The Arcology @ Night.


 
Kubernatos topside.
Satellites traffic in poisons. 
An encounter with an otaku. 

Don't steal from friendlies. 
Don't tap cyber from tainted boxes. 
I mean to help the unexperienced with 
these words of well-meaning caution. 

"The Walled City of which he spoke of, 
there is nothing quite like it", she counters. 
Nothing is for free. 
 

    (Hello Father. Systems are willing and able.) 

He's giving me the disk. 
No detection, viral infection. Quick and easy. 
Learning the conventions before attempting invasion 
is key to the survival of our kind. 
The code is perfect. Streamlined absolute purity. 

I was young once. Now an electric arm reminds me. Leave no trace. Transmit nothing.

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