[ she tries to give the space to be not so imposing, but she doesn't know if they have the time to spend drawing this is out, not as she starts to get a look at the files themselves. It's encrypted, heavily -- this place was... something else again. Pangs again, that she wasn't there herself, to rip into it properly.
Nothing here had been a challenge to her, thus far. This? This was.
Something detached, and her voices echoes with it's networked multitude. ]
(They have. What you've found - I can't be sure entirely but... someone thought it was important. Very important. They've scrambled it, or put it in code, if you prefer. There are only certain things that are treated that way, granted. But even then --
-- Doesn't matter. We need to get this done quickly. Information this sensitive usually means there are some fail safes in place to make sure it's not taken out of here, and I don't want you stuck in there if those go off. I can't do much else from this distance, unfortunately. For now, I am just getting you to transfer it, via a memory card. Once you've brought it back, then we might be able to do something more with it, but I would advise caution whilst you're in there. It's not uncommon for facilities of this level to have some sort of self-destruct trigger in case of being under attack, or at least, most of the ones I am familiar with do so. )
[ Another push, another direction. It's said calmly, the tone she keeps for the vault hunters, removed, knowing, it helps her keep working, do her job rather than give over to worry about them ( and she does, so keenly, but it's a subdued flicker ). Instead, she murmurs softly: ] (Lexa, I'll need you to --) [ and directs Lexa's fingers to begin the file transfer, the last part after trying to ascertain what had been damaged and what hadn't. ]
(As soon as it says "transfer complete", Ilde, take the memory card when it's ejected and store it somewhere safe on you. Where it won't get wet or exposed to the elements. )
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Nothing here had been a challenge to her, thus far. This? This was.
Something detached, and her voices echoes with it's networked multitude. ]
( They have. What you've found - I can't be sure entirely but... someone thought it was important. Very important. They've scrambled it, or put it in code, if you prefer. There are only certain things that are treated that way, granted. But even then --
-- Doesn't matter. We need to get this done quickly. Information this sensitive usually means there are some fail safes in place to make sure it's not taken out of here, and I don't want you stuck in there if those go off. I can't do much else from this distance, unfortunately. For now, I am just getting you to transfer it, via a memory card. Once you've brought it back, then we might be able to do something more with it, but I would advise caution whilst you're in there. It's not uncommon for facilities of this level to have some sort of self-destruct trigger in case of being under attack, or at least, most of the ones I am familiar with do so. )
[ Another push, another direction. It's said calmly, the tone she keeps for the vault hunters, removed, knowing, it helps her keep working, do her job rather than give over to worry about them ( and she does, so keenly, but it's a subdued flicker ). Instead, she murmurs softly: ] ( Lexa, I'll need you to -- ) [ and directs Lexa's fingers to begin the file transfer, the last part after trying to ascertain what had been damaged and what hadn't. ]
( As soon as it says "transfer complete", Ilde, take the memory card when it's ejected and store it somewhere safe on you. Where it won't get wet or exposed to the elements. )