It Is Done.

Date: 24/05/2007

Time: 10:53


##CONNECTING##

##Attempt 1 of 100##


##Connection Complete##

LOGIN: Dragonram

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


##Authorizing##

##WELCOME DRAGONRAM##


/run log.exe


##Opening Logs##

##3 Logs Available##


/new log


##PLEASE ENTER LOG DATA##

##AUTOMATIC ENCRYPTION ENABLED##

I've done it...I've left The Glitch Society, or to be more specific I've left the machines. I can't be doing with those goddamn authorities running my life, watching my every GODDAMN MOVE.

Still, I've no worry about them anymore, The Merovingian will protect me; finally, someplace I belong. I don't know how well I'll do on my own but I'll be damned if I'm not gonna try. It can't be that hard can it? Hm, we'll see. Maybe I should go do some errands or something, get back in the okay books...I've done a lot of bad things to the Merv. Time to make it back up to him.

/save


## LOG SAVED ##


/logout


##LOGGING OUT##

##SUCCESSFUL##

##Disconnecting…##

..

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So the recent rumours were true - Dragonram was no longer on their side. She never really trusted this somewhat ... erratic program anyway. But luckily some still working subroutine at least gave a warning ... one that -naturally- only increased Leelia's suspicion. Yet another merv.

Leelia shrugged. For her, it barely mattered. The Merovingian had always been a major nuisance that had grown gradually over the last years. The last decades certainly, or centuries for that matter, but that was beyond her worries. The Merovingian and his followers, by the meaning of their very existence, stood diametrically against her own purpose - which was, meanly put, to shut down their home eventually. That, too, would take a century or more to complete, but then, what the Merovingian could do can be achieved by the Machines anytime.

Leelia awake from her short absentmindedness and tuned to Marcus, her operator.

Jack me in!