?" she asked as she continued painting.
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