Inbox: Upcycled

[syntech]

[Just that simple, automated voice saying 'leave a message'.]

This page also serves as the text inbox for Ethan's Upcycled phone, as well as for any more secure networks he/someone may set up to use.

Comments

[fogsong]

[ It's nice to have someone she can relate to on a level, even if it's just something as inane as poor social skills. ]

What is it you did? [ She doesn't want to pry too much. She's still testing the waters here, testing how much she can ask, and how much she wants to even know. Surprisingly, she kind of wants to know more about Ethan. It's a strange feeling. ]

[syntech]

Ah... well. I'm a hacker, mostly.

[That, he's been fairly forthcoming about in person. There's a lot he'll say, at this point, compared to that first month.]

Mostly, we're part of a group that works to expose shady dealings in companies that are otherwise untouchable. Everything's supposed to be publicly known, after all, by the laws back home. When somebody violates that, it's usually for pretty shitty reasons.

[fogsong]

Sounds like you do good shit. [ Morally, it sounds. She leans forward, clearly interested. She hadn't had any expectations but there's something about exposing shady dealings in untouchable companies that just sounds kind of cool. She seems less awkward the more they talk, easing up a little. ]

Is your group involved with law enforcement or the government? [ Or is this more... outside those particular realms? ]

[syntech]

I try, anyway. Sometimes it feels like there's just too many to ever manage, but hey. Gotta do what good we can, right?

[The question itself makes him laugh, a short bark of a thing.]

No, we're... definitely considered vigilantes. Honestly, my boss is the only reason we're viewed in a positive light, considering what we do is basically terrorism. Most of us are willing to do whatever it takes, without a lot of limits, to protect people who don't know or don't want to believe what these people do.

[He knows what he's doing and how it's viewed, anyway.]