Jack nods in respect to his opponent, before he sends a massive burst of data to her device, simply trying to damage her hardware by overwhelming it under the sheer force of trillions of bits of data.
As she sits in front of the computer she looked over the contents. There are games, pictures, movies, mail, documents and some programs that she noticed...
"Now, stay still and wait for the police to come and pick you up." The woman said. "Don't make it any harder on yourself." She then grunts as the data bits shatter around his avatar. She keeps the attack that Jack lunched at bay - even if it takes most of her attention, allowing him to escape. But just as he was about to move, he noticed that she sneaked in a tracking program into his rig. He would either need to buy new netirg, spend hours cleaning it and reinstalling programming, or attack and destroy her tracking programs. That, or risk being found and alerting the police the moment he connects his rig to the network again. He didn't have much time to make a choice.
As Taylor started looking over the documents, she found nothing interesting - bills, bad poetry, uni materials and a note informing about being removed from uni due to absence. When she checked the mail, she found mails from friends, materials from uni, and a bunch of adds. Really, many adds. One message did bring her attention - it was one of the latest ones. It read: Hey Pat! There is quick job on side. Big cash, no questions. Yu up to it?
Jack decides to take a more subtle approach. Instead of destroying the tracking program, he isolates the data stream sending his location information to his opponent, and begins corrupting the data. He infuses the stream with trillions of bites, overwhelming her device, and hidden within the data are small subliminal messages, too brief for her to consciously recognise, but that her subconscious recognises, hypnotising her.
The duo dances around each other for a few minutes, Jack's skill versus Netrunner's power. Finally, his scheme works, and he manages to hack into her brain. The Netrunner stops dead in her tracks and stares blankly at Jack. He managed to access the camera that was above her station and realised that her rig was a version, that allowed her to enjoy herself in long hours of waiting. He wasn't sure it was according with the hospital's policy... But at least now, he had Netrunner at his mercy, her mind wide open. He also managed to stop the signal from bing passed to the police.
Jack grins, shaking his head at the camera feed. An interesting way to spend your time at work. Admittedly, it is a boring job, so I can't really blame her. With a chuckle, the netrunner gets to work, deleting the tracking device the girl installed. He records the footage of her masturbating at work for blackmail purposes, and implants various subconscious suggestions into her brain, causing her to associate positive thoughts with him, and to release a pleasurable rush of dopamine into her brain when she obeys him. Jack then data mines her device, looking for the woman's personal info, and anything else of value.
He quickly found the woman's name: Aria Woods. He didn't find anything on her rig - it was still a hospital's property. But he did manage to get control of her rig. Knowing how dangerous it was to temper with cyberbrain - besides stealing data - Jack would have to be careful with his implementations, otherwise, without proper equipment, he could accidentally fry the woman's brain. Making her horny at his sight, would be the first step - but did he had guts to move farther? How far would he go? The effects wouldn't be visible until she reconnected...
Jack decides to not do anything too crazy. She's just doing her job, and I'm not a complete sociopath. I don't want to kill her or destroy her brain. Still, I'll have a bit of fun. He decides to tie the feeling of sexual pleasure she's currently experiencing from her sex toy, with the sound of his voice, so that every time he speaks to her, her rig subtly gives her a hint of the same sexual pleasure she's feeling now. Not enough for her to notice, just enough to make her a little hot under the collar and associate him with pleasurable feelings. After doing this, he allows her to come back to normal. "How are you feeling, Ms Woods?" He has his avatar in the virtual space open up the video he took of Aria and her sex device. "Interesting pastime you have." He chuckles. "I wonder how your employers would feel if they saw what you were doing on company time?"
Aria shook her head as she came to. She tried to connect to the network, but access was denied by Jack. She tried to move, but her rig held her body firmly - her legs were locked, her pussy and ass penetrated slowly by the seat, her arms locked over the joypads and her neck locked. Her eyes were still covered by the visor. The woman gritted her teeth. "Blackmail, huh." She growled. "What do you want?" she asked through her teeth.
Jack takes control of the seat, using it to penetrate her slowly and keep her at a simmer. "For now, I want you to pretend that none of this ever happened, and go on with your work, and your play" he grins, "like normal. Afterwards... Well, we'll talk about what happens afterwards."
Aria groaned as the dildos started moving her fingers started hitting the ejection button, but to no avail. "Agh!" She groaned with a voice filled with frustration and excitement. She didn't say anything, just bit her lip as her hips started bucking against her will.
Jack increases the pace, bringing her close to orgasm, but not quite there. "You're a beautiful girl, Aria. There was something else I wanted. Your home address."
Reading through the conversation history she looked for all the info on her contacts (I'm honestly getting kind of bored of sifting through her computer)
Aria groaned as the machine quickened its peace. "F-fuck you!" She exclaimed through her girthed teeth.
{Wanna play solitaire? } After a moment, Taylor managed to get the email address of the sender, but that was practically all. With that, she probably had all she could from the computer station.
Checking the senders name, she tries to see if they used any part of their names though unlikely, but if they had a street name, they'd probably use that for an online handler. She pulled up what previous conversations and history she could gather of places she had been around and see if there were any worthwhile names, if nothing else, she had to suspect this girl kept a cache of weapons or money or of something around and taking the educated guess so Taylor begin using her cybernetic vision to scope out for any walls or floors panels that looked out of place or hollow as well as checking the usual hiding place of the air vents and closets.
"I'm sure you will." Jack chuckles, continuing to keep her on the edge of orgasm. "C'mon, just say it, and I'll give you what you crave."
