The Digital Warren

[jarvisconsole]

System nominal.

Security sweep intact.

J.A.R.V.I.S. online....|

It was a typical day for the Stark residence. Jarvis was on standby mode while Mr. Stark was away on business. Jarvis could easily access his flight records if he wanted to know how long it would be before he returned home. But he was not worried. Worry was not for computer AI's, even Jarvis who was the first of his kind. An AI bred to serve and control an entire computer network within the house, workshop, and with access to Stark Industries.

Jarvis bided his time by reorganizing files, continuing to sweep the outer perimeter. Nothing yet on scanners...

Comments

[twiceforhim]

It had been a while since Trinity took on such an obvious challenge upfront.

She had her own opinion of Tony Stark just as everyone did -- an opinion she hadn't been asked for, so it was anyone's guess. He was a great mind who had made great contributions in different ways; he was a potential as far as Morpheus was concerned, but Stark's time was still a ways off. They kept regular tabs on him, but not much beyond that. He wasn't a difficult man to track, after all, as far as most people were concerned.

All that aside, right now Trinity only viewed his intellect as an issue and his technological advancements as a challenge. Her business at Stark Industries today was nothing so personal -- he had something she needed, plain and simple, and given her methods, she'd come to collect as she best knew how. Getting past the security guards on the bottom floor was as simple as always, as was accessing the terminal in the security room. She'd had her immediate suspicions of such a small guard force, given the wealth and influence of Stark Industries, and so she wasn't surprised in the slightest to find that the computers in the guard station ran on a separate network from the upper portion of the building. Odds were Stark had some of his top-of-the-line tech monitoring the more important areas, and separating it from the first floor meant it couldn't be hacked remotely.

It would require more effort than usual, but Trinity had expected as much and come prepared.

She was able to call up a blueprint of the Tower, which she quickly scanned for reference and found to be up-to-date with the information she'd gleaned prior. Back on her feet less than a minute after sitting down, she moved past the guards' unconscious forms and into the hall, towards the first set of elevators. It was a holiday, meaning staff would be minimal at most, and the security monitors had shown all of the business floors to be dark and deserted. Other than a custodian, she doubted she'd make any contact before reaching the top floor.

In the elevator, she hit the button to take her to a couple floors below the top; she would make her way by stairs at that point, just in case she wasn't alone. Once there, she could tackle the best of Stark's systems head-on -- his developmental EMP generators were an opportunity that the free humans couldn't afford to miss, and she didn't plan to leave empty-handed.