Caught in a Lie

[Jazz]

COM LOG//NEURAL NET ENTRY 17
Portable Edition/ Load name Ian

PASSWORD:***********

PASSWORD Correct

<The camera flicks back on and shows one of the Anima dutiful plugging it out of the
wall outlet. It backs was from the screen and places it in the same place that it used
to be onto the desk. The Anima's are zooming around the cabin fixing and moving
everything that was displaced during the attack. They finish after a couple of minutes
and zoom out the door, shutting the door a little harder than necessary from their
speed. The sound wakes Ian, and he peels his face off of the desk. After stumbling
around for a couple of minutes, he finds some clothes and heads off to the shower.
One of the Anima enter the room with a sanitizer and begins his task. He eventually
goes over to the desk and began cleaning it. It's optical scanner spies the picture of
the flare gun and it picks it up. It zooms off with if after a few scrutinizing seconds
of analyzing, then returns and finishes it's job. Ian returns with a pair of white
cargos and a black T-shirt. He picks up the device, and snaps it in place.>

Ah here we go. Lets see, plan for today. Take myself as far as possible from the current
location.

2nd. I guess that I have to go back to Bretonia. I'll head there first.

<Ian sets the device on the desk facing the screen. He starts typing, then it
asks for a password. Hes eyes move towards the device, which is pointed at him. His
hand reaches out and turns it to the left, so the camera isn't directed at the screen. Although you can't see his face, you still hear his voice coming from behind the camera.>

Time to head back to the academy. Maybe there is more I can dig up. Still
disappointed though. The notes didn't have enough information to actually repeat the
success. Maybe he was smart enough to hold backups, and thats all I got, and old
backup.

<Ian returns to typing on the screen. Coordinates appear onto the screen. It is
approaching within 2 kilometers of the jump hole>

Well, here goes nothing.

<A giant roaring sound is heard over the sound, reaching levels that hurt your ears,
soon, the sound reaches a frequency too high for it and a light buzzing fills the air.
The air flashes black and white as space distorts, then all goes black.>

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Some say that he is allergic to a fungus found only between the toes of Corsairs,
and that he is oblivious to 98% of Liberty Law. All we know is...
He's called the Busdriver!