Circe's home office, for lack a better term, is quite dimly lit as the elfin Fairest does her work. Her eyes are a little more read as she is following an old rule of the hacker. Tech support often sleeps. So it is better to attack at night then during the day, as she is doing now thanks to a plentiful amount of coffee and sugar.


Circe would pay for that tomorrow though.


As it is, she was using her desktop for this. Better software, better protective programs to prevent tracing, but no chance to ditch and run if she did get out done.


Others had offerred their aid with this. It was appreciated but the two Springs were not tech saavy with the computer code. Not that Gerrit had shown any proficiency either with computers, come to think of it. And whilst cheerleading and coffee servers would have been nice, well the latter would have been great actually. She is Circe, the only thing better than coffee was guns to her.


But a coffee server would severe her cheat against the hunting down the wolf server. So, Circe preferred to work faster instead.


Hence why her blue fingers were dancing across her keyboard. Sipping coffee as she lets the fey bullshit help her cheat. Exceeeept:


failure



"Cazzo che ha scopato il cazzo, quel caffè troppo fottutamente caldo, e merda!"


Circe corrected that. Then got back to the hacking.


4 successes

3 successes

4 successes



Hopefully the information wasn't overly secure and could be found.