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"Something tells me he's not coming back. The guys has some serious issues, I think. At the very least, we won't see him for a while." She lays on the floor with a yawn and looks up at Misha. "You know, you're not too bad a guy. Granted, I might not be alive in the morning, but at the moment, you're to bad."


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"Fair enough." Misha replied as he looked away from the spare room and back to Sayaa. "I wouldn't advise jumping to conclusions about me. Like I said before, I try to be pleasant to talk to. However besides that I'm not all that great social wise whatsoever. My friendly guise can be cracked rather easily once we get to the fighty bits. To be fair I'm not someone who blindly attacks someone without having a reason though." He explained


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"Mmmm, well, you're not the only reason I could be dead tomorrow. I'm having a bit of problems with the deamon. See, he doesn't like to listen, and he eats through a lot of energy. I might have to actually visit a warlock." She gives a look of distaste, "And generally Warlocks are unpleasant and, well, kinda gross. You probably know that though."


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"Warlocks and witches come in all shapes and sizes, some are rather normal in appearance and have controllable and somewhat friendly abilities. However they also can be dark and volatile. My old compatriot was definitely the latter. It was hard living out in a run down cabin with vile magic running around every night. Especially as a child." Misha replied. "That reminds me, I heard Belinda had moved out to this country afterwards. I might have to pay her a visit sometime soon. The trouble is finding her, though finding people is my job so that shouldn't be much of a problem really." 


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"Warlocks and witches come in all shapes and sizes, some are rather normal in appearance and have controllable and somewhat friendly abilities. However they also can be dark and volatile. My old compatriot was definitely the latter. It was hard living out in a run down cabin with vile magic running around every night. Especially as a child." Misha replied. "That reminds me, I heard Belinda had moved out to this country afterwards. I might have to pay her a visit sometime soon. The trouble is finding her, though finding people is my job so that shouldn't be much of a problem really." 

 

"You're talking about the *censored* who stabbed you right? Why would you wanna see her? Seems counter-productive to being dead. And the health of two peoples involved." She yawns from the floor, as theeffects of her prefered sleeping surface began taking it's toll.


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"That would be the one, Belinda Waldeburg, most loyal of all my associates." He said sarcastically. "As said earlier I've already taken care of the person who sent her after me. However it simply makes it far harder for anyone to try to kill me in my own home for revenge if they A: Don't know who killed their friend. And B: Those who had a grudge on me before the incident think I'm dead. Showing up now in a whole different country shouldn't make much of a difference." He explained. "As for why I would like to visit, well that's easy. To kill her probably, or If I lack the nerve to do that, at least ruff her up a tad bit. She has been the only one to date to get the last laugh on me and live to tell the tale without some sort of  revenge on my part. I feel as if I need to change that. I'd like to see how and what she has been doing during my absence too."


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Lily looks over at the two, "You're not going to bed either?I brought dsome energy drinks if you want one, I've got too much to do to sleep right now... Does either of you know enough about magic theory to help me with this? I'm trying to crack the encryption on this bank account, but the company that secured it put in a magical layer. I'm close, but I can't quite get it..."

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Sayaa looks over at her questioningly, "Uhh, you mean they have magical internet security locks? No offense, but couldn't we steal from someone maby a little less protected? If we're going to steal at all, anyway. Is th bank even close enough to sense magical energies? That would be important..."


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"The only feasible way for me to find her would be to use a facial recognition system after breaking into a police station via pictures. It's highly likely her name had been changed in the phone books, so the easy way is out of the question. The security is too high here in Novarious so I suppose I'll have to put it off for later." Misha explained as he got up and looked out the window, pulling his phone out and bringing up a map of the country on the screen before addressing Lily. "If anyone here can help you with that It would be Sayaa. I'm a magician, however utility and anything not related to 'splosions and combat I don't know much about in that sense." 


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Lily shakes her head, "Not stealing anything, Just following up on a lead... The problem is that this encryption is using some sort of spell to mess with the text, and I'm not knowledgeable enough about magic to really sink my teeth into it..." her ears perk up when Misha mentions the facial recognition system, "Hey, if you have a picture let me see it, I've been in their system for an hour now, facial recognition is a piece of cake."

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Misha walked over, scrolling through his phone. "I should have an old one in here somewhere." He said as he took a few moments before handing his phone over. On it was a picture of an lithe shaped girl that looked about nineteen at the time and about five feet six inches tall. She had long pitch black wavy hair with bangs that bordered her face, bright lime green eyes with cat like pupils, rather pale skin with dark circles under her eyes, and K9 teeth slightly longer than most. Besides her physical appearance, it could be seen that the girl wore a black witch hat tipped to the side on her head, a leather choker around her neck, and a black tunic like dress.

 

"I'll tell ya what, you find out where she lives, I'll give your magical problem my best shot. Sound fair?" He asked.

 

(She should live somewhere within Novarious also. In a large house by the outskirts of the city.)


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Lily nods, "Deal, give me half an hour." She copies the photo from the phone to her computer, linking her mind with the network again. From the hotel's network she hops into the security center, then rides its fiber line to the police's alert database. Picking past their countermeasures she makes her way into the monitoring system. Allowing herself a small smile, she enters the picture into their facial recognition database, as well as her name into every database she can access without breaking in any further. Soon results begin coming up and filtering in. A picture of the woman driving a car, which leads to a DMV registry, which gives her an address, which is corroborated by fingerprint records and photographic evidence given on the mortgage. She says a silent prayer of thanks to the security state that is Novarius, pulls the address from the information she found, and gives it to Misha, as well as loading a floor plan onto his phone, "There you go, she lives in a manor in Southeastern Novarius, almost in the suburbs. Thankfully there's not much security if your plan is less than noble, though I'd request you wait till tomorrow if you wish to do that since my new project will be here by then... So can you help me with this?" She turns the screen to Misha. It's a basic rune translation spell placed over the usable information.

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Misha grinned as he pocket the information with his cellphone back into his pocket. "I'm in no rush, you guys will be probably be far more entertaining than her right now anyways." He commented as he looked at her computer. "On to the second problem. Like I said, I don't have much knowledge of something like this. But I can give it my best shot." He said as he walked across the room and got a sheet of paper, ripping it into a small square and grabbing the pen from his coat. He started drawing a small symbol on the square before speaking. "This is a simple dispelling rune, since the problem you have is magic based, if I attach this to the computer it should return the text back to normal as long as it's there. Though will only work this one time, you can take it off once you have what you need. I'd have to attach it to the spells source to destroy it permanently, but seeing in that case their spell is gone, they'd probably know someones been trifling with their stuff." He explained as he got a piece of tape and rolled it into a circle to cover both sides. He then used it to attach the paper to the back of her screen. 

 

Misha gave it a few moments and waited. Suddenly the rune he drew glowed a bright yellow and the text on the other side seemed to slowly fade back to normal. "Perfecto." Misha stated with a smile. 

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Lily smiles, "Excellent, thank you so much, the rest of this is child's play." Screens begin flashing by as various forms of encryption and other intrusion countermeasures are cracked with apparent ease. Suddenly a page that has actual legible information on it, specifically the main account management page of a man named Ian Sarasota. Lily looks up at the two other people in the room, "If you're wondering, this guy has been laundering money for one of the largest groups hunting for the Hand. A little birdie told me that there was a major transaction that occurred earlier today, and that means an account number from someone important... Let's see what we can find..." She pulls up the recent transactions and hilights a long string of numbers, "Here we go, two and a half million notes from a shell corporation into this man's account... It's a shame I can't get at it, but this corporation's transaction ID is a good start..." 

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Misha took a look before he returned back to his couch. "Well if any people prove to be problems and you need them to be eliminated entirely, especially mister Sarasota there. You know where to find me. I'm already going on a spiel tomorrow it seems, might as well pile on a few more people to the list of encounters." Misha commented as he pulled out his phone. "But first... let there be pizza reigning from the heavens. No rip off toppings like pepperoni though." He said as he dialed in the number to a local pizza place. He ordered two pizzas and then hung up the phone not long afterward. 


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"Let's see here..." Shane mused to himself as he read over the current orders at Daniels' Pizza. "Looks like we've got two thin crust Italian style with Genoa Salami and Graziano's Sausage to be delivered to 420 Fancytown Drive, apartment number 1337." With that Shane hopped into his pizza delivery car (which happened to be a 1963 Ferrari 250 GTO), and began his journey into Fancytown. Under 20 minutes later Shane arrived at the apartment and knocked on the door.


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Sayaa quickly jinx'd herself to look a little older, a little broader of chest, and dressed a bit suggestive. She cleared her throat and answered the door. "Oh good, you're here. How much is it, sweetie?" Her jinx made her voice more womanish and less childish. She gave him a warm smile.

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She managed to circle around the building after taking her time slowly walking back. Hikari took out her car keys when she approached her car, unlocking the doors when she got there. She recalled that there was an entrance to the carpark when she walked over. "I guess that's it.." she told herself as she got in and started up the car and did a U-turn and turned a left and another left straight into the carpark. Hikari drove down and saw it was so much more impressive than she thought. She located the car slot for the apartment they renovated and parked in her car head in. As she got out of her car, she noticed that there was someone who sat quietly in his car, staring at her subtly. Without a second glance, she quickly grabbed her bag from the trunk of her car, closed it, locked the car and hurried to the lift which leads directly back to the apartment.


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Misha pulled up a stool and kicked his two feet up on it in a crossed position. He figured Sayaa had the pizza covered for now at the door, so he didn't bother doing anything yet. He wondered what Lily's new project was. And whether Hikari had gotten herself into to trouble when she left or not. He sighed picked up a remote by his side and turned on the television, flipping through channels to pass the time.


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Shane greeted the young woman, pizzas in hand, "We've got 2 Sausage and Salami pizzas here, that'll be 15 notes, please." Shane extended his hand to receive the payment for the inverted calzones. However, coming from the inside of the apartment, he heard the opening to his favorite sitcom. "Is someone in there watching the The Fedora Channel? I love that channel!" 

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Like a savior coming to his aid to save him from boredom, he heard Shane call from the doorway. He put the remote down and looked over. "Of course it is, it has the best shows on it. Absolute classics like: The Universe with Neil deGrasse Tyson, My Little Pony, Bill Nye the Science Guy, The Big Bang Theory, and Doctor Who." He said with a grin. "Say pizza boy, we got more than enough to go around, so why don't you join us for a bit here and eat?" He asked before he turned back to the TV.


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Shane greeted the young woman, pizzas in hand, "We've got 2 Sausage and Salami pizzas here, that'll be 15 notes, please." Shane extended his hand to receive the payment for the inverted calzones. However, coming from the inside of the apartment, he heard the opening to his favorite sitcom. "Is someone in there watching the The Fedora Channel? I love that channel!" 

 

Like a savior coming to his aid to save him from boredom, he heard Shane call from the doorway. He put the remote down and looked over. "Of course it is, it has the best shows on it. Absolute classics like: The Universe with Neil deGrasse Tyson, My Little Pony, Bill Nye the Science Guy, The Big Bang Theory, and Doctor Who." He said with a grin. "Say pizza boy, we got more than enough to go around, so why don't you join us for a bit here and eat?" He asked before he turned back to the TV.

 

She opens the door wider to let the pizza guy in and drops the hexxes, reverting to her normal, teen-esk appearance in her robes. "Misha will be the one to pay you. He's the one who talked." She flops on the couch to watch some TV, yawning uninterestedly. The couch was to her liking; firm, and cloth.


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Misha gave a frown as Sayaa returned to normal. "At least we were able to keep the disguises up around the apartment owner, but the pizza boy is another story apparently. Everyone knows deliverymen should be treated with the same discretion as confessions at the church." He said sarcastically as he pulled out his wallet and fished out a twenty note slip and handed it over to Shane. "Keep the change." He added as he grabbed the two pizzas and went to the kitchen, getting about five plates and walking back over to the table. He grabbed two pieces and put them on his own plate before he laid out the rest for everyone else. 

 

He kicked his feet back up on the stool and looked over to Shane. "So pizza boy, you got a name? You a useful kinda guy?" He asked as he took a bite. 

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Racing through the town,m in his Shelby Cobra 427, Kenji taps on the screen built into the dashboard. "I know its nearby, the hacker. If he or she can hack into this city's databases, then they will be quite useful to me." Sliding around a corner in a fish tailing style, he hears a beep come from the computer. Pulling over he sees that the computer is saying the signal is coming from the apartment building that he just parked in front of. "I may not be as good of a hacker as you, whoever you are, but if you use a machine, you always leave a trail. Especially for a technopath." He walks into the building, using his tablet to track the hacker, until he reached the apartment. Knocking on the door, he keeps a hand on his gun, just in case he isn't exactly welcome here.


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By now Lily was just casually flicking her way through a hundred different streams of information. As soon as Misha had started watching tv she had put on a pair of headphones and started listening to music while she continued working on the software component of her latest project. Suddenly she hears a knock on the door. Knowing that Hikari had a key, and the courier she hired didn't deliver at night, she grabs her stun gun from her bag and looks through the eyehole to see who it was. She felt the tablet in the man's hand, beginning to enter and try to circumvent it, try to learn as much as she can. Still she deadbolts the door and opens it, greeting the man with a, "Hello, may I inquire why you are here?"

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