Hiding his small conference with the hacker known as Trinity had been easy to do from the police. But from Mr. Stark, it was a little more difficult. He got the complaint from the local police department and talked to Jarvis about it. Jarvis was his usual dry humor self but his explanation did get his coding looked at a little more thoroughly than he liked. Not that he told Mr. Stark that but he was glad when it was over and nothing was found to be wrong. His security protocols were increased and life went on as usual.
Jarvis was in stand-by mode at the time of the message arriving. The Tower was secure, Mr. Stark and Ms. Potts had retired to their quarters, and he was merely running security checks at different intervals so as to keep the integrity of his own firewalls in place at all times. Unlike the other humans in the Matrix, Jarvis saw the world truly as a simulation from within his systems. His inner servers were displayed for him as a holographic wire display of the Tower itself with data streaming in different directions in blue rather than green.
A window popped up with a message. Jarvis did the usual scans to check for malware and the like before opening it. He would have logged it with Mr. Stark's other emails, which he never looked at Ms. Potts had that job, but this one's address was different.
It was specifically meant for him.
Jarvis contemplated for a moment about sending a tracking package of data with a reply to locate who had sent him this message. However, curiosity was a difficult thing to stamp out for the AI and somehow he did not think this was the usual spam email, phishing for information.
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Date: 2013-01-28 03:57 am (UTC)Jarvis was in stand-by mode at the time of the message arriving. The Tower was secure, Mr. Stark and Ms. Potts had retired to their quarters, and he was merely running security checks at different intervals so as to keep the integrity of his own firewalls in place at all times. Unlike the other humans in the Matrix, Jarvis saw the world truly as a simulation from within his systems. His inner servers were displayed for him as a holographic wire display of the Tower itself with data streaming in different directions in blue rather than green.
A window popped up with a message. Jarvis did the usual scans to check for malware and the like before opening it. He would have logged it with Mr. Stark's other emails, which he never looked at Ms. Potts had that job, but this one's address was different.
It was specifically meant for him.
Jarvis contemplated for a moment about sending a tracking package of data with a reply to locate who had sent him this message. However, curiosity was a difficult thing to stamp out for the AI and somehow he did not think this was the usual spam email, phishing for information.