I looked down at the library. “Vault door, how do I open it?”
*knock knock* “Open, sesame.”
“Can’t say until I see the control panel myself. The shelters are supposed to open with a command from the PHQ-”
Well, that’s fucked then, unless they’ve put effort into rewiring this stuff to the new PHQ. Or maybe it can be done from any Protectorate data system,
probably
meaning Dragon’s in charge.
“Which was annihilated,” I said.
“Right. Or the PRT headquarters, on the Director’s order. There’s bound to be another code that can be used in case those places get knocked out of commission.”
Yeah, if they thought this through particularly well.
“How did they get in?”
“They have a tinker,” Tattletale said. “She may work primarily with biology, but that’s not going to be the full extent of Bonesaw’s knowledge. Look at those spiders. Some basic hacking isn’t out of the question.
That’s fair. It’s called a specialty, not an “only thing you’re good at”ty.
Anyways, I can figure it out when I get there. Unless you want to take the brute force route.”
The brute force route probably still means waiting for you to get here. Taylor’s bugs aren’t gonna take down this door.
Unless you mean brute force as in guessing codes without superpowered intuition.
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