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@lumiphonic || Buzzo || Starter
A face he didn’t MISS. One he could have gone more than days without encountering; yet, as one of his boys, it was an unavoidable fate. Grip on tools in hand tightens, but releases soon after. Stubborn, perhaps, but Wrench was no fool. Permanent smile on mask hides the scowl just beneath.
‘ You can always call before you visit.’
@lumiphonic && continued
If he had said he didn't see this coming eventually, he'd absolutely be lying. What Wo Fat hadn't expected, entirely, was the execution. Maybe it was how dead his eyes had looked, like maybe he expected to see even an infinitesimal change in the man ( was he a man? He's not so sure anymore. ) when it came down to it.
Maybe he just expected a gun. Or a hood over his head. Not almost being floored with one, two strikes. It’s how I would have done it, he thinks distantly. With my hands. or the tight cinch of a cord around the neck.
Winded, he staggered back. For a moment, the pain he was in was betrayed in the way his features twisted into a grimace, the ( trembling) hand that held his stomach; the other caught himself on a table when he rocked precariously.
( whatever he was, he was strong. )
Hazel eyes hardened when he took a few deep breaths, a carefully controlled rage burned beneath them. Wo watched him warily. He was treading incredibly thin ice, and he knew it. And maybe that was the reason he didn't immediately lash out, not knowing if MOD intended to do more, or to let him go. He only just restrained himself, electing to catch his breath, hoping to look like he stayed his hand and maybe catch him offguard. It's a long shot, he thinks.
"Then enlighten me," he said, cocking his head slightly. The weight of his gun is a small comfort; he knows if he goes for it now it could go badly, if it wasn’t already heading in that direction. "Because I was under the impression it was just a computer."
It was a risk, provoking him, like it had been a risk jamming the signal. He knew where that ended up - who knew where this would end up at, especially once he lunged, taking a swing for MOD's temple in an attempt to down him quickly. He didn't want to draw it out; didn't even know if he could take the man in a hand-to-hand fight at length.
she was never as pure as a river, and james made a point of letting her know that for those that claim dedsec for life - there would always be an opportunity for death or worse. though, it seemed james had issue with that. he had issue for her defiance against his orders as well but this seemed more personal than that. maybe lola was just overthinking things as she was prone to do. ❛ has he ever gone off like that on someone before ? ❜ // @lumiphonic: sc.
❛ fennel, ❜ sitara motions her over with a hand before crossing her arms, she looks a bit annoyed if nothing else. if she’s bemused it’s only because of the balls of this group - this SUPERHOT. she’s grateful she had josh look at it first - she’s grateful that the intuition she had served her right. ❛ it called us out by name, i think it’s time we do the same. you wanna run an advisory? ❜ // @lumiphonic: fennel.
her mind is ablaze with the uncertainty that the future brings. it’s coming close; there’s the end just off in the horizon. dedsec’s on the cusp, on the brink of either greatness or ruin. it’s do or die and she’s ━━━━ optimistic, if not a little scared. ( this fear is healthy, all things considered. ) even if she’s riddled with the pangs of doubt, she can hold on to the fact that they’re doing this together. maybe not forever, but certainly for now. glancing to the different stations of the hackerspace, she spots the green hoodie wearing programmer. ❛ still working on the mega drone? ❜ // @lumiphonic: josh.
" I kinda feel like god. " // josh xoxo
‘ don’t develop a god complex on me now, joshy. ’
but, he understood ; lives were at their fingertips, in a single keystroke they could destroy everything someone had slaved over to earn -- not that DEDSEC stole from the poor, and gave to the rich. but it was a euphoric feeling, watching those who deserved little crumble like a decaying skyscraper. wrench certainly had a fun time watching others write on dedsec’s hook.
‘ keep working, we got shit we gotta finish, here. ... then you can go back to playing god. ’
hackers.
